
Lady in Waiting
He was the best creation of the queen and king.
and when she held him in her arms, he cancelled out the sting
of all the ladies in waiting who, noting well her shyness,
spent more time in waiting for his royal highness.
Neither naive or clueless, she tended to her tallying.
As he maneuvered his affairs, she noted the king’s dallying.
And as the young prince gained in years, growing more coherent,
she was his fond protector, his loving, loyal adherent.
One-by-one she noted the ladies, one and all
slip away—no longer there at her beck and call.
And as each lady in waiting went into her gestation,
another lovely maiden appeared to fill her station.
And so young princes flourished, on both sides of the blanket.
The velvet cord for service, when she had cause to yank it,
brought new faces yearly, or monthly at the worst.
Daily, as she faced the mirror, she patiently rehearsed
fond loving glances that she’d use as she addressed her ruler,
all the time retaining thoughts that were surely crueler.
Living every day the charade only for her son,
determined from his day of birth that he would be the one
chosen for succession—the legal royal heir.
She watched him with devotion, with tender lover care.
She’d create a king more loyal. More loving and more tender.
One less bent on conquering the more gentle gender.
By using his royal talents in pastimes much less crass,
perhaps a much more glorious age would come to pass.
More time spent in reigning and less time spent in bed.
More prosperity for all with him in charge instead,
and, in fact, her dreams came true once the king was dead,
her son declared the monarch and securely wed,
with prosperity for all and every subject fed,
this is the happy ending with no more to be read.
Prompt words today are prince, coherent, sting and creation.
A good story.
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Thanks, Sadje.
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You’re welcome!
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I like a happy, if belated, ending.
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I know. We can dream, huh? I do so pine for happy endings.
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Nice story, but the happy ending is hard to believe.
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I know. So it is in many fairy stories, but we can dream. Forgottenman has thought up an ending more in line with what really happens in the world, unfortunately.
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Where is that ending?
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Dolly, you can find my take on the story on my blog. WARNING: Judy’s poem was full of hope. My rant, not so much.
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I gave her the link as well..
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I love your story and left a comment there.
This is what happens when change pink glasses for dark shades,
Thank you for the link.
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Dark shades, indeed. Thanks, Dolly.
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My pleasure, OkC!
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Here it is, Dolly: https://okcforgottenman.wordpress.com/2019/07/23/lady-in-waiting-upon-further-investigation/
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Thank you, Judy. It puts a totally new, dark, and fascinating twist on the story.
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Another excellent story in verse
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Thanks, Derrick, for always commenting. Positively, at that.
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🙂
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