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EDITOR'S INTRODUCTION
 
This poem by 'Chaotic-Sorceress' was really well received by fellow poets on Allpoetry.com with comments ranging from the single word 'brilliant' to thought provoking lengthy pararagraphs extolling the author's poetic skills.

For me, it is a fascinating piece that has encouraged me to re-read several times. To my mind it also contains a revealing crescendo in the final stanza.  

'Chaotic-Sorceress' describes herself ass "a wannabe sorceress"  but I think there is quite a bit of accomplished sourcery contained in her writing. You can see more work of this talented poet here: https://allpoetry.com/Chaotic_Sorceress
KNIGHTED

I was knighted and became a dame
before I was
a daughter,
a sister,
a warrior born from the ashes of my ancestors,
my first battlecries an unspoken oath
to bear the brunt of the sword and prophecy
the day I was born, those above chanted my name


I sparred with kings and traveled to faraway lands
plagued by war, the fall of my comrades
my blood was a river growing as each wound scabbed over
I learned to cover my eyes with a helmet,
so it would become honorable murder

arrows rained from the skies--punctured what was left
I was knighted before I was your lover
all that remains is an entombed legacy of empires fallen at my feet,
playing by the rules of the rulers I served

we were drunk on stars and in a grove of stilted peace
the kiss broke us into pieces
you parried with words and I struck with thickened armor
when the moon rose, I was alone

the oath was my constant
in a world of varying variables
dueling with the world was like driving the pommel of a sword
into columns of fog, riding bareback chasing...

And sometimes, I wonder if this armor I wear
and the crest that it bears,
was what I wanted after all


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