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Queen Tomiri, have lived and conquered

4/23/2019

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A thirst for blood which none shall quench but you; queen of the horses
The fatal folly to which befell the great king; an insatiable need fulfilled by your iron
His head resting in the skin; drowning in the misstep of life
In his eyes, I witnessed a kingdom crumble through the agony
 
And though it may have been a victory for your people; revenge is not saccharine on your lips
Pieces of a broken man cannot amend the loss of your boy; of your gallant champion
But you can ride strong and true in knowing no more of your blood will meet dirt today
We are all your sons and daughters; and you our brave heroine
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No knees must bend to you; for you sit atop a throne of triumph
Hold a place in your heart dear mother
Nothing will undue the torment or the sorrow; but it will not define our nature
With you as our beacon; no void will grow in these plains
 
An endless legacy was born from the blood
The world will remember you in the beauty of strength and brave conviction
From the laurels of defeat; grows glory of unmatched love
The palace lies within your voice; and our spirit

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O Joturna!

4/17/2019

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O Joturna, I call out to you; this perilous search can no longer endure!
We desire the gods but none more than you
Not for your beauty; nor the kindness of your grace
I yearn for sweet relief of waters to which you shelter
 
But I know that without your hand; your touch
Relief is not to be
Through the blessing you allow; I shall be reborn
And indebted to the pool beneath your feet
 
Shed your tears so that my own will not contribute
Your well is burdened enough; as is your heart
I shall bathe in the sorrow and become something more
Know that our swords are weak without first blessed in your well
 
Like the wings of your helm; your passion shall carry
Take us deeper below; to the cool dark comfort
Allow me to have a taste
To become your champion, lovely Naiad

Nymph of the fountains

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A River of Fire

4/17/2019

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An abrupt rush of movement in a still place
Created from an unexpected source
What should have been cold, frozen; was anything but
It was a raging river born out of beryl glaciers
 
Unrelenting; overflowing
I could do nothing to stop the unforeseen surge
It overtook me; absolute
A part of me yearned to reach out for shore; to stop the rapid velocity
But I was helpless; drawn further into the icy currents
 
How could such a wintry sight ignite such a fire inside of me?
It was only then; mind deep below the surface would I understand
Those beacons of frigid ice were not the bearers of the chill
That truth lay somewhere within my own
 
I was not drowning in the river; I had been sunk long ago
The azure rocks were my salvation; a second chance to feel the flame
A wave of a hand matches the power of the turbulent water
A wave of anticipation and the need to be taken further away
By the river of fire; eyes shaped of ice

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