Epic Beloved

Songs shall be sung
sagas written
proclaiming
avowing
the truth of my future.
Queen I am
Princess I was
Regent of all I see.
Vicious I came
to the throne of love
taking for me
all I could see.
My enemies
rampant
spreading lies
sowing discontent
leaving me no other option
than to take revenge.
I started out so sweet
so gentle
but men came
taking
destroying
turning me to the cunt that I am.
Stalk through the night
axe in hand
heads will roll
kingdoms will fall
leaving me
Queen
of all I survey.
The pun of the matter…..
raise unto me
a noggin in the noggin
no one will ever again
fuck with me.

©May 22/20
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Bog Monster

Lilting
on the air
love song
gentle dream.
Golden hours
long slippery nights
time in a bubble
a desire
a love affair
ever so rare
or so I thought.
Woven fantasies
spoken
dreams created
wisps of smoke
waiting
wanting
spoke to me
of fairy tales.
Always wanted my fairy prince
my knight in shining armour
my king
to lay with queenly self
to call forth passion
to ease the inner ache
I constantly feel.
I would like to know
within the multitude of frogs I have kissed
have you any advice
what do I need to change
so y’all will stay in the swamp?
©March 18/20
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Pièce de Résistance

***This is a continuation of Expunged Love and  Queenly Insanity *****

Dead
eyes stare forward
tears long since departed
resentment
settled
buried in breast
forgiveness
I can no longer give.
You tore through
whirling dervish
splintered
peace
serenity
fingers everywhere
poking
prodding
rending innocence
shattered breath.
Protracted abuse
bruised lips
I did not care
I could not care
you would find a way
to destroy.
Harlot
whore
took her to your bed
friend no more.
Thrown to the wayside
I crept
I grew
I stripped the veneer
gentility
gone
ferocious teeth
bared to throat
rip it free.
Black
ashes
war paint
war cry
you
your harlot
better bolt
coming for you I am
created me you did.
Death’s Queen
riding
white stallion
scythe to hand
I am a living nightmare
one you created
one you made.

©Feb. 26/20
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Queenly Insanity

Thrown to the wolves
left to fend
for self
for child
thought to die
laughed as snow began to fall
revenge sought
retribution done
requital I swore
even as I fell to my knees.
I crawled.
I wept.
I thought to freeze to death.
No…..
I would not let you win.
I would not let you crown
another in my place
in my space
she…..
two faced whore.
I strove
pulling self to feet
courage
rage
kept me moving
as thunder roared
heart beating.
always have been
it would behoove you
to remember.
For come I will
in dead of night
pay the toll dear
will you and she
while I sit above
watching you bleed.
©Feb. 23/20
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Expunged Love

Eyes
bruised grey
hair lank
dead
detached
when…..
who….. 
what….. 
is coming for me?
Nowhere to run.
I wait.
Heartbeat count
fevered brow to pane
it has been ordained
they will collect me.
I care not.
Frost.
Black heart
wreathed
iced
encased
fingers etched glacier blue
cold.
Throw the bitch a bone
I heard your guttural voice
Nothing more
Nothing less
She deserves…..
I forgot your twisted side.
I forgot your hate.
I forgot just what it meant to be
the one who jilted the King.
©Feb. 22/20
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Respect the Queen

Queen
you are my queen
lie tripping from your tongue
serpent hiss
flicking tongue
spittle along my cheek.
Disgust
pull back
glaring at you
too stupid
to see
to realize
the disdain I feel
written on my face
hidden in plain sight.
King 
oh my king
sneer
sarcasm laced
ego so large
cannot fathom
cannot hear
tunnel vision
self absorbed image
how great
god’s gift to women…..
um…..
no you ain’t.
I know she broke you
tore away your heart
ha buddy read your status
and yet here you are.
Feeding me sweet words
silly innuendos
trying to get me alone
like you never hurt me
made me feel low.
When you scheme
seek to deceive
to play a stealthy game
your own stupidity
will make me laugh
and seriously
I have to much respect for myself.
©Jan. 11/20
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Not the One

Winding staircase
standing at the top
spine straight
head held high
beauty reigns.
Breath held
attention captured
a sudden silent hush.
Confidence
exuded
beauty
power
belief….
in self
in worth
in love.
I stand
all eyes upon me
ready
finally to meet
The Queen I am to be.
No longer…..
never again
will I crawl
’round the base of a throne
looking for a King
for anyone to fill the void.
I stand
secure
within the knowledge
of my desires
and what I finally can admit.
I deserve happiness.
I deserve to be desired.
I deserve a great love.
I deserve to have eyes that shine for me alone
arms to stave off the nightmares
a man who will see the greatness within 
help me to achieve 
the dreams I have.
I deserve to be adored by my one and only.
Glide down the staircase
glimpse of slender leg
eyes flit here
there
scanning the crowd
searching.
Pardon…..
should you find me frosty
it only means
you are not the one.
©Dec. 7/19
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