Confounded

 

I am standing here confounded

By the queen before a throne

That I so wish to vanquish

And reclaim for my own

I can’t seem to understand

The words that she has said

Do they come from her

Or the voices in her head

I’m teetering on eggshells

Afraid that they will break

Queasy from the bad smells

That make my stomach ache

I’ve found her words are tainted

With disparaging untruths

It seems I’m unacquainted

With the unknown sleuths

Who’ve gathered on a bangle

She wears around her arm

And I’m the one she dangles

As if I were a charm

 

©Kay Salady

 

 

Image Credit:  http://appleplusskeleton.deviantart.com/art/charms-and-spells-201137908

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About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on April 12, 2012, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Brilliant last four lines! Well written 🙂

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