Best Queens Poems

The other me you'd be quite surprised
She wears high heels, makes up her eyes
she parades around, singing lively songs
telling bawdy jokes where she belongs

Upon the stage, she's not alone
for in that bar, the stage, her home.
Dressed head to foot in sequinned gowns
the punters watch her...

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OF AN EBONY HUED MID-SUMMER NIGHT DREAM
(Apropos of We Kings, Queens, and The Fiery Furnace)

Indeed, this is a day the Lord has made:-
Considering last night’s revelation dreaming,
Waking up into this day the Lord has made,
I must enjoy and be glad for being still vertical.

Although “The...

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Tell me your reasons and I shall tell you mine; never ceasing stories, but!?

Sheltered as a child and kept from the world, to soothe anothers scars....

Crippled through time these lives; life, psychologically mauled in maimed

Precipitations blades, leading the way while as carving stones of gray's

Jetison...

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Queens are all over, and there are festivals, parades, banners and stuff.
I wanted to be Corn Queen once, but they chose a girl from Council Bluff.
Our phenomenal state fairs have a bunch of pageants galore.
We watch these winners parade in with titles, banners, and more.

Miss...

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Compelled to tell her story
On her throne with pen in hand
A narrative of such glory
Revered through out the land

A story of a gentle breeze
Paired with a familiar essence
All who read the story agrees
It's been known since adolescence 

Making it rhyme didn't take long
The Queen was...

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All things that glow and move,
all things that change and pass,
I gather their delight
as in a burning-glass;
Judith Wright

The Queen's Conjurer
1.
'Given to magic and uncanny arts'
'Art mathematical' to make strange works
 Genius of movement artificial
Mechanical scarab perceived in flight
Miracles  and marvels  to rival ...

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Angels in snow
can not fly
Beautiful for the eyes

      ~

Angels in snow
do not sing
Sunshine diamonds

      ~

Angels in snow
a winter delight
We can create many

      ~

Angels in snow
sorrow and joy
Their hearts will burst

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This poem was inspired by a wonderful day, I was privileged to be invited to her majesty the Queen’s garden party 2015 in the grounds of Buckingham palace.

Human nature thrives on praise, a thank you given with a smile,
It makes you feel appreciated, loved, happy,...

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king and queens exist
royalty is out of date
sad, some still follow...

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She thought it will make her feel better
She found forever
Alone in the dark where he never left her
This thing it scares her
This dark terrifying endeavor,
where it could have her

Rinse
Bleed
Soak
Scream
Lather
Dirty is this Queen
But clean is how it will have her
Inside she dreams, of all the beautiful...

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DREAMS AND MINI BEAUTY 	   	    QUEENS








Held hostage in yards of lace and taffeta, they stand stiff and poised. 
Exhibiting a collage of
rhinestones and sequins sewn meticulously amongst every
frill and ruffle they rigidly 
parade the stage.
This gala event of frenzied...

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I should have seen it coming 
By the sad look on her face
Instead she had to say the 
words
Right now I need some space

Standing by the open door
In her mind she's already gone
One foot tapping on the floor
To the beat of another's song. 

It wasn't my first...

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Rise Up

Rise up to the blessing of another day.
To all that awaits you this moment.
To all that will challenge you and enlighten you.
 
Rise up to the opportunity to live in your truth and appreciate the truth of others.
To make a difference and matter to...

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I come from the borough of Queens, New York
My classmates call me a Klutz and a dork
Those names pervaded my soul, taking a toll
Being at the bottom of the totem pole.

Then Dad took me to the town of Tortilla Flat
I walked into a store, bought...

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Trees move the muse of poetry art
Their beauty is a ballad of heart.Quote poets own.
Trees to me are charming queens of earth 
Proudly they stand extending their girth
When springs young leaves upon branches grow
Whose heart could not be moved by the show.

Imagine the earth without...

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