"marceline" poems
As much as I wanted to rule the Candy Kingdom,
My hair is not pink, nor is it a bubblegum.
And when I sought to live in another dimension,
The lumpy space princess had already taken the throne.
I heard of flame princess too. Yes, that girl's on fire!
But to burn unceasingly is something I don't desire.
So I faced the mirror, and stared too long at my pale skin.
Asked myself, could I be Marceline – the Vampire Queen?
Yet there was always something I lacked to be "Princess Somebody"
Hence I gave up becoming one since the world is full of it already.
Instead, like Jake's best buddy – the human - Finn,
I gladly became your "forever alone" companion.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 8:25 AM UTC
Marceline
This magic keeps me alive
Its just you
and me--
The wreakage of the world
I'm afraid
You're going to lose me,
Yet I need to save you
but who's going to save
Me?
And I know you're going
To need me
here
with you
but I'm losing myself
I can feel myself
Slipping away
And its making me crazy
I remember that—
what it made me say
but I'm losing myself
I saw you frown
I swear,
it wasn't me.
It was the crown.
Please forgive me
For whatever I do
when I don't remember
You
This must be
So confusing
For a little girl
This magic keeps me alive
you pitiful old man.
You're so annoying,
you find me,
and start
hanging around
but you're really
really
really nuts
Just another lame excuse
to see me.
Man, It's getting me down.
I'd like to help you,
but I don't know if I can.
Every time I move, eventually,
I thought you were nuts,
You know, I'm actually glad..
. to see you.
Maybe
I'm the one
who's
Nuts.
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 11:42 AM UTC
i miss you marceline
a girl of the night,
a vampire, sharp teeth shining white
though the biggest fright
you gave me was when you left my sight
i spent so long waiting for you to come back and make it alright
its been so long, im almost used to being on my own, but not quite
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 1:32 AM UTC
Les Roses de Saadi by Marceline Desbordes-Valmore
J'ai voulu ce matin te rapporter des roses;
Mais j'en avais tant pris dans mes ceintures closes
Que les noeuds trop serrés n'ont pu les contenir.
Les noeuds ont éclaté. Les roses envolées
Dans le vent, à la mer s'en sont toutes allées.
Elles ont suivi l'eau pour ne plus revenir.
La vague en a paru rouge et comme enflammée.
Ce soir, ma robe encore en est toute embaumée . . .
Respires-en sur moi l'odorant souvenir
The Roses of Saadi by Marceline Desbordes-Valmore
I wanted to bring you roses this morning;
But I had closed so many in my sash
That the knots were too tight to contain
them.
The knots split.
The roses blew away.
All blew off to the sea,
borne by the wind,
Carried to the water, never to return.
The waves looked red as if inflamed.
Tonight, my dress is still perfumed.
Breathe in the fragrant memory.
Eau de parfum: mémoire en bouteille
by Grace Haak
The remembrance reverberates.
I see a silk sash stuffed with splendor
Trinkets collected from a local vendor
Knots tied up as if a form of art
Thorns pressed up against my heart
But for you, I’d pierce my soul.
The recollection resonates.
I feel wind entangle my hair in twists
Matted and messy from soft sea mist
Dripping and damp from a walk too far
Only thought is getting to where you are
But for you, I’d run forever.
The reminiscence resounds.
I smell a sweet scent of rose
The kind that always tickles my nose
Stuck in an overpowering haze
A sickly aroma drags me into a daze
But for you, I’d plant a garden.
Sometimes, when I forget to forget you
I leave the sea with crushed petals
and stained hands.
The blood on my hands
is yours.
I’ll wither and wilt,
wondering why
you left all your flowers
when you said goodbye.
When I knock back my own perfume,
the roses re-echo
he loves me he loves me not he loves me he loves me not
Poor girl. He doesn’t even give you a thought.
Apr 13, 2021
Apr 13, 2021 at 12:59 AM UTC
I watched him stalk through the evergreens
In his black top hat and tails,
Just like some figure, lost in dreams
Or a voodoo doll, with wails,
I’d heard that they called him Doctor Bones
And thought that I could see why,
With teeth that gleamed like white tombstones
And a hole for a missing eye.
‘You conjure him up,’ said Marceline,
‘You bring him back from the grave,
His ancestors had laid him down
He was much too bad to save.’
She called Darleen and she told her, ‘go,
Bring a ritual bird to slay,
We have to get rid of Doctor Bones
Or Marc may die today.’
I lay back on the verandah, and
I fell in a tranceful stare,
I looked on out to the evergreens
And knew I could see him there,
He carried a stick and danced about
Then bowed with a sweep of his hat,
‘He’s dancing upon my grave,’ I said,
‘Now what do you think of that?’
Darleen came back with a feathered bird
And she danced and swung it round,
Filling the air with feathers as she
Dashed the bird on the ground,
‘Get back to the grave you came from,’
Marceline screeched out to the wood,
And Doctor Bones responded with moans
Then sank to his knees in mud.
They said that they broke my fever as
The bird had screeched at the last,
They wiped its blood all over my face
Where it seemed to set, like a cast,
I rose up out of my torpor and
Saw Darleen clutching the cat,
While I was stood by the mirror, and
Was wearing his tails and hat!
David Lewis Paget
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 11:28 PM UTC
my dad might not rule the nightosphere
he may not be an eternal entity of chaos
he may not even have ate my fries
but when marceline sees him
i can feel everything
Mar 2, 2021
Mar 2, 2021 at 11:25 AM UTC
Remember you
I was Simon, an architect trying to find precious artifacts.
I found the crown,
The cause of all my frost,
The thing I thought would save me,
But it changed me.
Just as I was giving up hope, I found you,
The most precious artifact of them all.
My Marceline.
A little vampire girl,
Lost in her own ways,
In a world too unforgiving to let you in.
You were the only thing that made the days bearable.
I held onto you when everything else fell apart.
You were the reason I kept going.
But now I’m the Ice King, lost and scarred.
I try not to lose myself because I need to save you.
But who’s going to save me?
I found you in the wreckage of a war,
Just a scared little girl, lost and alone.
I was just a guy,
Scared and searching for my home.
Remember you.
We faked our laughter to ward off the fear.
Just the two of us, plus dear old Hambo who was always there,
Always together, a patchwork family of
Not one,
Not two,
But three.
Inseparable and together, side by side,
With broken smiles and hearts we tried to hide.
Like two pieces of a puzzle, we fought together
To stay alive.
But before I knew it, I had to leave.
You were gone from my life.
I see you as my daughter,
My sweet girl who saved me
More than I ever saved her.
The father you should’ve had, I couldn’t find.
We lived this ruin of a world together,
Until I could no longer ward off the evil that came with the cold.
Now the ice has frozen everything,
And I forget the man I was, the love I once brought.
Remember you.
Even through all the things I’ve forgotten,
For every moment that fades away,
Know that until I come back again,
My life will always be cold and sad.
I just wish it wasn’t like this.
I miss you, my Marcy girl.
Please forgive me
For whatever I do
When I don’t remember you.
May 7, 2025
May 7, 2025 at 11:23 PM UTC
Run away, with me
And the poltergeists and ghouls
We can wander through the darkness
And play by our own rules
Run away, with me
To a cavern shaped like home
Where we'll build our own forever
And never dance alone
-Marceline The Vampire Queen
May 9, 2020
May 9, 2020 at 7:35 AM UTC