Tag: kingship
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King’s Death
Cat eye infection colour moon defiant, druid-pleasing, in a flambeau-strewn aethyr Rune-imbued blades made from rocks rained during sky raids erase, per their faith Old king’s graven name His face sighting death barely fights Barely draws breath as he drains Crown which he tasted seem’d had only traced his brow a moment ago Unravelling regal…
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Friend to a King
No such thing as a friend to a king To be friend to a king is to be friend to a lion They may lie on you, ply you with affections, rare attentions But they will never rely on you. You might die confused Hauled from chambers accused of crimes inventions of Meaner minds, such…
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The King Must Have Intercourse With A Horse
Mass to grove gods given in the deep motte, ashes impressed onto the brow and chest in blessing Twisting trees like matted hair on a woodwose breast, the sacred whore undressing The crown-conferring horse is led into a storm of golden confetti Her setting mimics that of a horse inviting, a cover of shear netting…
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Old Bickering
Neighbours around Lough Neagh won’t spare a cup of tae Eel pickers say they remember the first farmers when they came Or as they would put it, when they invaded and began inveigling Nine pints or eight it takes before they break their silence and bloviate Down in Foley’s downing pints with ties off, they…