Ring
Triumphant, stupid as a fox
drunk on blood in the henhouse,
you refused the flame
and grabbed the eternal prize.
Predictable. And now
we tell our children,
to make them tremble in their beds,
how it perverted you -
that is your doom, not some fallen
grand display but reduction
to a fairytale. Silly immortal
ghoul,
bogeyman of grief and hate.
Mouth stretched by howls,
flesh pulled thin under the black,
rubbed and worn like onionskin...
your whole being dwindles
to parchment scratched
by a dreamer's pen.
You cannot kill a dead soul
though you tried, how you tried
those nights when infinity
screamed back at you,
bound
in the darkness,
and we turned the page.
Black
It's hard I know, your sire and dam
were ripped from sweet meadows
and you were born to darkness,
legs trembling, searching for milk
to find only pain and fire.
The terror throbs behind your eyes
when I put on the bridle, but at
least
I weigh less than pure flesh.
Who shod you? Did they take care?
You have a long way to carry me
through these tortured lands.
The battlefield is ash, you lip in
vain
for an unbloodied blade of grass.
We are both slaves, to hate, to
death,
but I hope when this ends, someone
remembers that as armies fell
and I sheathed my sword
I always took the time
to clap your neck and tell you
good lad, you are a good horse.
Fell
We were made but new born, unbroken,
and when the towers tumbled so did
we,
out of the tales. No history tells
the truth
completely, evil came from both
sides
but so too a little goodness, just a
little.
The book is closed, morals drawn
neatly
as bedsheets. Lights are quenched
and we are beyond your reach now,
cries echoing in your children's
dreams.
Beauty does not define worth, or
right,
but yes we are beautiful in our own
way,
sinews and fiery strength, the
ripple of
wings skirling and free above the
stars.
Sadie Maskery lives in Scotland by the sea with her family. She has poetry accepted in Shores of Infinity, Red Planet, Hexagon, British Fantasy Society Horizons, The Selkie, Seaborne Magazine, and various other publications in print and online. She can be found on Twitter as @saccharinequeen
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