Noble Mother

God and country!

Heart, be damned.

Noble entry

Safely planned.

 

A girl, a lass

Placement sure.

Her family use?

Graced allure.

 

On her shoulders

Lines of Kings.

Promise forced from

Father, stings.

 

A fine estate,

Lavish clothes,

Payment for the

Son she owes.

 

At first a girl,

Oh! The shame!

Courtiers whisper

Hurtful blame.

 

Another girl,

then one more.

The sovereign lord

Keeping score.

 

At last! A boy,

Saints be praised!

Husband’s esteem

slightly raised.

 

She sees her son

Rise to king.

Her daughters made

Some man’s queen.

 

Her task complete,

Laid to rest.

Bronze emblazoned

‘Cross her chest.

 

Dutiful Child,

Worthy Wife.

Legacy left

From her life.

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Sneak Peek

I have mentioned my novel several times on my blog so far, but I have not mentioned any details about it beyond the fact that it is in the Urban Fantasy genre. This is partially because I don’t want to give anything away before I have finished writing said novel. It is also because the details in the middle of my novel are not completely ironed out, so any give-aways I did let slip may not end up in the finished book anyway. What I do have, for those of you who are interested, is a poem I have written about one of the characters in my book. One of the exercises I do when I feel stuck is to write poetry about my characters. This piece was born of one such exercise, and I liked it so much it made it’s way into the  novel.

 

The Queen of Black Hearts

Tremble ye before her

Mighty queen of old

Otherland’s a warner

For those who grew too bold

 

Reaper, tot, and troll

Lost amongst her prey

Careful now, she’ll eat your soul

Our mistress of the Fay

 

Come to Crystal Castle tall

A casket for the many

A challenge sent to all

Games not won by any

 

Play at it, you will

At her least desire

Losing to her thrill

Then cast into the mire

 

Fly away you silly twit

Circumvent her wrath

She’ll crush you like a teeny nit

Your blood drawn for her bath

 

Careful now, she’ll eat your soul

Our mistress of the Fay

Head down, know your role

Survive another day