Gaze of a King

by Sweet Disposition   Mar 4, 2009


All it took was a look
And your cover was blown
Those eyes slipped a secret,
Screaming you were alone.
But you held her regardless
And you tossled her hair,
Doing ever so well
Till I noticed you stare.
Hesitating a little,
You slipped her a hand
Whilst still hanging on to
That little blonde strand.
There was no need for kisses
Or affectionate ways
Your mask had been shattered
With that lost, longing gaze.
So next time you're dreaming
And you let your guard down
Keep your sword in your pocket
And hold onto that crown.
For the servants may worship
Gladly offering all
But there's few who'd be blue
If their King were to fall.

March '09

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  • 13 years ago

    by JaM

    I have to agree with Bradley Peter on this one. It was okay, lacking that first grab until further in, then it picked up nicely to the end. To me it makes the poem even short because the real part of the poem is at the end and a very little taste is given in this one. Nevertheless, it was good.

    Jam.

  • 15 years ago

    by Beauty Within These Pages of Darkness

    Great imagery flowed through the poem....very vivid....loved the rhyming as well....good write...keep it up.

  • 15 years ago

    by Chris

    This is a nice poem. Sorry I suck at leaving comments but i think your good. ;)

  • 15 years ago

    by Kittens Poems

    Very cool poem.. loved it

  • 15 years ago

    by Bradley Peter

    I didn't think much of this poem, until it started closing towards the end, and you spoke about swords and crowns. It was from there to the end that the piece really shined, for me. Those last eight lines, were, in my opinion, better that all the lines before. Perhaps you could extend those lines and create a new piece. The last four lines in particular, I admired. They had a sense of greatness.

    Brad

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