Drag Queen Beauty

They’re loud and proud, brassy and flashy
Wigs that make Dolly Parton proud
Glitzy dresses that sparkle
Pounds of heavy make up
They’re buxom beauties
Feathered boas
Flamboyant
Drag queen
Men
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Kiser Avatar
February 21, 2019 at 3:06 AM
Everyone has t be something, otherwise what's the point of existence? When I'm not blue or purple or a unicorn...I'm an artist and a poet.
Krutsinger Avatar
February 21, 2019 at 7:12 AM
I like being a faerie too, and you - a dragon for sure!
Gilmour Avatar
February 19, 2019 at 5:08 PM
I love this Caren, your poem has transported me to the front row where I am drinking in the sheer joy they convey! Wonderful write - love it! Kindest thoughts Ann xx
Krutsinger Avatar
February 19, 2019 at 6:31 PM
They are insanely exciting and fun!
Kiser Avatar
February 19, 2019 at 8:48 AM
Bingo! Oh wait...no...you've got it right!
Krutsinger Avatar
February 19, 2019 at 6:31 PM
Thank you. I have been there twice. I cannot get enough of it.
Messina Avatar
February 19, 2019 at 6:00 AM
They could be quite entertaining I have to admit..lol One of my favorite movies is Victor Victoria...I guess Julie Andrews would be considered a drag king..lol
Krutsinger Avatar
February 19, 2019 at 8:05 AM
I guess she would be, and I have always liked her a bunch.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 19, 2019 at 5:51 AM
Great write! You caught the essence of the drag queen.
Krutsinger Avatar
February 19, 2019 at 8:05 AM
Thank you Kim. Their essence is terrific; so much self-confidence!
Gauthier Avatar
February 18, 2019 at 10:18 PM
I love it, Caren. Drag queens are SUPER FAB! I'm so envious of their FLAMBOYANCE.
Krutsinger Avatar
February 19, 2019 at 5:40 AM
I took my best gal pal to one of the drag queen shows, and we ended up in the front row. I was laughing so hard, I was throwing myself off my chair with sheer happiness. I feel like they are "my tribe". I am ready to be a drag queen next; too bad they are all men. I wonder if I could get by with this pretense?
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