Extra Red Wine
March 10, 2020
Wine and Cyanide Poured into a glass The cook had made a plan She’d kill the queen And steal the jewels For the maiden needed fame Her heart depended on this dear plan For it would shatter if it failed As she would lose the maiden Along with any chance at...
The Maiden
February 11, 2020
Dressed in a black satin dress Her hair is almost always a mess She’s cunning and divine Her lips bright red Against her will For natural is more her style She danced and twirled At this midnight ball She was ordered to attend A suitor she needs To keep...
Bon Appetit
January 28, 2020
The cook serves food To one and all Who venture through the castle One fateful night Came through a maiden Who did not leave her sight The cook was drawn Right to this maiden As she danced the night away With two left feet She tried to fit in ...
The Tale Of The White Queen
January 21, 2020
The White Queen sits on her bright golden throne, Over the kingdom she calls her own. Let the people come and all the bells ring For it is time for me to tell about when I was king. We were like two Junebugs on a fine summer’s night, For hours we cuddled to our own delight....
Pretty Eyes
January 8, 2020
Sunday afternoons, Will always be our time Before heartbreak, before pain Long before our comfort is disturbed. Where we’ll drift off during movies In the dark evenings of autumn Awkward limbs tangling together As I reach for the mug in your grips. Sunday mornings, ...