Aragonite Poems - Poems about Aragonite

...Cheers to my mother I’ll share a tale, After a swig of lime-soaked gin, To which I’ll use the drink to avail, Words worthy of an eyesight’s spin: There lives a queen with hair so red, Whose cr......Read the rest...

...There lives a queen named Maeve the Red, Whose crown was her very cerise hair, Which pours from her head as if it bled, A tindered incandescent flare. Her eyes are curuscating refined malachite......Read the rest...