Soft and petite
U would mistake her for weak
She is half woman half god
Dutifully wearing her crown, king
When life visits her in form of red fluid and pain
She knows even in that there is life to gain
A home,queen,girl she is all of these
If somehow u forgot that, remember this
Sep 02, 2017
Queen
About This Poem
Last Few Words: I was having mad cramps
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
How does this theme appeal to you?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - draft
Comments
Sewie
A short write of a Queen, there could be much more to this it started and needed to carry on a little more.
Yours Ian..
Oh
I thought so too... but I went blank