Monday, 10 October 2011

here i stand.....

here i stand 
alone
the past flies like demons around the dark corners of my mind
the haunting wrongs cast in my name
creep from under floorboards hammered shut long ago
i stare
unseeing into the blackest pages
of copperplate script
and understand nothing


here i stand 
waiting
for the clink of keys
the smell of incense and the chanting of gold trimmed charlatans
while the moon that has been my last companion
waxes
 and the dawn rises
i stare at the door
resigned.


my latest effort in MAGPIE TALES no.86 with thanks to Tess for the prompt.

12 comments:

  1. kay this brings me to wonder at my fortune in being "less than privileged" in the sense that royalty might be perceived. a very clever take on the prompt! steven

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  2. Loved this...

    while the moon that has been my last companion
    waxes
    and the dawn rises
    i stare at the door
    resigned.

    Fabulous lines.

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  3. there is a great heaviness to this...the resignation at the end maybe but...i feel it through i just cant put my finger on it...

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  4. the heaviness of duty perhaps?? it may reflect (in part)my life at the moment where duty has become a heavy chain dragging me down!!!

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  5. Oh my goodness I'm in seventh heaven, your words are so inspiring please can I put this on my blog with a link to you.
    Hugs Lynn xxx

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  6. It does have weight, really good!

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  7. I have to agree with you, Kay. There was something about this image that was heavy, and brooding, and dark. Well expressed.

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  8. Hello, I have just popped in from 'Sea Angels' to look at you! Your poetry is wonderful. I did enjoy reading it and scrolling through your blog, love your dogs too! Have a great weekend, love Linda x

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  9. many thanks you everyone who commented...i can't tell you how much it means to me.....xx Kay

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