epilogue
once upon a time
a queen remembered
who the fuck she was
and the game. fucking. changed.
tired of living spiritually malnourished
in the basement of her own LiFE
shackled by chains
such as mum
and wife
she unlocked the casing of her long lost crown
freed herself
from the fear of her own power
and the expectations of others
that had long been weighing her down
and she set up Home
in a 2 bedroom apartment
with her three beautiful children
in a magical seaside town
*new port n.
a new town with safe harbour; access to navigable water where ‘ships load & unload
as the sand settled around her
she stirred from slumber
and awoke
truly
as if for the first time:
a new dawn
a new day
a new LiFE
~ i looked around
and much to my surprise
instead of The End
i saw the beginnings of sunshine
in the form of woodland friends
who would become my lifelines
a love for Self that would lead to the adventure of a lifetime;
and a new chapter
that finally put the fucking
in once upon a fucking time
in the words of the great Maya Angelou
~ still i rise ~
:what charlie wrote: