An Ice Princess returned to her still and peaceful
frozen kingdom; too much humanity in her sister's
sunny land of chaotic kaleidoscopic patterns of re-
curring debts and random decisions which flowed
together until resolving into pictures of excitement
without routine and security, filling her visit with an
unmusical noise, her sister nervous and fidgety
Queen of Hearts phrasing edicts on the Princess's
future hair-do's and the importance of losing weight,
the Queen preparing meals without proper utensils,
no sharp knife nor chopping board and no planning
when buying groceries nor in preparing a meal, the
Queen choosing to surprise herself in the now, like
Pratchett's character ‘Wen' the Eternally Surprised
Her sister's self-defeating sarcasm towards the land-
lady and litanies of litigation were self-contradictory,
Conan - dad sitting outside and taking his meals all
alone as difficulty chewing evokes derision; budget
constraints revealed in small meals - yet expensive
shampoo & creams; artificial joviality to conceal
irritation unsuccessfully - this inevitable
Unity in inability to escape each other also held a
strange charm, now back home the princess alone,
kids well-behaved & the strict Scorpion King ruling
through planning and discipline, an ordered world
without weird transactions and emotional blackmail
or continuous criticism, a velvet world of musical
vocalisation where creative activities take place
Without argument and blame...
[6 July 2014]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem