Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Smiling At the Peons

I sit in a straight back chair
With my dragon humpback glowing
Leaning against nothing
Making no excuses
Smiling at the peons
My crown is too heavy to slide
They watch me expectantly.
What will I do with my gavel?
What decrees will I make?
I wish them well, knowing I am only the queen of one.
The Queen of Me.
My fire dragon breath obliterates them 
And I smile, loving this dream.

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Gershon Wolf June 22, 2021 at 10:34 PM Smiling at the peons -- laughing at the peonies. ~ Pee on Knees

L Milton Hankins June 21, 2021 at 6:54 PM I've often wondered, if I had the power of life and death over people, how would I use it? Yes, I believe the whole world would benefit from the absence of some people. I don't think I need to belabor this point. Caren Krutsinger June 22, 2021 at 8:45 PM I get your drift.