The Mad King

Whatever could he want?

The Mad King screaming your name

from the rooftops.

Whatever could he want?

The Mad King peering in windows

and knocking on doors.

Whatever could he want?

This King who has no realm

only dirty dreams and ashes

bitter tastes all

within his mouth.

 

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

May 19/17

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Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her early 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. A self confessed obsessive book worm I love for my son and my down time to read. I have a vast array of friends and cohorts who I will be writing about. I hope I can make people laugh or cry; be thoughtful and understanding. And I need to write so this will be my voice.

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