Poetry Blogs (king)
Is the ruler of man
Is admired protector
Is wise in his decisions
Sits on a thrown placed there by God
What is a King?
It is not children
Arguing over a legacy
It is not greed
A down payment on history
It is not a family name
A generation brings it to shame
It is not selling tickets
To a path paved by dog bites, water h...
Friday 24th July 2020 4:36 pm
How easy it is to judge
from the throne of
How comforting to
cast off what
doesn't fit our
colored by our own
evolution and lingering
The soul of a scribe
cannot help but
that set spirits
free, no matter
the cost of their
Friday 1st February 2019 7:41 pm
A lonely queen
Without her mighty king
Living all alone inside their golden castle.
Sombering, combing her rainbow hair
In front of her's crystal mirror
Wondering if her king will ever return.
So many winters had passed
Since he left to conquer the world
With his legendary pen.
She misses his romantic poetry
That made her heart sing
Like beautiful notes of a flute.
Monday 26th October 2015 3:00 am
Good people of this Christian land,
Here before you now I stand
And come me hither I, to die,
For by the law condemned am I,
And not a word in protest muttered,
Let not a ‘treachery’ be uttered,
These lands demand my soul depart,
By pain of death and muted heart.
For at thy King’s pleasure, ‘tis true,
I soon, to take my leave of you,
I pass not blame, nor beg for life,
Saturday 1st June 2013 8:00 pm
King 1 - Queen 2
Wath - Queen of Villages reigned
in her flower garden
her turnip grubbing fields
her pig pens and her byres
subjects tugging forelocks
native speech a country slide
years before the pits
When Wigan coalpits died
the King - black in workings underground
emerged in Wath to drag her subjects down
drawing men across the border...
Wednesday 15th August 2012 9:13 pm