Royal Rhodes

Regicides

1.

To kill the young Queen     an expert executioner
had been imported     from a region
famous for its hard cheese     those great wheels
he could cut in half     with one fabulous stroke.
On this occasion     he must have been
gravely distracted     when as he swung
the blade overhead     she began to sing
in a lilting contralto     a country song
about the Spring.     so he had to hit
the spot on her neck     that a lace collar
would have hidden     a series of times.
And even after     the body and head
flew apart     as her soul flew
to heaven, they said     she still sang.
They had to wait     several gruesome hours
standing in the straw     before the song stopped.
And no one listening     could ever remove
the melody that played     within their minds.

2.

As the barge     floated past the castle
the tower guards     saluted the monarch
who sat at ease     listening to horns
and drums play     some soothing tunes.
As a mark     of their respect
the military fired     a cannon volley.
But the angle     used to compute
the trajectory     was off, just a bit.
The iron shot     decapitated the king
and blew a hole     into the royal vessel.
The last thing     those along the banks
saw was the     rampant lion
on the regal banner     pawing the air
as the boat sank     and it appeared
the crowned beast     was attempting to swim.

3.

The emperor’s only nephew     who had grown old and fat
no longer the golden     prince who turned heads
and won the peasants’ hearts     felt the first bullet
cut to shreds     the bird-of-paradise plume
on his cocked hat     and barely noticed
the tumbling lead     pellet that struck him
just above the Order of Merit     bestowed after a war,
perhaps a victory.     It was not a fatal
wound they discovered     but the palace surgeons
insisted the fractured     bullet must be removed.
Week after week     they picked at the spot
until infection     took over their task,
and the ancient House     came to an abrupt end.

© Royal Rhodes

Royal Rhodes is a poet and retired educator who lives in rural Ohio. His poems have appeared in numerous literary journals in the U.S., the U.K., and Canada. He has twice been nominated for the Pushcart Prize.

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