"I've heard it said
by some unremembered wise man,
that the greatest power Name,
to shape, to mold.
I Am Kingly, decreed,
granted sovereignty by
all implied will.
This is my careful boast, I do not make it lightly.
"From this name came strength,
granted upon this slender frame a force
potent,
of set stone and drive
I stride through.
"From this name came knowledge,
grasping tendrils liquid with thought,
snatching perception from senses,
understanding from perception,
propelling conclusions o'er mine tongue as
locust over baking sand.
"From this name came perception,
articulation, subversion,
all to further the truths I
know so plainly.
"Thus, I was set, and made, for my great destiny."
The Moon in her grace,
glides gently out of Earth's embrace,
shining glitter through the dusted womb
window gracing wall of his dry tomb,
revealed the sulking husk of his form,
a castle in ruins, once handsome, strong,
now he fears the light of day
and keeps the Moon's company.
She glides ever out of his reach,
too wary to step on his shadowed floor,
too piteous do leave him in his dark fate.
His eyes take up,
as a child’s, they waver,
meekly he rasps:
"To you I have given my crown away,"
...she blinks shut.
...hours...
In the silence of his umber cave,
another voice rises, full of venom.
"Dear King Nothing..." it begins,
and he is cast back into regret.
Author notes
Introduces two of the most important characters of my as-of-yet untitled work: Kingly and The Moon. It's a good bet that any of my other poems mentioning the Moon are part of this storyling, and the He mentioned in most of them is probably Kingly. Hope you enjoy seeing this unfold.
Also, it should be noted, that while the poems I wrote rpeviosly that I am incorperating into this story where written in respose to my own life, This is not a "true story". The vast majoroty of what I am writing now and organizing into Chapters is entirely part of a fictional storyline.
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Not a true story, huh? Well, not entirely true, not perfectly true to every detail, but man, I'm seeing parallels like you wouldn't beleive. So guess what? I don't beleive you, it's so lots of true. Wow, my gramar is ridiculously bad for a critique, as is my spelling. Please excuse it.
Oh, P.S.
"This is what I brought you this you can keep
This is what I brought you may forget me
Promised you my love, promise one thing
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep"
I love that one, its my favorite to the point that I haven't yet gotten past it. lol
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