Nightmare Lady Beloved
It's a recurring dream
Always of you my dear
You come to wreck my head
Last night you wanted be
You'd be Queen for a day
That's it the way it starts
You'd be boss over me
I don't like being bossed
But with you that's okay
You've a cause to defend
Worthy of fighting for
Leaders Nazi type are
Taking your country down
Terrible sounding news
Trouble she had pronounced
What to do, what to do
Quandried head she had made
We took it by the horns
Swords and sabres unsleaved
Grabbed her by her skirt tail
Flew to the town center
Uprising taking place
We swished and swashed heads rolled
What a mess there was strewn
Bodies scattered around
One soldier lived we'd take
Take him to jail prisoner
Lifted up fighting still
Holding out wouldn't go
With his last gasping breath
Stabbed us both to our death
She put on her crown, Queened
We flew away where safe
Wait for another night
Wait for another dream
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- Photo (read note below) and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022
- I am linked with NaPoWriMo Day 25 for the prompt, https://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-five-8/
- The prompt was to write an aisling poem, see the above link
- I made my own screenshot of the Aisling figure, I found her here,
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