Empty Courts – a poem

A queen’s court such as Bathsheba

Or even Amaranthe, before the former

Was deposed, replaced, and the second

Forced to flee, abandonment a hard reality.

 

Eternal devolution of mirror aversion

And those boot steps which echo hollow

About those emptied halls of eternal eld,

Blessed prayer bells silent, fading frail majesty.

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