Peace Princess Poems

“…Your life is sacred. There is and always has been a path for your soul, and if you follow that path, it will lead you...

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Thy arms are opened
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Queen of the Empire 
Shining brightly 
Through golden ages
A Torch of Humanity 
Bringing Robust British Prosperity 
To all wholesomely!

Queen of the Empire 
Touching all shores...

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She was the people’s princess  for our time
And we loved her for herself so divine
But her prince was not at all charming
Who lived his...

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On days like these.
I feel the need. 
When lovers roam.
Driven a part, I need these
Feel my hand the reason it bleeds
and most of all I...

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My love, my heart, my soul is my gift to you
Your smile, your love is the only reward I would want

Precious, like a gem made...

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Succumbing to enchantment of creative fantasy
exempted from idolatry midst make-believe freedom’s ecstasy
I behold myself among charity princesses, exuding sweet fervency
melding Venus and Aphrodite’s attributes toward...

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It was a secret mission  
A vote was cast to make the decision 
More yeas then neighs 
Powers that be did say 
To keep...

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My eighteen yeared daughter
living and dreaming with Fetal Alcohol Syndrome,
As she grows up and out
hopes to become

"An old princess
with long purple hair
living in a GroupHome."

I'm...

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The Fashion Zebra

I am a flake. 
That is the term for people that do not follow through. 
It may not be fair. I have spent...

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The New Preacher, 
“Hear My Words”

Are you listening. 
I am saying things very clearly. 
You need to keep trying. 
Are you talking to me?
Am I...

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The Garden at Grandma’s

The house is quiet, the chores are all done. 
We have gathered in the place out back. 
There is pit for a...

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Mirror Mirror

Do not lie. I know that you want to. 
I know that you may need to.  
I am broken, and soon…
You will be...

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Dark Times

Times we celebrate, to be who we are not. 
Bleak times, diseased remembrances. 
Why?
You know.
You know because deep inside…

You have hid under a blanket...

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A Wedding Day

Cleaning the church is a privilege. 
I go every Saturday, humbly to serve. 
It is not a boast, it is small gratitude paid,...

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