A watery grave

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She sinks in the waters that envelop the Thin White Queen

Alone and comfortable she descends to the depths unseen

By moral eyes that ignore and reject her reign

As the assaults happen repeatedly again and again.

She succumbs to the pressure and sinks in mortal night

Falling free-fall into the shadows of a steely light

All hope is gone and none are there to see

The demise of the Thin White Queen in me

She passes suddenly into night and empty space

Stricken with the grief that quickens her heart apace

Driving her down into death for very certain

Drowning in the sea of sorrow and by all forgotten

Her holy Lord has seen her fall – the Black King

He watches over her bed and with faithfulness does sing

Of her love for Him, which draws her back from the brink

And gives her a ray of hope to make her think

Only a God can fill the gaping gap left by man

Who pursued her to death and left her pale and wan

She now triumphant over all her salient foes

Into the glory of the Black King goes…

Nowhere

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The Black Jack King is nowhere to be seen

Sitting with his feathers to preen

Watching and longing but never seeing or getting

Only the restlessness of a godless fretting

For the flesh and the unholy devil carps

Against those angelic harps

That play for loves restless game

But never get to say my name.

He’s nowhere and nothing now

Overtaken by other considerations how

The mind leaps and seeks to be free

As it seeks the reality of the Holy See

Seeking to be everywhere with the Lord the God

Who have His life and rested under the sod

That all human loves would be overwhelmed

And I to eternity would be always to send

My love so precious and revered

A souls redeemed and forever saved…

On the road

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The Thin White Queen is back on the road

To the Haj, the pilgrimage the heavy load

Climb the hill

Of loves cold chill

Waiting for the time to come

When the mind will overrun

And all will again be peace.

This striving this decrease

For something unreal

Will not unravel

The minds fair palace

Or release malice

But forever be safe and sound

Until snuggly underground…

Armies

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The armies of the Thin White Queen have mustered all their strength

Pawns lining the front lines reach for the wrench

Of life from death then whimper on the edge

She waits for the signal to start the whole barrage.

The Kings take up their places under her sovereign rule

Waiting for her charge and her approval to make their move

The knights joust for position to hear the battle cry

She waits for the moment as if under a waiting eye.

The bishops pray and to no mortal life they prevail

Waiting always in the wings they make the long tail

That only the few relate to they moaning sighs

Mumbling meaningless prayer through battles night.

The Thin White Queen raises her arm in readiness to move

The whole field on battle is now open for her to prove

She is who she says she is and full of life

Never to acquiesce to the war of heaven’s strife.

Put to rest

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The Black Jack King has finally been put to rest

Dead and buried in the grave with all the rest

Who grieved her mortal soul and left her for naught

Leaving love an empty blank and grief unsought.

He left one night and never found his way back

To the arms of love but hardly felt the lack

Of the ecstasy he once knew and felt

As at her knees he once worshipped and knelt

That loves pure warmth would warm his bones again

But choosing rather the cold flesh of another vain

Violent and rude the weary flesh did assault and leave

With the White King her nemesis her heart did grieve.

He soon forgot his lady and sought other friends

Now as she watches from the sidelines her heart rends

And all love weeps at the coldness of the war

That has changed her heart and led her so sore.

He is now put to rest in the cold dark sod

Under the judgment of heaven’s iron rod

Dashes in pieces like a potter’s marred vessel

His memory lingers not for he is loves vassal.

Love conquers all and will mend the heart of gold

A passion for the Black King has now taken hold…

Nothing in between

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“There’s nothing,” said the White Queen

“To life and death,” as she hovered between

Giving up the right to rule them all

Succumbing to the Black King she did fall

Away from her royal throne

Cut to the quick and the bone

She sank into the depth of the darkened sea

And all the holy light did flee.

He took her pale hand and raise her

Like a mighty ship from the depths there

Lifting her up beside his throne above

Where she will find love and prove

That love conquers all in life and death

And goes beyond the final breath…

The Verdant bed

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They lay on the grass and watched the birds overhead

“Is this the end of the line?” The Black King said

He lay there with the Thin White Queen

Waiting on the grass so fresh and green.

The sun beat down on their stoney faces

Turning them as horses in the traces

For they were waiting for the end to come

Two lovers in the midnight sun.

“Will you always be mine?” He said

As they turned to embrace on that verdant bed

The Thin White Queen never spoke a word

For she had gone before her voice was heard.

With a broken heart the Black King fell

Into the arms of his Belovèd as well

Together now they rest under the sod

Loving each other still and each other adored.

Who can break such a love as this

Dwelling together in heaven’s bliss

A gift of the Father, the Black Kings knight

To show the power of love in the night.

Holding on

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“I can handle the Black Jack King,” she said with certainty

“The question is, can He now handle me?”

For the Thin White Queen has come into her own

And the knights are rallying round as love has shown

Giving her the confidence to fight another day

Over the power of love she always holds sway

For the Black King loves her still

Though she looks pale and wan and lonely to fill

Her bed with weeping and looking for love

He her Lord and conqueror to prove.

Who will hold sway over the Thin White Queen?

When will the love of the Black King be seen?

She waits in patience for the Black Jack move

But his love has failed as she now does prove.

She cannot hold her love in holy bands

For the Black King is true loves man

He waits for her as she waits for him

A holy union in the face of death so grim

The royal pair are holding on and holding out

For true love’s prize a loving cup to flout

The power of the Black Jack King has passed

And only the pure love of two is held fast.

Centre

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The Thin White Queen is always alone

She sits in the centre of her royal throne

Waiting for her King to return

Enfold her in His arms again.

The Black King has promised her

All He has and will defer

All royal power to her sway

On that last great and final day.

She waits and longs to see His face

Who laid down His life in time and space

Now eternity becomes her waiting time

Love conquer all everlastingly sublime.

Scallywag pawns

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The scallywag pawns build their spliffs in the dark alley

Ruining the mind and the foray of a foolish sally

Knowing they are doing wrong doesn’t help

They talk at length to the rising Skelp

Who loves them enough to talk with them

About death’s door and the gate of heaven

Come out of the shadows and into the light

Let no more the enemy fright

So that you indulge in the risky business

Of this world’s scandals and opportune wiseness

Weary traveller, all though still so young at heart

Pierce through the gloom of deaths smart.