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Queen Of Thrace

The Queen of Thrace,
In gold and lace,
Readied her silver bow,

As she took aim,
To quell her pain,
Of a heart filled with woe,

So in azure blue,
The arrow flew,
And struck her lover's heart,

But no death came,
As love did reign,
From Cupid's arrow's part.

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love this. So clever.
Thank you for sharing.


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Excellent poem. I’ve an interesting story about Thrace (not that one). So here in town where I grew up my best friends were three brothers (youngest of which plays bass and sings on my records, links in the bio. Lol). So the oldest was in my classes and I hung out there all the time. There are a couple hundred acres behind their house and when we were like 12 years old that was our kingdom. The oldest brother was the creator of the entire thing and so he was emperor and he named me “The Royal Apothecary”. This is a few years before I became the defacto procurer of cannabis, mushrooms, and LSD for our group of friends.

Apothecaries in the late 19th and early 20th centuries would travel with wagons selling their remedies which were largely “snake oil”. To draw a crowd they would have a minstrel show travel with them town to town.

Finger boards of stringed instruments are typically made of rosewood which is a tropical family of trees (not roses) producing a rich dark wood that give off a sweet smell.

An apothecary might also refer to a glass front storage cabinet for displaying medicines and remedies. That cabinetry could conceivably be made of rosewood.

Hey that’s the name of the band Rosewood Apothecary

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Thx! Very interesting!!!

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Very enjoyable! Good job!



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I have very much liked the poem AND reading all of the comments you received !

*hugs, Cat

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