Poem of the Week for last week

Part One

What do a raven and a writing desk have in common?

I have one of each.

Who am I? You ask

I am a rose alone

I am a raven on the coast

Forgotten and abandoned.

Part Two

So here I stand violin in hand

Hear my music; hear my pain, my sorrow

Part Three
Here I stand roses in hand

A white dress, a golden crown

A princess I was

I queen I am.
Update 3/8: I just realized I've already published this poem!


New Poem:


Grumblebunny
Oh, Grumblebunny
Tell me your story.
Is there a sack?
Is there a Wolf?
Grumblebunny
Oh, Grumblebunny
Tell me your story.
Are there Beavers?
Are there tall, tall trees?
Grumblebunny
Oh, Grumblebunny
Tell me your story.