The Princess, the Process, the Peace, and Other Musings
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Princess Her soul shines amidst the dark tone Of her raven locks and deep eyes To cast a pure and complete warmth, Which might draw a man from desperate cries To a world of new heights and hopes, An air this boy has never known Since he fell and has had to cope With the twisted time he has spent alone. Aye – a true vision to value While most senses here are so subdued, Her face had me heed all those thoughts I had formerly feared and fought So honest Was I too bold to know to stop, Or did I try to feel too much, So sensitive For I was told she reigned atop As a Princess always to adore. She’s called the Princess in her palace – Duly so for her fine form soars Through the minds of men whom be lured To see the wonder of what she is. The smile by which I was so graced Helped me from my quite forlorn place And altered the sense that chose the way I led to bring me to this stage, Which does little to soothe the rage, That stems from my well guarded stay, Despite the madness I’ve been told, Donna gave me a sense so lovely to hold. RVM (7/21/89)
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This book is a collection of poems concerning inspiration from women of the author’s adoration, political issues that demand commentary, airs of personal reflection, and honest regards of figures that have passed.
About the Author
Robert Vincent Mallouk, forty-eight, is the thirty-one-year survivor of a head injury from a severe car accident from which he weathered a six-week coma. While pursuing aggressive physical and occupational therapy, he completed high school and college. He has been an accomplished volunteer serving in multiple capacities for such organizations as A. I. DuPont Children’s Hospital, Delaware Association for Adult and Community Education, and the United Way of Delaware.