Mors Imperatrix…

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They said
Her Beauty
had the power
to strike a man’s
tongue
dumb in his mouth

The potency
of this innate
quality of
Her Majesty
Is no more diminished
by Death’s embrace
than the brilliance
Our twin Suns
Are diminished
by the striking
of a flare

She was 18
When I was pulled
from My Duty
Aboard “The Valiant”

The flagship
of the Grand Armada
a post of Prestige

Reassigned…

as one of four
fence posts…

mandated to stand
at Her
right hand
Forward position

When She left
The palace…

When She left
The dinner table…

When She left
The Lavatory…

A guard dog
to watch over
a female Pup

as She learned
poise

as She learned
balance

as She learned
ceremony

until Her father
produced a Son…

Then She would
learn to spend the
days at Court
or at the Country Estate

And I would be
relieved of
My idle nursery post
and would
again take my place
on the deck of a Starship

She was 23 when
the fleet was ambushed at
Dargethia….

When the stars ran red
with Human blood
and the sky on
a thousand Terran Worlds

Fell…

Fell on the strong and weak alike
Fell on the sick and the healthy
Fell on adults and children
And our Empire began to burn

Our strength was shattered…

The Emperor
was a Ghost in our terrified Hearts
and the crown was passed to a woman

This woman

as She lies on this bed of crimson Roses
….even now…

Though My eyes can not focus through the Salt Sea
Swelling in them …

I can feel Her powerful Beauty
radiating through the air around Me

as I march in lock step
with this honor guard
And we bring Her to rest beside
Her Father

I remember Her grace…
When a War was thrust upon
Her young, slender shoulders
Before the Crown
Had set within the Raven Curls
of Her Head

She sought My council
For an answer to staunch
The hemorrhaging wound
to draw an elixir
to cure Us

I remember with
tear-stained Cheeks
How She held the crown of Orion
in Her lap
with one Alabaster hand

And with the Other
She gripped My forearm
so tightly
I could feel Her heartbeat
Through the warmth of Her palm

It was not the panicked
Thundering
of a addled child
She did not bolt
as does the Hart
when sprung by hounds

She
in a quiet voice
full of resolve and fierce flame
Ordered the Fleet to advance
like so many slivers of broken Glass
under the feet of those
who would tread upon Us

Our enemies
reaped our Retribution
a thousand fold…
After we crushed
the opposition
and Their armada lay
in smoldering ruin
lifelessly orbiting barren rocks

It was I who lead
The search for Her
Crippled Command Carrier
And my loyal ears
were pained to Hear
That She had been taken
from Us..

From Me…

As the bridge had been breached
sudden decompression
Crushing the life from Her lungs

But in the
giving of Her life
so did She bring Life
to Her people
and Hope to an Empire

As the last
booming echoes
of our salutes fade
I image them
to be Her footfalls
as She exits this Universe
to Conquer the next

and My Heart…

…She will carry with Her

 

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About Eric

Writer/Plumber/Poet/Father/Gentleman/Romantic
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26 Responses to Mors Imperatrix…

  1. rachel says:

    such a beautiful mind you have. xx

  2. Purpleanais says:

    What a story! What a journey! Beautiful.

  3. VictoryInTrouble says:

    You tell beautiful stories. I always see them play out in my mind as I read.

  4. Truly epic story. πŸ™‚
    Oh, and I love the title!

  5. Rita says:

    Another fabulous epic, my Brother. Oh the stories that live in your soul. ❀️

  6. moonskittles says:

    Your words lift me up and I feel invincible and that I can touch the moon!
    Beautiful Eric!!

  7. Geetha B says:

    What a beautiful depiction of your character. I really enjoyed this write and felt like I knew the empress myself.

  8. An epic telling, my friend. Love this. ❀️

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