The Queen of Pandora
The Queen of Pandora
Knew from birth
The road she would travel
And what she was worth.
The forest she travelled
Whilst on her way
Was frightful with shadows
Ghosts of yesterday.
Goblins and gremlins.
Dragons and bears.
Quicksand and marshes.
Monsters in pairs!
Bows with their arrows.
Ripping her clothes.
Spears in their dozens.
Tigers in rows!
The prince came to save her
As the spear hit her heart
He bathed her and soothed her
He gave her, his heart.
For that she was grateful
And for all that he is
Her quest had been fateful
But she still had her wish.
For sure he was close
Much closer than most.
But something was missing
She wasn’t quite glistening.
Her wish was within her
Though the form was not clear.
She imagined it happening
sometime this year.
Her head filled with writing
Her heart filled with song
Soulful melody’s inviting
Fulfilments not long.
By Lorna Cameron
The Queen of Pandora
Knew from birth
The road she would travel
And what she was worth.
The forest she travelled
Whilst on her way
Was frightful with shadows
Ghosts of yesterday.
Goblins and gremlins.
Dragons and bears.
Quicksand and marshes.
Monsters in pairs!
Bows with their arrows.
Ripping her clothes.
Spears in their dozens.
Tigers in rows!
The prince came to save her
As the spear hit her heart
He bathed her and soothed her
He gave her, his heart.
For that she was grateful
And for all that he is
Her quest had been fateful
But she still had her wish.
For sure he was close
Much closer than most.
But something was missing
She wasn’t quite glistening.
Her wish was within her
Though the form was not clear.
She imagined it happening
sometime this year.
Her head filled with writing
Her heart filled with song
Soulful melody’s inviting
Fulfilments not long.
By Lorna Cameron
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