I once was an evil queen, donning gowns adorned with jewels,
living a life of fame and fortune, under noone else's rule.
I spent my days filled with food and spirits, quite immense revelry,
the nights were a blur of pleasure and lust, truly intense devilry.
I once was a mere peasant, donning tattered fabric scraps,
running to and from the distant towne square, getting in my laps.
I spent my time hustling for every last bit of food and wine,
then hurry back to my humble abode ready to relax and to dine.
I once was a giddy jester, donning bright colors to ever please my majesty,
she would whoop and holler, laugh and cry, then call me a lowly travesty.
My life was solely run by my sinful Queens ridiculous requests,
under the moonlight I would be free of her as she quietly rests.
I once was a dark executioner, donning simple robes made to last,
I would play out any punishment that my royalty had so cast.
My eyes were filled with blood and tears, memories of the gallows,
attempting to quiet the screams and cries, my thoughts never shallow.
I once was a dueling knight, donning shiny mail ridden armor,
protecting all of my community, from the leaders to the farmers.
I rode my horse and carried my sword, always on the ready,
my courage and strength, honor and pride, ever so steady.
I once was a little girl, donning dresses of blue and yellow flowers,
I would get lost in my thoughts, day dreaming of my magical powers.
Often times I would play each part of the cast above from medieval times,
then read my books of poetry, soaking in the well crafted rhymes.
Now I am a woman all grown up, donning whatever I so choose,
the magical wonder of the youth, my imagination I did not lose.
My hours are completly full, permeated with a mixture of positivity and pain,
I've battled much, loved and lost, through writing I've broken life's chains.
©️ Amy Lynn 4/15/26