The Forgotten Legion of Rose Thorns
"The Forgotten Legion of Rose Thorns"
Reversing roll calls
the Anti-Hero
jumps through
burning hoops
instinctively
bathed in the magnum glow
designed to fire cartridges
with a kick like a field gun
a bloody victory
is eventually won
lacking conventionality
novel and picaresque
placing bad apples and
heads on walls for trophies
with firm propensity
no less
are the soft
that speak with gentle hands
imprinting the air with forgotten
signum crucis and rose petals
invisible not seen
by scornful unwatching eyes;
On the other side -
minions are quietly called
and gathered close
within each of them
they are whispering souls
who think they are forgotten
through dreams
downtrodden – yet inside,
inside their hearts burning,
blooms the romantic potential
of a legion army;
Another kind of war,
notes from the underground
like Fyodor’s letters
from a sorry misunderstood
underworld
far removed
from soulless novice
exists a bitter-sweet
existentialist
Hell-bent on treatisement
That sad furnace
is now left
torchless
and frozen;
for all the Cinderellas -
good girls never
arrive first.
Heroes fall like
confetti, common
like store bought
cultivated Valentines
guilty through lack of sin
The sharp black thorns
on each tall Rose stem
are used to great advantage
the piercing pain releases
the fire-fueled anti-hero within
constantly evolving,
ignorance transmutes
to a position of power
through hard earned knowledge
what follows is
noble blood-borne strength
shedding the gormless
brown leaves of a gravely
mistaken justice
marking the closed walls
of an unwatched mindful cell
counting,
counting,
counting...
the number of days -
where vain dreams of old
are put to the test
and like a whore
glorious stories written on walls
are sold for dust never Gold
A tried and True
Anti-hero
Potentate
Warrior woman
Girl child
Never the Victim.
No, never the victim (full stop).
Noble ignoble
Perfect imperfect
Majesty
brings forth to walk beside her
All the forgotten arrows
Inside them all
bell-ringing rebels
with hidden powers
fire breathing
anti-heroes
The Forgotten Legion of Rose Thorn Queens
Today
is here
and
Now
Glorious majesties
Woman of Tomorrow
messages written
messages seen
powerful seeds
scattered and sown
from the place of strength
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
gvlm - llb
LJB-llb-klb-mlb
ak-io-to
"There's a Hero in You" / Fleurie
https://youtu.be/0O3cts9uPLc
"There's something in the shadows
Cuts you like an arrow
Shifting through the dark
Your strength is in your weakness
There's fire in your blood
Hanging from that hope"
"In the Shadows"/ Amy Stroup
https://youtu.be/TynHJ0_amDY
"I AM...
a Woman,
with thoughts
and questions
and sh*t to say.
I say if I'm beautiful.
I say if I'm strong.
You will not determine my story -
I Will."
“There is a stubbornness about me
that can never bear to be frightened
at the will of others.
My courage
always rises
at every attempt
to intimidate me.”
“The thing women have yet to learn
is nobody gives you power.
You just take it.”
"I am a strong woman,
I don't sit around
feeling sorry for myself,
nor will I ever let anyone
mistreat me again.
I don't respond to people
who dictate to me
or try to bring me down.
I am a survivor,
not a victim.
I am in control of my life
and there is nothing
I can't achieve."
Hannah Clarke -
Brisbane, Australia 2020.
Copyright © Lady Labyrinth | Year Posted 2020
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