I don't usually write at midnight, but sometimes I get an idea at three in the morning.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Day Four: 100% ___________ Poem


100% Warrior Poet


I feel it in my bones:
The call of the wilds of Ireland.
Boudicca’s legacy sings in my blood.


I am Telesilla, 
leading warriors with my words.


I am Deborah, 
guiding Barak into battle.


I am Berenice,
champion of the charioteers.


I am Zenobia, commanding an insurrection.
I am Cleopatra, maneuvering an armada.
I am Cartimandua, sheltering a traitor.


I secede in silence,
because I have spit my tongue at Dionysus’ feet.

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