In this world of long ago

In this world of long ago

In this world of long ago, There were Kings, Queens and Dragons you know. This is a world with magic abound, And Knights that carried great swords around. In castles we built with halls echoing with sound, And on the occasion a dragon would burn it to the ground. The Wizards cast spells which might brighten the night, While the Knights would ride into battle with all their might. With Maidens dressed up in their grand dresses and hats. The Jester makes jokes as his belly he rubs while at his head he pats. While this you might think is a fantasy tale, Can’t you hear me ask for the mead or at least pass the ale? Poem Style – Quatrain / Poem Catagory – History Written by Lady...

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Memories

Memories

In my own small world of loneliness all I have is memories to reminisce Even though many are of happy times there are many that only bring despair With some memories I would not change a thing where others I must take caution and care Only days ago I wanted an end to the memories I see So I took something to make the end of me Now I have one more memory of a world that was about to end Only to be brought back to the loneliness I spend Poem Style – No Style Format / Poem Catagory – Personal Written by Lady Kathleen

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Cherished Moments

Cherished Moments

Special day full of emotions we two share. Memories of a time that can never be replaced Past treasures, cherished moments beyond compare. The bride surprises the groom*s heart with flair, Arriving in a horse drawn carriage — slow pace. Special day full of emotions we two share. The carriage master did not stop at the square, But around the sunken garden he did trace. Past treasures, cherished moments beyond compare. Soft music in the background playing “I Swear.” Enchanted gardens full of springtime and grace. Special day full of emotions we two share. Him handsomely and in black, Her standing there, White and flowing dress made of pearls and soft lace. Past treasures, cherished moments beyond compare. In front of the crowd, we do vow and...

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Beauty

Beauty

They say that beauty is yours to behold But we do see things differently too What beauty is to me you might see gold Or maybe you will see it all askew. Now beauty is to me is what is new It has ten toes and fingers that are small And will smile up at you when you say ‘Coo’ And all this joy is wrapped in a small ball. This type of beauty can at times enthrall The biggest men of all and make them cry. As this small bundle can bring joy to all, And some can not explain the how or why. So beauty is to me a baby born As they do make me feel I am reborn Poem Style – Sonnet / Poem Catagory – Family Written by Lady...

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