Keith D Trestrail Poet Lyric

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The Unholy Grail

In the virgin pool waters of Point Erin
             stood a siren in her fairest beauty all -
my heart dared to want and its flesh of sin
     did upon her beguiling favours call.
                
Remembered are the concubines of court -
  a fire in my codpiece and in my jocks,
jousting grey knights whom over you fought
  and a Celtic Queen in long flaxen locks.
           
Over the toll bridge a young lord and prince
       from the realm of Epsom landed Birkdale,
to seek sweet raptures in my limerence
          by she possessed of its Unholy Grail.

O’ what forbidden enchantment was she
      when the spinning bottle of fortune spun,
and what soft lingering kiss given me
    when the party kissing contest we won.

Every once in a while the stars and fates
         shine upon the archer and his longbow, 
and the wondered youthful heart elates
          at its piercing tip and flight of arrow.
            
Over the toll bridge a young lord and prince
       from the realm of Epsom landed Birkdale,
to seek sweet raptures in my limerence
          by she possessed of its Unholy Grail.


                 Written: April 1994

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