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Druid Queen

Druid Queen

She weaved the mistletoe
into her golden hair
Slipping on the long white dress
While waiting for the mist
To clear from the morning air
Her finger twisted a loose tress
At the circle of stones
The secret order assembled 
Impatient for the sun to break
Waiting in the darkness
Her body trembled
and her hands began to shake
At dawn’s first light 
The music broke the hush
and they began to dance
In and out of the stones
she was feeling the rush
It was as if she were in a trance
As the sun rose from the horizon
The maiden’s dance did captivate
Her body moving unfettered
The naysayers were denounced
Her image now the Druid queen incarnate
and into another time she entered

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He dominated his kingdom
As a true ruler never should
playing dominoes with servants
whenever he could

Although his indomitable skill
Preceded him in the land
His Dominican queen
could never understand

As head of the domicile
She banned it by demand
His passion for a stupid game
So random and unplanned

Her boredom was of the play
That never tested his skills
Just a game of luck she said
You should work on the treasury bill

Pressured by the queen’s wisdom
Which was pure omniscience
He finally let the dominoes fall
Terrified of her malificence

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Linda G Hill’s Stream of Conciousness Saturday – words that include ”dom”

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