5.03.2011

your riding

i have learned the hazards
of consorting with royalty.
mixed with the opulence
& the subverted etiquette
festers an abiding knowing
that one day you will
jump up on your high horse
and gallop away
leaving a rollicking
"thanks for everything"
floating on the air in your wake.

20 comments:

  1. This poem gave me a smile...love the picture of jumping on the high horse and gallopping away!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Sounds like you need a royal flush.

    ReplyDelete
  3. LOVING these non-cinquain, non-haiku poems!

    you have a great way of painting relationships and their intricacies.

    ReplyDelete
  4. not one for much aires or heirs of royalty...the highhorse has the furthest to fall...

    ReplyDelete
  5. Or perhaps not... perhaps one day royalty will say "You are everything I've been missing!"
    Call me Pollyanna!

    ReplyDelete
  6. ah, that would sure be nice.

    ReplyDelete
  7. All I can say is: "Very, very true!" The same is also true of bad boys... Thanks for sharing this lovely and wise piece.

    ReplyDelete
  8. I love the tongue-in-cheek tone of this poem... but there is a warning beneath the surface, which I felt most acutely.

    ReplyDelete
  9. watch out for those princes.

    ReplyDelete
  10. witty indeed. while i have no experience with royalty personally, i expect that the phrase a "royal pain" didn't come from nothing! :)

    ReplyDelete
  11. Thoroughly enjoyed this! I agree, there is a certain danger in romanticizing dictators that rule through divine right, whatever territory they think they might claim.

    Excellent! :D

    ReplyDelete
  12. exquisitely written, a just deserts :)

    ReplyDelete
  13. heh, thanks, lovely and regal readers!

    ReplyDelete
  14. I really liked this one! More!!!

    ReplyDelete
  15. i'll see what i can do, carl. :)

    ReplyDelete