Continued from Signs

April 24, 2019

Though my father and mother forsake me, the Lord will receive me…

Psalm 27:10

So off the princess

went to jail

and all the people

who had gathered—

returned to their homes

to watch the news.

And there, in a dark prison cell, the

princess sat down and quietly cried.

“What will you do now, Princess?”

She looked around, it was dark; she saw no one.

“Ahem? Ok. I rephrase the question?

Princess, what will you do—now?”

(that was the first time anyone ever called her ‘Princess’)

“Excuse me? Who said that?”

All was dark except for a bit of light that came through a window up high.

She thought she saw

something—a shadow move.

“Who’s there?”

“Ta-da! ‘Tis I—Monsieur Claude Chenille—‘World Traveler’; at your service, Princess.”

And just




a tiny caterpillar,

wearing a tiny beret,

come crawling


the wall

from the window

up above

and met her eye to eye.

“A talking caterpillar in a beret. Great. Now I’m losing my mind…”

“You were expecting a cricket, perhaps, eh? Or maybe a hippopotamus?”

“A talking caterpillar and a comedian! Well then funny little bug,

tell us a joke and cheer me up.”

“As you wish”.

And he bowed low

Cleared his throat:


“Who’s there?”


“Me who?”

“Exactly! Who are you?”

At this

the princess,




altogether crazy

for talking to a bug—and a bug wearing a beret no less—


“Ah—you know what they say, Princess-‘if you can’t laugh you will cry’!”

This, of course,

made her cry.

“Why do you call me ‘Princess’? Are you being mean to me?”

To which the little bug piped up: “Oh mon amie, non!

Are you not a Princess in need of a little joke??

Something to make you smile?

C’mon Cherie Poulet.

You know Me!

And you know I

would never leave you!

So, tell me-what are you going to do now?”

The Princess sighed,

wiped the tears from her eyes,

looked directly into Claude’s

“What choice do I have? I’m locked in prison if you hadn’t noticed.”

“Are you?”


“Did you check the door to make sure it was locked?”

Truth is,

she just

assumed it was locked.

Sure enough though—




“Did you think Fear could keep you locked up?”

“I—didn’t know…

But still,

that won’t solve anything.

They will look for me.”

“And you don’t want to run from

Fear, eh? Just shows up one night

and it’s ‘off with your head!’”

(her eyes lit with laughter at vision of it)


“Well, then” he turned to climb back

up the wall

to the window

where the light was fading—

“You know

what to do

and I have

other business

to tend to

so I bid you


“Wait!” She protested, “Don’t leave me here alone!”

“My dear, Princesse.” (and here Monsieur stressed the accent)

“You are never alone…”

And she exhausted, smiled,

closed her


and fell


Author: NZain


22 thoughts on “Prison”

      1. I don’t mean that in a light way, the caterpillar was truly adorable and both he and the princess’s reaction to him made me smile. And to give the advice that fear cannot actually imprison us, that is very wise. Such a pleasure to read.

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      2. Thank you for your thoughtful feedback. Smiling is the best reaction! Yes, Claude is a funny little wise guy—and a dear friend 😊
        We imprison ourselves-and we hold the key. Hope you have a wonderful day!🌻

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      1. My dear, I don’t know if my comments get to you on your posts. WordPress seems all upside down. It’s ALL spam and invisible ink. HA! But I’m sending you and your loved ones the best I have for a better future-hope. 💫

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      2. hello dear yes I checked and they are in SPAM, sorry for that, I don’t know why.😣😣..I will read them and get back to you
        Thank you dear for your wishes, it’s highly appreciated! I wish you the same ❤

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  1. Good evening my lovely soul, it was touching poem and very interesting as well, moment of happiness in the darkness❤️Hugs and kisses🤗and you were right it did putted smile on my face☺️

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    1. Oh good! I’m glad you liked it and it made you smile. Sometimes we just have to cry to then laugh again, no? But first, rest. Sleep. And this is what our princess must do now….
      Thanks for being here.
      Xoxo to you too!


  2. Oh wow I love this so much ☺️☺️. I really needed something lighthearted and happy today ⭐️🦋. It’s funny I guess if we don’t decide who we are, then the world around us will choose for us. I can’t say I really know who I am at all. I kind of drift. But I think it’s time to try and figure it out 😊. It’s so true that in this cruel world the girls exists in fear has led the cruel minority bully the majority into this dystopian world, and in this world, this girl was labelled as bad, and made a renovate. It makes me reflect that – Someone can call me dumb, but that does not make me dumb, someone can call me useless, but that does not make me useless. Their words have no power over me, unless I give them power. 🦄💪🏻I love that To this caterpillar 🐛the lady is a Princess, perhaps she is, perhaps she is not. How sweet though to be viewed as something lovely by a kind soul. 💗 in any case I guess it is so important to figure out for oneselves who we are, and to take control of our narrative – our story. This world doesn’t get to make the choice for us , we do😊🤔💗🦋. A lot to think about, indeed! Thanks for another wonderful post 💖☺️☺️☺️🦋. Look forward to the next one.

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      1. Well I saw that and was like ok, no problem be anonymous. But that’s too funny. 🙈
        Yes, anyone can send an anonymous comment. Even trolls. 👾🤖👺 I set it up that way.


  3. Self imposed bondage is the most restrictive form of punishment. How well you told us that the chains of fear can be broken. I mean, if a caterpillar wearing a beret can do it- why can’t I! Thank you for directing me here!

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    1. Thank you, Violet for saying so.
      Right? A caterpillar in a beret? How silly! Little wise guy. 😉
      Yes, the self imposed bondage—self punishment. Self-harm. Why?
      Glad I directed you here now-felt a little shy doing so-but you are welcome!


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