Chivalric Poems - Poems about Chivalric

...PAINTBRUSH Fingertips the bristles of a pagan paintbrush painting a Tree of Life on pacified cheekbones instead of in liver from whence it sprung now it burns to feed HeartSpace with wi......

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...Enthroned Qeis-Layla lay under God, Propheted a mania in madness blood. The spark of a padma has not died, A sorrow Hansel-Gretel lacrimated. A just far away lady likeness, Adore God for the......

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... "The Sky Cracked Open" One day the Sky cracked open the yolk of life shined through Splinters shifted blooded angel quills flew amongst ......

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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 past- Of Irish waters by a Cornish prow Or Troja......

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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 from your father's side. Which you should always kee......

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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 might deflate our egos even slightly… Although to t......

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...Three Sonnets tell a story, in sequence. [From the narrative poem, "Don't Go to Wyoming Alone"] I. Natural Instinct (Chivalric Sonnet) He saves a wad of cash and designates the stas......

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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 in the clouds ladies in c......

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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 stains tha......

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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 George, it appeared was not happy, now car......

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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 life, to do what he must and be what he can. Alwa......

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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, but wild pigs three score Staggering oft aroun......

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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, once again. You were daring, chivalric, and m......

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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 bore my off-spring with conti......

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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 huddled over a burning tire, shivering alone......

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