I Call Her, Helen Of My Castle Poem by A Waltz For Zizi
I Call Her, Helen Of My Castle
Rating: ★5.0
She rests in a wooden frame
adorned with sunflowers
a muse from long ago
lives
on the walls of my room.
they stole her hair
to make the sun
since then
she wears it short.
Night comes with wheels
the wheels of the horses.
They come with wooden horses
to lay waste on my kingdom
I know the story.
gasoline and fire
is all I need.
Friday, October 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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4/26/2024 11:18:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
excellent i like this imagery very much a touch of magic I like the feeling of this poem