Disney movies scared the bejeebers out of me as a kid.
Okay. Disney movies still scare the bejeebers out of me.
Back in October, I wrote about frightening fairy tales in our book club discussion of Ordinary Genius at Tweetspeak Poetry. (To this day I will not set foot inside a gingerbread house in the woods.)
The editors pulled my “Fantasia” poem and ran it this morning in Every Day Poems. (Have to feel good about appearing in this great poetry daily when just yesterday they featured Emily Brontë. Not that I’d suggest there was any reason to be making comparisons. You know. Anyway.)
Here, the poem:
You had to know.
Nothing good ever comes
of brooms that sprout up legs.
how they’d reproduce,
how they’d organize, mutinize. (read the rest at Every Day Poems)
And if you want to see something really scary, the offending scene from one of Disney’s finest films.
Photo: By Walt Disney Productions [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons