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Word Prompt: Queen

From where she perches,

Canary caged at her side

(a snap will cue her favorite song),

She has done no wrong

Ignore the thickened scars

Her people wear on brittled skin

Weak and coward

Bitter with toxic flames

Blasphemy squirming under mute tongues

Clenched teeth ground to stubs

For the queen, her grace

Black venom shaped in doughy curves

Lines crossed to suit her whim

Of hearts, she claims none,

Of diamonds, she wears them all,

With clubs, she flails an iron fist

While three spades linger in shadow

‘Til the day she falls

 

 

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About 365 Things to Write About

I'm inspired by almost anything and everything creative - nature, architecture, art, words, music...I like to roam along streets, through foreign countries, and within my mind where the world is full of endless possibilities. I dream of being an idealist, but I've experienced too many harsh realities for that wish to ever be true. Therefore, I look for the hope and the good in small nuances, and I express my thoughts and feelings about the world around me on pages and canvases whenever I can.

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