Alone, I am, but not for long.
I am the Queen, I will stay strong.
If the King finds me, I'll exit the throng
In this game of Solitaire.
Most of the court has had their backs turned,
And because of this I am concerned.
Why haven't any of them returned?
Swallowed up by the dark; Solitaire.
The little ones are everywhere,
And though they are joyful, I am in despair.
It saddens me that no one will care
About my place in Solitaire.
I still remain, my heart full of dread.
My friends, the same color as me, have all fled,
Find my match quick, a black for my red,
Or I will always be Solitaire.
Author notes
...And yet another bad poem by me! Man, I must not be in a poetic mood at the moment. Oh yeah: Elephant String.
A contest entry
- Random-inoes! by The Green Elf.
450 points, ended November 13, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Does this poem stink or what?
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personally
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Definitely random =)
Despair is how you'd spell that, not with an 'i'. But that's all that I saw was in error.
Great job though! I liked the concept... I love playing Solitaire ^_^ -
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Yay! <3
But I have to admit, my poems have been a bit suckish lately...
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