Her Royal Hand

Her Royal Hand

 

Jousting for her royal hand

Two Knights clash steel against steel

One will be the victor

One will meet his death

Princess trembles as she watches

Holding her royal breath

 

One she loves with all her heart

The other her best friend

Mixed emotions fill her soul

Which one will win her royal hand?

Which one will be the one to die?

Wishing neither had taken this stand

 

She decides to spare them both

As she steps close to the edge

She flings herself from the palace roof

To the jousting field below

Just before she hits the ground

She sees the final blow

 

Her true love dead now too

They walk hand and hand

Into the afterlife

Her best friend holds her lifeless form

And by his own hand he dies

He too will now transform

 

Together at last

All three on the same page

No jousting in the afterlife

No dueling spears to dodge

Only castles floating in the sky

In the palace where they now lodge

Reviews

[whimzygirl]

To battle for her fair hand and then death comes all three only to find each other in the afterlife. Beautiful and Sad at the same time. This is a great poem.

[J.K. (Not Rowling)]

Interesting take on the joust... I hadn't thought of it from that perspective before. Nice job, and congratulations on your award in the Picture Poem contest.

[DanaRegen]

beautiful, together in the afterlife, with no way of getting hurt. Happy together forever, very nice storyNancy!
-Dana :)

[Wicahpi]

This is an interesting tale you've spun here.
Is it a happy or a sad ending? Happy all three can
be together in the afterlife; sad that none would
live life happily ever after.

A twist on jousting; thank you!

Good luck in the Picture Poem This (15) contest.

[Fran Marie]

A very lovely piece so well penned~Great WritE!!~Fran