Riding as One

One to wield the scythe
One to wield the spear
One to wield the shield
One to wield the shovel
One to wield the stiletto.
How far would they go?
How much would remain hidden?
Tales told
round tables
women of vengeance brew
take to the night
violence begotten
any who slipped
justice’s fingers
due to ineptness
taken down
taken out
like animals
that they are.
stealth in the shadows
never knowing
where they might strike
nor how far they will go
in the cover up.
Never hit close to home
Never stand close to the hearth
Never allow yourself to be drawn through
you are here
a job to do
everything else
must blind self too.
They ride.
They hunt.
They fear no one.
They herald the arrival at the abyss.
They are the Judges.
They are the Juries.
They are the Executioners.
Together they stand.
Together they avenge.
Together they draw the guilty
to the bowels of hell…..
To be continued……
©Feb. 6/21
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Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

5 thoughts on “Riding as One”

    1. Why would you imagine I was the one with the stiletto? Why could I not be the scythe or sword wielder? Lol and you are safe regardless of the expanse of the Atlantic. Apparently my multiple personalities residing in my head have decided you are a nice one and there will be no dancing around sacrificing you to any gods. I promise.
      It must be early afternoon for you (6:14 my time) and I hope you are having a great Sunday. 🤓🤗💜

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      1. I think it was more the ad hoc nature of a wielded stiletto that struck terror……something….. which with hindsight as opposed to a groggy early morning posting….I realise given your accident proneness are unlikely to be weapon of choice….D’Eath and farmers have scythes, ring wraiths and hobbits are sword weilders……for you its more likely to be the pen (or rather its modern equivalent the keyboard) with or without dancing. Tis 12:48pm here, breakfasts have been munched, lunch and a wander are being contemplated.

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      2. Must be nice. Venturing out here right now is inadvisable. Our high yesterday with windchill was -40. A four degree wind drop when temp went from -28 to -26. My trip into city was cancelled as the visibility was 0 on highway and I have a wee car that gets tossed around.

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      3. Ooooft…not so great. Its hovering just above freezing here with a few snowflakes billowing about but not accumulating at this level. The feline is alternating between the patio doors and the loung window but electing to exit neither despite gentle prods due to the prospect of cold paws. I drive a Mini which isn’t too bad regardless of weather.

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