Untitled Word of the Day Poem #22

‘Hey diddle diddle

the cat and the fiddle

the cow jumped over the moon……..’

We are asked to believe

to admit

that there is more

that life is not as we know it

but built upon fairy tales

strata

layers

ring upon ring

marking each day

each decade

each century.

Kings have swung.

Queens have lost their heads.

Bowing before common ground

see the Devil

swear to be his bride

if only

he turns

looks the other way

let me flail

drown

second guess

before scooping me free.

Sorry am I

rhymes spill off my tongue

no one wants

this girl

woman

easier to call bitch

build a wall

a jail

keep away

a game we play.

Guess why I do

what I do.

Do you see?

Without me

he would devour the earth.

I submit to sin

to anger

rage

black soul

devoured

bright light

scoring my mind

crawl forward

blind

I believe

I know

I guess

I am the world’s Queen

able to eradicate fear

pain

bloated

sucking in the darkness

bow before

sickened

gorged on death

I fall……

Good bye

so long

fade away

do I

thank you for the memories.

Feb. 24/19