Challenge

Personify Cowardice
Flightless Mountain
Her name is Challenge
the walks and parades
locks my heart in a cage
She’s fierce by default
always fuming for a sport
that is deadly
and ends with blood
How can I
be her choice
of the so many that are strong
she sought a weakling, that, I am
I have no cunning like her lords
buttered with silver and chariots
My lips wept green
from her kiss
stuck in a phantom
of her doing
I succumbed to self pity
and dirty greed
took the lord’s money
to leave my queen
even when I knew
she ruled the nine kingdoms
From her castle
I hear her scream
chanting my name
that ends with an hiss
“Cowardice come back to me”
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Hlore42
Lovely as always James, I’ve missed reading your work.

James
@Hlore42 thanks for the challenge. I've missed writing too. Kisses and hugs