The Red Queen

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She is silent and still having served a mighty shock

From a lover, once close but heart now a rock

Throwing her over for something less than real

The Red Queen acquiesces over the unfair deal.

He pushed her far away from his life

Separate and silent they side-step the strife

That would upset the royal court of love

Each seeking their own psyche to prove

That love will find a way, but not with her

The Red Queen fights the hurtful burr

As he roves out of sight to pastures of another

Leaving her heart broken and in need of a lover

Who will eternally keep her out of the gloom

And fill all her dreams in the world of no doom

Take flight as The Red Queen surely will

To mend her soul and tragedy and beauty fill

Her mind now open and being set free from the past

With The Thin White Queen who will keep her fast…

Two Dark Knights

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Never leaving the confines of the castle walls

The perpetual psyche forever falls

To the grace of peace in the white and frosty glare

Of the walls that bind them in to a home so fair

That keeps them dreaming of better things

And visions of all that money brings

To buy and sell their way out of bliss

Counting this world better than all of this

That is offered them from the hand of the White Queen

Who glides past and yet to them is seldom seen

That she has the answer to their golden dream

They wait and work and seek the better life

Without rancour in this outside world of strife

They live lives within the walls of peace

A prison for the mind and imagination deceased

That constant trial for the novel edge

The seeming constant billow of a sudden rage

That destroys all in its path to life and love

Conquering the hand within the glove…

Fly away

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She bought a coat of deepest softest blue

To cover her mortal frame from the wetness of the dew.

It rippled down like many muscles on her body

Like blue clouds in a sky so full and bonny

Keeping her free from the chill of the night

And dry as she walked home to imbibe the light

Of her majestic abode so rich and rare

Where many people would stop and stare

At colours and the myriad of the deepest blues

The fascination of the multitude of hues

That inhabit the skies where she looks up

For the promised Black King will come back up

To claim His true and lasting lover

And she her true beloved forever cover

The robe of the deepest blue

Royalty is ever her opinion due

Keep her warm until the day

When the Thin White Queen will fly away…

Into Her own

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The Thin White Queen has come into her own

Her confidence and psyche have exponentially grown

Into the faith and trust in her lover The Black King

Who has taught her all she knows and will bring

Into the arena of life to show all who quibble

At one so defeated reduced and with heart-trouble

That has weighed her down but no more

She stands alone on a far distant shore

From all who have neglected and reduced

Her love to nothing but a concept produced

By bigotry, snobbery and all that is unholy

Rejected by her as one so lowly

Never again to need the praise of human folly

But upright living in heaven’s open beauty

That will last forever in her psyche and in rest

The only one, the brightest and the best.

Ruby wine

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The Queen sips on her glass of ruby red wine

The clock ticks forever and all the time

Waiting for someone who will never come

Alone she sits and waits for kingdom come.

He is so far away and out of sight

The Black and steely spectre of the Knight

Who wants her but she does not respond

The shadow of another brings despond.

The murky depths envelop her heart and mind

Making her view of love so deeply blind

Waiting for the one of thoughts and wishes

Who never leaves his situation so suspicious

Because of the gloom descended from above

That keeps his heart in chains of love

Her separation is now complete

The end game the mercy seat

There she will find the last reprieve

As to her Lord, the Black King she will grieve

That He loves her still and keeps her true

Bringing he gently and safely through.

Heartfrost

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The coldness of the hoar frost has taken hold

Of a heart doomed to be alone and bold

To live a life devoid of love and care

No fruit of affection to show or share

For the chill winter has entered the inner chambers

Of the Thin White Queen to rebuff the strangers

That show the interest in her frail form

Cast from Adamantium and long time born

To bear the weight of her sins reprieve

On the upper arm of her delicate sleeve

The chilly night will keep her safe and warm

From loves cold blast and the morning dawn

Colder still from days gone by

Hope lost and the question why

Is never resolved for the White King is lost

And she left to suffer the arrows of riposte.

The Banquet

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The Queens and Kings are gathering for the long repast

The knights and Ladies are wondering how long it will last

Until all festivities are over and the table load

Will give way to life in the warm abode.

The Queen resides over the sumptuous affair

The King reaches out and dishes out as the glorious pair

Stand rampant over the tables of delights

And all the little pawns over the best bits fights

Come Ladies and Lords and enjoy the feast

Provided for you by the hand of the least

And best of the court of the Interpreter’s house

As the knights in armour kindly joust

Through all the handmade delights and dishes

And every heart gains their heartfelt wishes.

Come bishops and rooks from your earthly home

Eat of the feast before it is all past and gone

All are welcome at the festal board

As the heart of the Black King is adored.

The White Queen eats her meagre meal

Enjoying the fellowship of the friendship deal

The Black and White Queens and their attendant Kings

Over the whole festival board eternal sings.

The Scallywag King

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Otherwise known as the Jack of hearts

He breaks her heart in two parts

Leaves her in the grip of fear

The tempest tosses far and near

As over the precipice she goes one more time

To prove the strength of the love divine

The Black King is always there

And His holy love will daily share.

Once more the waves overwhelm her bark

As into the night she moves out of the dark

And into the realms of His powerful heart.

Who will break the eternal twist of fate

That holds her down to retaliate

Against the failure of a love once known

But now gone but not forgotten and shown

In the dreams of the Thin White Queen

And the psyche of The Red Queen now seen

The Scallywag King is out of sorts

As the Black Jack King in another report.

Saviour and Lord is now The Black King

He over His own loves will forever bring

Love out of hate and victory over failure

As their faces turn and appear paler

Than all the dresses of the Thin White Queen to see

As they stand triumphant over the White King and agree

That love is the key to it all

And the heart will never again fall…

Two White Queens

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They sit enthroned in rainbow coloured splendour

Opposing sides they discuss the issues to render

The atmosphere tense and full of opposition

The soul rampant in the awkward disposition.

The Thin White Queen is out of sorts

The spirit in her offended and the scars she sports

Open wounds that are slow to heal and cover

Over those inflicted by a loveless lover.

The Spirit is willing but the flesh is weak

To embrace the Truth and in the Book to seek

Eternal truths that will make the psyche strong

Making the evening drag and seem so long.

They joust and speak and the words are wasted

After the heat of the food they have tasted

Happy She acquiesces to the initial attack

But wins the day with the quietness of turning back

The mind and fortifying all the thoughts and dreams

That give the strength of the Black Kings eternal realms.

He is always there, though too much in the shadows

Of the spurious claims of a false spirits hallows

The Thin White Queen will stick with the glorious mind

That to the court of truth will her forever bind.

Black jacket

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Searching for something different something rare

Through the catacombs of choice she finds it there

The jacket fit for a Black Jack King again

To wear when he comes again to reign.

She slips it on and it fits a treat

So sleek, tailored for a heart so weak

That cannot resist to temptation so bold

That over her psyche has a bondage hold.

The jacket is slim and suitably black

Over her shoulders it drapes with no lack

Of style and grace and O so great vigour

Of a gun that necessarily pulls the trigger

On the start of the treadmill down to doom

Fighting a love forgotten so soon.

Who is this Back Jack I see in the reflection

Of one so cool and calm – a recollection

Of one once loved but now so far way

A Black Jack King once more holds sway.

The jacket is torn and it’s decor is dim

Once worn brightly by the beautiful him

Who loved her so but now is gone

Into the depths of the great beyond.

Clinging to the Black she sees no hope

The tears and regrets in her heart do choke

The passionate love they once did share

Leaving her neglected, abused and bare.

Peeling off the wretched choice

Raising up a woman’s voice

To salve the pain and slake the blood

Pointing always to a hearts full flood…