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
Picture via Pinterst

Shield Maiden

Craven men
crawl through the forest
unable to fight
unable to face
under cover of black magic
tear apart thy enemy
best make sure they’re all dead.
Mewling child
hid away
even as kin is slain
eyes aglitter with hatred
even as tears streak her cheeks
heart hardens
stone cold
her knife comes to hand.
Cowardly bastards
afraid what they knew not of
whipped to false courage
by golden tongue queen
she of devil art.
Third eye blind.
Grew she did
child of the night
sliding between the shadows
dancing between sheathed blades
learning assassin art.
There would be time
all did reason
for her to become a Queen
Now
to become an assassin
learn to dance
Poisoned airs
paranoia
looking over her shoulder
surrounded with
by
protectors with blades
axes
wonder if they really care?
Thick midnight
stars swallowed
crested moon devoured.
Silence throughout the land
betwixt
midnight hour
bleeding dawn
time has come.
Upon Ice Throne sits….
She devil
Usurper
devoured by evil
forsaken by good
She waits……
cometh the Viking Child.

©July 28/19
Picture via Pinterest