A Final SeveranceA Poem by Ken e BujoldPerpendicular, stretching out the neck to right angle -- some swear, just before the
shuddering axe of a conclusion came crashing
down around her ears, she smiled.
A final flash of intuition, recognition
perhaps to the congealing tides fastening on a rickety throne, the last
laugh between two roses.
While we are told, at that very
moment, Elizabeth was consumed by prayer, the evidence is circumstantial,
hearsay at best -- recognition to her own duplicity in the duplicitous
twists of a court neck deep in ferine
machinations.
What can be said for sure: one kept her head when the other severed all relations. Ken e Bujold © 2023 Ken e Bujold
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2 Reviews Added on April 15, 2023 Last Updated on April 15, 2023 AuthorKen e BujoldSomewhere in Ontario, CanadaAboutWriters write, it's what we do. Fish swim, woodpeckers peck... writers scribble (inside and outside the lines). more..Writing
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