A cup of tea, a glass of wine,
you, me.
Yes, this is right.
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Trying Rispetto
Sitting within the deep waters of the sea,
I can see you degrading, getting caught in
time, understanding which ain’t my cup of tea,
I know you want to get rid of your past sin.
You wait for someone to come, pay no pity
but that being must treat you with that dignity-
respect you long for, I know you do want bliss,
Oh the mighty city of the Atlantis.
Rules-
1. Poem is comprised of 8 eleven-syllable lines, usually one stanza.
2. General rhyme scheme- ababccdd
The Queen’s Dreams
Queen of United Kingdom (as well as Canada, Australia, and other Commonwealth realms) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The Queen sat on her regal throne,
surveying all she could see;
(but really all she wanted
was a lovely cup of tea.)
Crowds were waiting with baited breath,
the flags were all a flutter.
Cameras flashed from left to right
(Tea with scones and some butter!)
Reporters pushed and jostled the crowd;
Policeman guarded the path,
visitors cheered and children waved
(after tea, a bubble bath?)
Back home at the palace, all alone
she kicked off her royal shoes,
sank into her favourite comfy chair
(and wiggled her aching toes)
Hither and thither the corgis scamper,
pleased to be back at home -
Emma, Linnet, Holly, and Willow
(Oh for some time alone!)
The Queen was tired and went to bed,
she snuggled down to rest;
thinking of the day’s events
(My job is just the best!)
© The Queen’s Dreams 2012
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
