Peter Bolton Poems
|1.||Solismar the Dragon||3/29/2013|
|2.||Brinna, The Girl Who Fed The Swans||3/31/2013|
|3.||The Veil of Tears||4/2/2013|
|5.||The Surrogate Princess||4/3/2013|
|6.||The Single Bulb||4/6/2013|
|8.||How to Become a Waiter||4/8/2013|
|9.||The Two brothers||4/13/2013|
|10.||The Perils of Habit||4/15/2013|
|12.||The Tablets of The Law||4/16/2013|
|13.||The Polo Shirt||4/16/2013|
|14.||The Two Ships - Illustrated||4/16/2013|
|15.||The End of Music||4/22/2013|
|17.||The Love Potion||4/30/2013|
|20.||With a Sunflower on Her Head||5/26/2013|
It was in the reign of King Harmon,
A king of great pride,
Who liked it to be seen that he listened to his people.
So his throne stood high, where he could hear their pleas presented.
To have this seat of beaten gold was insufficient in his view,
So from a far off land he summoned an artist, whose works were à la mode,
Of wondrous design in mosaic tile with minerals many-hued.
Behind him, on his dais, the king would have this Ciberon create a backdrop.
One that would match the imperi