The King’s Covenant by Ken Allan Dronsfield

A rumbling hum 
from a conveyance

paths grows narrow 
to less stable minds

ambivalent posers 
and closers scheme

flocks of starlings 
roost in leafless oaks

stone Prince stands 
proud on a muddy hill

dead rose petals 
blow across my crypt

wrought iron gates 
disintegrate into rhyme

lichen and moss coat
forgotten headstones

in a soft whisper 
old souls just rust away.

dead leaf and fodder feed
new spring grasses.

I rule in faded memories,
for I was Once the King.

 

 

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