I am Queen 

I am Queen 

Ruffled Wings


I’ll undo the little threads
Fitted to my skin
Unfold each softly twined strand,
Let my wings reside in flutter
Behind my shoulders
In shades of copper
trimmed with gold
The scent of lilies float,
over a pond of fronds
and branches fold
under slippers wove in silk
and ribbon ties loop
Ruffled wings
Of feathers and plumes
In tangled array
Tethering me to this place
Like draperies unbridled
To reveal
The gentle pleats of flight.


Empress Ruling The Throne




A thousand men, stand before me –
In inferior armoury and fake crowns,
Prince in shining armour, I’d rather wear my own,
Black and gold shields, I’ll fight against the drones,
I look good in leather and chain mail,
Riding on my horse,
Weapons and words wielding stolen lies,
My tongue is held hostage, by my mind,
Crying wolf, the courage distilled,
They bore me with their cheap perfume,
Full of promises, little puppets on a string,
Dance for me, the queen,
We are all silhouettes, in the dark,
Dating the night,
Boy, I don’t need a protector,
Tough as nails, scratching down your back,
I’ve got a weapon of defence –
My own.
Empress ruling, the throne.