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VxPoem ID: 46473

Category:
personal_life

Posted: February 20th. 2016 10:26:43 PM

Views: 615

The Queen Of Swords

by Rhiannon Keneally

Age Group: Adult



I stand on the field,
An army before me:
Me versus the world
So many opponents, so many foes
I have had to make my defenses
Unapproachable and violent

White makes the first move,
And approaches my pawns
They are strong, they are brave,
But they shortly allow some
Past the first perimeter
They are, after all, only peons
And do not have the brains
Or the skills to block
Everyone that approaches

Peace, my opponent cries!
I only come in peace,
Oh fair Queen,
And wish to make friends!
Do not slay me
Or prey evil intentions upon my head!

Friends?
I sort of know what friends are,
But no one reciprocates what I feel
Friends are
It is a two way street,
Having a friend
And too often I have had
Others make it one way only,
And not to my benefit

Allow them forward!
Why not, asks the Queen
We shall try
This friends business
I have aged many years
And I hope I have gained some wisdom
Perhaps this will
Prove to be more

Laughter! Such laughter
As I have not heard from my lips
In so many years,
And so many people!
I have not allowed so many
In my audience chamber,
Not since I was younger,
When I had to be far older
Than my youth should have allowed
It is not altogether
An unpleasing feeling,
Of belonging somewhere
With a few people

Oh, my Queen
You should come off your throne
And join the fun!
We have summoned Batman
And have games for you to play!
Do not sit so lonely and high above
Where no one can touch you

And I jumped!
I leapt among them,
Giggling like a child,
Hugging soft throws
And falling into bears
As great and as velvety
As if they were real

How it eased the sitting!
How it soothed my lonely place
Of glass and barbed wire,
But never did I think
To remove my armor,
To set aside my sword
For even among friends,
There is danger

They floated me down a river
Away from my throne
You do not need it any longer,
Oh Queen,
For you are among people again
And no longer have such need
Of pedestals and arrows

Rejoin humanity,
Become flesh and blood again
Disband your army,
Lower your defenses
For your rooks
Can now dazzle with silver and beauty
Rather than cold death

How I wanted to!
How pleasing it would be,
But how careless I have turned
The road was narrowing,
And I cannot claim
That it is all their doing
Morpheus planted
Dreams of sleep and forgetfulness
But I have reawakened

My true self cannot
Run with flowing blood
It has stagnated too long,
And has since turned
To burning embers and sand

Such dreams are for those
Undamaged and whole,
Where life has not
Eviscerated their heart
And substituted one
Of cold iron and ice

Reassemble the pawns!
Mount your steeds, knights,
Orders the Queen
I draw my sword
To hack back
The tendrils of humanity
Crawling up my arms

No more can I become
A human again
Than ice not freeze the soul
Or stiffen the sinews
It is not in me
Or in this life
That I can thaw
Beneath is only necrosis
And nothing of humanity
Is left in me,
Only bands of steel and a sword
Shaping me in a human form

I face the field once more
On it, oblivious,
Are the children who thought that
The Iron Queen,
The Queen of Swords,
Could ever be more

Gazing down at them
With their silly games
And childish worries,
I cannot
Perhaps, they twisted
Something less feral
Inside my hardened heart
I cannot destroy
Their illusions of childhood,
At least not yet

Push them beyond the borders,
Orders the Queen
Leave their heads
On their shoulders

Rebuild the walls
Shore the defenses,
And, assured of the unyielding,
Ever watchful guards
I slip back onto my familiar throne
Of glass and wire
I lay my sword across my lap
And hold court again,
As an Iron Queen,
As the Queen of Swords




Author's Location: Worcester, Massachusetts
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