The Wedding of the Damned
A Poem About Love and Death
When she was but a little Child,
Her Dreams were never very wild.
A Handsome Prince who shines so bright
Upon a Horse, so snowy white,
To carry her off in the Night.
So Lovely.
Her Years now are not quite so few,
Her Dreams are cold and seldom, too.
A Sage upon a sable Steed
Comes from the Darkness, in great need,
And off with Her he gathers speed.
So Distant.
Her Eyes are Veiled and cannot See
The Sage, the Darkness, What Will Be.
The Vows are spoken, Binding True
Her Heart and His, and so the Two
Become the One. She says, “I do.”
So Tragic.
This is the Wedding of the Damned.
The Dead rejoice with lifted hand
As She, the Fabled Queen returns
And sits upon the Throne that burns.
In Requiem, the Court adjourns.
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Michelle Truman | Prose and Puns | Noyath Books
I fell in love with speculative fiction and poetry many years ago, but I have precious little time to write any. It was high time I started making Prose and Puns a priority, starting with Purple Poetry, Auqredis, and the World of Noyath.
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When We Were Very Young
In another box set that my parents got me when I was younger contained four books by A.A. Milne. 'When We Were Very Young' is a collection of poems that Milne wrote for his son Christopher Robin. This is a book that is full of references to Mr. Edward Bear, but a lot of the poems give some various descriptions of life of a very young child and where, when, how and why they do what they do. The illustrations are quite cute for you can see what Christopher Robin is and may be thinking. Also, Pooh Bear does make his self-known at various points. I have read these verses many, many times over the years and each time make me feel good about myself.
By Mark Graham2 days ago in Critique
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💚🖤💙💜 great flow love this
Wow! That’s great!
I love the rhythm of this poem. Thoroughly enjoyable!