Showing posts with label baby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baby. Show all posts

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Worthy heir...Poem #13

NaPoWriMo
WORTHY HEIR - Poem # 13   Writing kennings today...

Their  means of travel
is a Rolls-Royce
He steps out wearing a
penguin suit; she,
Princess Diana like gown
A conscientious and poised pair,
their demeanor is Savoir-Faire,
They have the ability
to communicate
between blue-blooded
and red-blooded citizenry;
are mind-worthy
of their nobility and crowns;
trendy yet traditional -
in a nice kind of way
Ladies in waiting bow,
soldiers stand attentively
But almost of walking age,
who is it that steals the show-
a handsome Prince George
who already seems to know
how to sieze- the- day
Certainly he'll grow
to be an officer-gentleman,
will be a genuine good leader,
Surely a worldly statesman.
peace-maker
Of course, too,
he will be a heart-breaker




Tuesday, July 16, 2013

To curtsy or to bow..


It's Open link night at dversepoets.com today where we are celebrating the two year anniversary of this supportive and welcoming worldwide poetry website...
We love parades,

adhering to elaborate traditions, 
pomp and circumstance;   
ceremonies seem oh so relevant,
but why are the Who's Who 
of an empire, heads of state, 
uniforms, polo 
and prominent noses important?
What about who designs planes,
who runs in the special Olympics,
or what about a man on the moon?
Isn't the balance of power out of balance?
What does it mean to want to be top dog, 
to eat from a silver spoon?
Britain's monarchy is at the center -
with a stigma of being Stuffy, finding change difficult yet
However, we love kind, down to earth Queen Elizabeth; 
we remember her beautiful sister, Princess Margaret
They began their reign with important reforms -
Optimism above all, expressing a need to be
near the people, dedication and service
People love having their lives linked with affection 
and loyalty - and royalty remains
as set examples to emulate -
of virtues and artful living, caring for one another
Even though she lives in a palace in London, 
she gives her 100%; she put up with The Beattles
burning holes in her rug with cigarettes
So the future king or queen will be borne this week,
to perpetuate the family's domain;  
Surely a prince or princess will resemble William and Kate,
let's hope he or she is a cute baby,
for often it's not the case 
when two such attractive people mate
I hope in spite of all the pandering and ceremony, 
there is kind of normalcy;
for with new leaders of a kingdom
the marked emphasis now should be
the content of one's character, 
not what weight the crown in jewels or gold, 
nor taste in hattery.
Kings of old may have acted insanely;
today their soundness of mind will lead 
us into the future;
And when the new baby arrives,
we will salute him or her,
pray goodness and mercy
shall follow as the old is replaced with the new. 
Soon we will know whether to bow or curtsy -
whether the royal diapers will be pink or blue