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ArtistHighly detailed salt infused watercolour oil pastel ink painting of Breathtakingly Beautiful 18th century young woman with white hair and brilliant sky blue eyes wearing a velvet gown intricately embroidered with leaves, feathery fern-like finely divided and swirling, a mantle covered with glistening pearls, waiting in a field of yarrow flowers while a handsome young man wearing a top hat, a shirt with full sleeves and gathered ruffles at the wrists and neck, a coat, waistcoat, and tight-fitting trousers stopping just below the knee, fastened with buttons over stockings, Leather shoes featured square toes and low heels, decorated with metal shoe buckles, steps out of a horse drawn coach, soft early morning sun, rolling undulating landscape of yarrow and long grasses, covered in glittering dew drops, winding 18th century country road, 18th century castle far in the distance hazy within a mist. Arthur Rackham, Edward Robert Hughs, Monet, Masefield Parrish, James Holland
Another poem, playing with the wording to give hints about the plant Yarrow, its uses and other information, which I wrote around 2012. Will give a few samples of the unraveling of the hints.
Her name was Azulene
as her eyes were the bluest of blue
Some said she'd be Queen
while others spat things
that weren’t at all, at all, true,
“She’s the Devil’s plaything”
they whispered, then shouted
from their grey-green narrow doors
“It’s all because of her bright ideas”,
“We’ll forever be pitted
in sanguinary wars!
She’s trying to supplant Queen Nina
Did you see the lady’s mantle that she wore
as she rode the early stage coach
with General Tauhnic beside her
right up to Noble Yarrauh’s door.
It’s embroidered with a thousand leaves
and has piles and piles of divine pearls sewn on,
Unlike the emperor’s new clothes
the children do see this
extraordinary cloth.
Well, one knows all this fashion’ll do is amuse ‘cause,
as it is bestowed by Noble Yarrauh
she will become a meal for him
just another small pocket to go in
I’ll say, “Tut tut, black soot ‘n apples.”
I’s more irritated as she caused
Prince Hederich
to suffer an awful nose bleed
and many of our relations
scalds and burns
from boiling water that was heaved
from a cauldron over the parapet;
this bath serving as a solution
to pour upon those
shouting and banging at her door
for an impromptu lynching.
Well now it appears she hems in her rages
beneath an umbrella of tiny white flowers
holding them demurely, like a thousand seals
at her heart, while I believe
she brews up an apparition of female troubles.
Yes, she cast an incantation
to ensure seven years of love
We saw her sprinkle old man’s pepper
in a circle by the Ragweed
upon a golden ground.
We saw her through the oculus,
in a pasture, with her dog, Daisy at her skirt
She wore a large ring with a white arrow
probably to bring
forth a child’s birth.
Now the men do goggle at her
bloom’in June right to September
looking all hot and bothered
warm and sweating,
about their collars.
“Come now!” called Knight Milfoil
entering the center of the gathering crowd,
“Surely this talk is just jealous fevers
Lower the pressure, relax
Get some rest, break it up
Give all at least 24 hours.
But still they continued pouring forth
each their own peculiar
thoughts and accusations
driving all up to a feverish pitch
When really, all was just speculation...
Anna Steasiah should’ve been chosen
on that fair mid-summer day,
when the dew was drying in the early morning sun
She should’ve been the chosen one
by Prince Hederich to become first lady.
But then there came Milly Foyin,
repelling as an ornery gargoyle
she's the reason for the
brute operation
that brought a cauldron of water to boil.
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