House of CardsA Poem by English RoseThere they all were: Framed in white and blue An optic illusory speck Against gauzy yellow horizon Anna a porcelain doll Such an awkward age Hands clasped tight Hoping she could Ooze in to the bed of poppies And vanish. Papa ordering the muzhiks about Mama set in to her needlework Fingers deftly weaving In and out, in and out And of course Nanny Lined like a well loved leather boot Dispensing wisdom That no one wished to hear. Some years afterward People wondered where they had gone. Snow White crushed by Rose Red In the exodus Of lost princesses Spirited away by knights in shining armour Languishing in coral boudoirs Pawning eggs and pearls Incredulously lamenting their untimely Fall from grace. © 2009 English Rose |
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1 Review Added on September 5, 2009 AuthorEnglish RoseLincoln, United KingdomAboutI write poetry inspired by art, history and nature, the soul. more..Writing
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