Best Chivalric Poems

"The Sky Cracked Open"



One day 
the Sky cracked open
the yolk of life
shined through

Splinters shifted
blooded angel quills
flew amongst the
black spots in the iris 

20/20 vision 
wild...

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Three Sonnets tell a story, in sequence.
[From the narrative poem, "Don't Go to Wyoming Alone"]

         I. Natural...

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When I spotted Saint George in a van,
I feared that his horse might be lame.
Or worse, in a Doggomeat can,
when hurt in some chivalric game.

Saint...

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Young generation ardor from sculpted hero borrows
Older generation, torpor to graft peaceful tomorrows

Can young eyes through steely sheath glimpse marrow
O'er from dried paint, the blood...

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A Love Departed

I dreamt once as I lay awake in your arms
That I may greet a day
Beneath the wondrous stars
And sunlit rays
With you, only you,...

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In ye old days of yore on Malaga's dreary shore
An untidy castle rimmed by salty moor
Housed a lonely, oft-drunk matador
In briny marsh grazed no sheep,...

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It is the future a mother would want for her baby
It is the changes a little girl visualizes of what she is as a lady
It...

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What lessons do we really learn in our success,
When, after all, we won it, oh, so brightly
No need to look for luck in victory’s excess
That...

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He's your typical 
   all-too-friendly booster
who goes way, way out 
   of his way to bolster
what's left of your stuff 
...

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Poor little Moon King
trapped inside a gilded cage
within the marble prison walls
the cage is painted
and the marble held up with balsa wood
a fake fairy-tale façade
castles...

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A single word is branded into the fresh snow in urine.

'Memoriam'

Over the crest of a barren hill covered in winter's dowry,
there is a brown form...

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“Women Have Loved Before As I Love Now”
by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Women have loved before as I love now;
At least, in lively chronicles of the...

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Amid the deceit and pain of this modern era,
one will be born
who shall embody bygone times and ways;
he will want naught more than an uncomplicated...

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" Dear wife, why don't you embrace
the wind of changes by being ablaze? "
the disillusioned husband inquired...
" A lot more affection is required! "

You patiently...

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You would have heard people say, "Boys don't cry".
But I would advise you do cry when your emotions are at high
But always remember one advice...

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