Coronation

Photo by Denys Argyriou on Unsplash

They never showed up

to watch the king come down

and take his crown

for it was false.

It sat upon a head so bald

his mouth wide in a clown’s smile

rivulets of black mascara

tracking down his cheeks.

One group crowded to the front

making it seem larger

for thin it was.

No one wanted him

no one……

but the fools

who capered and pranced

while the king did dance

and an effigy burned in the park.

 

 

 

 

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Queen of Fools

A Queen
born to a court of Fools.
Laughing and playing.
Praying and feinting.
Secrets made bold by blood.
Backrooms
filled with smoke
bourbon
opiates
all are content
for never the truth
be told.
Standing upon the world stage
blinded by power and indifference
orphaned and forlorn
a child discarded.
Broken and battered.
Scattered from here to there.
Seeds sown on the wind
war is coming
annihilation has begun.
Tears escape
scalding hot
as carnage
does unfold.
Queen of Fools
in a court of gold
worshipped a diety
bowing beneath the blows.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen