The May Queen

My masterpiece, she simply had to go on the blog.

Chancing

Heavy gates shut, with a dull thud,
Closing off from the rest of the world,
A silent kingdom, unseen and unheard.
With passing time this empire crumbled.

A lone warrior, weary traversing paths,
Arrived by the closed gates that barr’d,
That nation of which he wished to belong.
He stood by the border beckoning them, unfurl!

For centuries closed, they opened ever slow,
Creaking and groaning reluctant to reveal.
 But a small foothold was all he needed,
He thrust his foot and blast them wide open.

Into this realm through fallen streets he strode,
And sought to rebuild it into his own.

Chasing Hearts

A silent ray of moonlight falling yonder
On the pavement, illuminates a puddle, a
Sudden footstep breaks the reflection and
With a soft splash, shatters the silence.

A Hunter moves, swiftly and deadly, tracking
A victim too deceptive to capture.
A sound exploding into the silence alerts
The Hunter, he knew his prey had erred!

With determined hands and calm efficiency
And a pace to boot, he hurried through
The darkened street. He was close now
There’d be no mercy. He said to himself.

He caught up to her but she sauntered away.
His love would not escape and so he followed.

Poisoned

The forest grows, slowly, each year,

Aging trees, amassing wisdom and strength,

A harmony where there’s life without fear.

Who dares enter this sanctuary here?

This unwelcome stranger intrudes harmony,

Sowing the seeds of chaos in this haven

He strides through it destroying health

Poisoning rooted life and animal akin.

The flora consumes this toxin, this growing

Wildfire, consuming and affecting fauna akin.

Thus the sanctuary dies, slowly each year

Battling this infection it could not cure.

And eventually at, the end of its life,

As the forest breathed its very last,

The intruder returns and setting fire

To the withered remains, he stood by

Watching, as it burned. So he vanishes

With the dying flames, in search of

Another Eden for his gain…