Don Johnson Poet Rhyme

Sweet Francine

Sweet Francine

Sweet Francine if you were Queen
I’d be your Knight in Armor
I’d fight for you, to self be true
You lovely little charmer.

If deadly peril crossed our path
My sword would clear the way
Fight to the death and laugh
Though death might find a way

In any fight this poor knight
Will carry yes your banner
Prove true blue, in any fight
Approve you, hope my manner.

But dying there upon the lance
I can look up and smile
The charming lady passes by
But drops her head awhile  …

Don Johnson 20-may-11

And lying here with broken spear,
the lance  lodged in my chest,
my blood does flow,
darkness comes n goes
my love gives her last caress...



Yes Linda Marie,,,
my words get tangled up with fiction...
of foolish knights ...
chain mail the fights... 
but the lance fixes his affliction....
xo
Don

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Francine Roberts May 24, 2011 at 10:28 PM OMG I just found this, had not seen it before, its just beautiful, I am making a copy to frame for myself

Linda-Marie Sweetheart May 20, 2011 at 6:12 AM Such lovely words for a lovely poetess ... enjoyed the sweet ambiance of this piece DON.. u have great taste in ladies luv..

Don Johnson May 20, 2011 at 3:21 AM But then again if i should tell, i'd lose the ladies favour her charm my thoughts cannot dispel going rusty is my armor Don:)

Poet Destroyer A May 20, 2011 at 12:04 AM A wonderful poem Don, and what Francine.. are you boasting about... she really has that smile in you... gone or not... sad for her death... enjoyed your story poem...p.d.