Ballad of the Ice-Queen

by Ben Szwediuk

The Ice-Queen cometh and writ upon her crown
were names of men whose hearts she's seized and crushed into the ground.

The Ice-Queen Cometh and hung upon her words
the hopes and dreams of lonely poets and the common lust of herds

The Ice-Queen dances innocent,
and weaves unknowing lurid patterns
wrought on eyes of frost laden victims
of lies weaved in purest satin

The Ice-Queen cometh and whispered in her bed
the longings of the men who bought all she thought and said.
I pray the witch one day draws her icy claws
from my f--king head.

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Apr 22, 2011
by: McCollonough Ceili

I like your poem the ending made me Laugh.

Apr 21, 2011
Fight ice with fire -response poem
by: VenusDeMileage

Fire Queen come she,
To rip the cold one?s claws from thee.
Fire Queen loves he,
And kills the witch with drooling glee.

Fire Queen come she,
To torch the cold,

With my love - all of it

J x

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