A poem about one of the fiercest characters in the Tarot deck…

Poem: Queen Of Swords

Come correctly or don’t bother coming at all

Your sword is raised high and you will entertain no fool

Metaphorically speaking of course, this expression you float

But energetically wronged you WILL cut their goddamn throat

Your boundaries are high from past fumbling and betrayal

You’re on the lookout if their talk is cheap and they deliver sod all

Patience is now low and intuition very strong

Don’t even bother to try do you wrong

You’ve been through ‘things’ and seen the Light

Your time is precious and your schedule is tight

There IS still room for high vibing guests in your life

But you are way past tolerating trouble and strife

You leave space in your week for the genuine ones

Friendship and Love feels you still have absolutely tonnes

Your personal struggles have given you the strength and wisdom you wear like fashion

You can empathise with others and defend them with true warrior passion

‘Guarded and discreet’ has become your Spiritual armour

Against the skulking, vampiric energy farmer

We bow down to you majestic Queen of Swords

Keeping at bay the energy-sapping unworthy hordes

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© 22.04.2024 ChrisPorcasPoetry.co.uk