Fiery Kings

Relentless in the pointless quest
it seems they search
in circles
what may be a most obscure destiny

Their names are unknown
to him
who stares in mid-morning to the world
outside of a universe’s logic.

Home they are masterminds
of cities
counties, entire nations
a king waits on a lovely maiden.

A dynasty may end in a flash
and lightning
engulfed within a smoky cloud
knights without armors they perish in a crash.

But a shock came through a breast
and darkness
befell the giant now a carcass for
the tiny scavengers and a conquest.

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Fabrice Poussin teaches French and English at Shorter University. Author of novels and poetry, his work has appeared in Kestrel, Symposium, The Chimes, Uppagus, and many other magazines. His photography has been published in The Front Porch Review, the San Pedro River Review, and other publications.