THE GLITTER QUEEN
Cairene, Cairene, The Glitter Queen ~
Once she danced upon marbled pedestals;
Now she dwells behind rainbow'd screens
In the Gardens of her Soul ~
Her flowers grow like streams of moonbows
Over the waterfalls of her heart ~
Blue Moons beckon her to look beyond
Reflections sparkling in Datura nights ~
Dreams take her dancing along moonbeams
With diamonds across the sky
Out of her world
Into the destiny of her Soul.
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| WORDS THAT WERE NEVER SPOKEN | 1 | 11/01/2010 |
| DEPARTURE | 0 | 11/01/2010 |
| DANCING OVER THE RAINBOW | 0 | 11/01/2010 |
| Barriers of Perception | 1 | 10/25/2010 |
| SOMEWHERE BETWEEN THE SHORES | 2 | 02/26/2010 |
| WATERFALLS OF TEARS | 1 | 02/15/2010 |
| THE GLITTER QUEEN | 1 | 02/10/2010 |
| OVERTURE RAPTURE | 0 | 02/10/2010 |
| In Memory of "Grand-Daddy Bob" | 0 | 02/10/2010 |
| SOMEWHERE BETWEEN | 0 | 02/10/2010 |
| Wanderlust | 0 | 08/24/2009 |
| Free To Be Happy | 2 | 08/03/2009 |
| Kauai Warrioress Memoirs | 0 | 05/25/2009 |
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