Gary Smith Poet Rhyme

I Was King

Our realm, our secret world

Gnarled and weather worn,

Mystical, and mighty

Convoluted in its form.

As we played, its oaken trunk

Became our royal tower,

I played King, lording it,

Revelling in my power.
















Entry for
MAY 2019 no 6,ANY FORM,ANY THEME,
UP TO A MAX OF 8(EIGHT )Lines Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand.
18/5/2019.Placed 5th.

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Line Gauthier May 22, 2019 at 8:38 PM Lovely, Gary. Congrats. Gary Smith May 23, 2019 at 4:38 AM Thank you Line. :)

Kim Rodrigues May 22, 2019 at 10:50 AM So beautiful and goes along nicely with the picture! Gary Smith May 22, 2019 at 11:14 AM Thank you Kim. :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart May 22, 2019 at 10:43 AM This is awesome! :))) Congratulations for your win Gary! xomo Gary Smith May 22, 2019 at 11:13 AM Thank you Maureen. :)