Fisher Queen

I told a story to the river

about a mutual friend of ours
and how she loved
the way its scent would carry the stories
of what happens
when the river meets the sea.

The river said seeing me
reminded it of a story,
the one about an old king
and a wound that would not heal.

"The Fisher King", I said, remembering
she loved stories of Camelot too.
It’s true. Some wounds never really go away.

But the thing about a heart
that will always bleed a little,

means that there’s plenty to use as ink
to craft into stories
about kings and queens,

that I can tell to the river
so it can carry them back to the sea.

Photo by Jared Subia on Unsplash

Liner Notes for this Groove: This poem was created for the Friday Writings prompt at Poets and Storytellers United, Bleeding Heart.

13 comments:

  1. I love the Arthurian tale of the Fisher King. Glad to see it worked into your poem here!

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  2. True, wounds never go away, instead they become fertile ground for stories... well said.

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  3. I'd like to hear a river's story of the Fisher King...

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  4. I always love a poem that reminds us that there is power--even joy--in finding the good in the bad. Wounds heart, indeed... But they make fantastic muse food.

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  5. Clever, imaginative, and fun!! It sounds of fairy tales and myths. Delicious reading.
    ..

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  6. means that there’s plenty to use as ink
    to craft into stories

    The generosity is often given too freely that it seemed unfair to the kind soul. It is still good to be kind though. Great narrative Rommy!

    Hank

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  7. What a wonderful and affecting response to the prompt, Rommy! I especially like these lines, "the thing about a heart / that will always bleed a little, / means that there’s plenty to use as ink"

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  8. Wow, this is a stunner of a poem. It tells me that i have lost much, maybe a kingdom, maybe a civilization, and this loss must be told. Haha, my mind wanders. Also when going over to listen to Florence + The Machine, i forgot i was reading poetry. Maybe it's the age, or the World cup. :)

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  9. I love your poem. Rivers are metaphors for me.

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  10. Love this...May the heart always bring you such beautiful poetry

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  11. A nicely woven tale , really flowing like a river

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  12. ...the circle of life, in a way. Beautiful tale!

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