Jousting Poems | Examples

Jousting

Medieval times
A time of splendour
With gallant Knights
Ladies so slender

Jousting tournaments
The ladies all squeal
Exploding of hoofs
The clash of steel

Enter the Black Knight
To a round of jeers
The White Knight enters
To resounding cheers

First pass no foul
They try it once more
The Knight in White
Slumps to the floor

They carry him off
And tend to his wounds
A Blue Knight appears
The ladies all swoon

The maidens favourite
Known far and wide
Lord Richard of Leeds
His lance by his side

They ready for battle
Shields are in place
Masks of armour
Covering their face

Towards each other
They gallop full speed
Lances held high
The snorting of steeds

The Black Knight falls
The hero wins out
Blue Knight celebrates
Victory in the joust

Approaching the King
Horse and rider bow
The people go wild
Allegiance they vow

Medieval times
Hail to the King
Jousting tournaments
What glory they bring

Jousting

Medieval times
A time of splendour
With gallant Knights
Ladies so slender

Jousting tournaments
The ladies all squeal
Exploding of hoofs
The clash of steel

Enter the Black Knight
To a round of jeers
The White Knight enters
To resounding cheers

First pass no foul
They try it once more
The Knight in White
Slumps to the floor

They carry him off
And tend to his wounds
A Blue Knight appears
The ladies all swoon

The maidens favourite
Known far and wide
Lord Richard of Leeds
His lance by his side

They ready for battle
Shields are in place
Masks of armour
Covering their face

Towards each other
They gallop full speed
Lances held high
The snorting of steeds

The Black Knight falls
The hero wins out
Blue Knight celebrates
Victory in the joust

Approaching the King
Horse and rider bow
The people go wild
Allegiance they vow

Medieval times
Hail to the King
Jousting tournaments
What glory they bring

Jousting Part Ii

Flags
Miniature standards
Plunged by
A child’s hand
into turrets
Of a castle 
of golden sand
Long washed clean
By rolling tides.
Sometimes
A bugle plays
On 
Omaha Beach

Jousting

The plain song moves 
Drifting on the wind
Flags riffle
At its passing
A nervous horse
Prances and kicks
Death pauses
Wipes his plate 
For rich feeding 
Combat approaches

I'm Watching the Jousting at Warwick Castle with a Costa Cappuccino

horses, lances, arrows, fire
they reenact the war of the roses

the outdoor setting
has been erected next to Costa

outside on the ground
napkins, zarfs and stirrers 

and half the audience gets their
medieval caffeine hit 

that encourages us to yell and whoo-hoo
and pay attention to history

they encourage us to cheer and boo
and after all these years

with a cappuccino in my hand
i bellow 'long live the king' 

and it's socially okay

Jousting On a Bobcat

You really haven’t lived life fully
Until you’ve raced down a mountain
In the rain
On a muddy, slippery trail
In a Bobcat side-by-side utility vehicle
With a twenty foot long section of twelve inch culvert
Teetering precariously on the vehicle
Trying to hold it under one arm
While attempting to steer with the other
So as to keep the Man
With the quarter million dollar excavator
From sitting around
Waiting on you
At an hourly rate
Higher than you ever dreamed of making.

Jousting

Medieval times
A time of splendour
With gallant Knights
Ladies so slender

Jousting tournaments
The ladies all squeal
Exploding of hoofs
The clash of steel

Enter the Black Knight
To a round of jeers
The White Knight enters
To resounding cheers

First pass no foul
They try it once more
The Knight in White
Slumps to the floor

They carry him off
And tend to his wounds
A Blue Knight appears
The ladies all swoon

The maidens favourite
Known far and wide
Lord Richard of Leeds
His lance by his side

They ready for battle
Shields are in place
Masks of armour
Covering their face

Towards each other
They gallop full speed
Lances held high
The snorting of steeds

The Black Knight falls
The hero wins out
Blue Knight celebrates
Victory in the joust

Approaching the King
Horse and rider bow
The people go wild
Allegiance they vow

Medieval times
Hail to the King
Jousting tournaments
What glory they bring

Jousting

Medieval times
A time of splendor
With gallant Knights
Ladies so slender

Jousting tournaments
The ladies all squeal
Exploding of hoofs
The clash of steel

Enter the Black Knight
To a round of jeers
The White Knight enters
To resounding cheers

First pass no foul
They try it once more
The Knight in White
Slumps to the floor

They carry him off
And tend to his wounds
A Blue Knight appears
The ladies all swoon

The maidens favorite
Known far and wide
Lord Richard of Leeds
His lance by his side

They ready for battle
Shields are in place
Masks of armor
Covering their face

Towards each other
They gallop full speed
Lances held high
The snorting of steeds

The Black Knight falls
The hero wins out
Blue Knight celebrates
Victory in the joust

Approaching the King
Horse and rider bow
The people go wild
Allegiance they vow

Medieval times
Hail to the King
Jousting tournaments
What glory they bring

Jousting With Ghosts

A macabre dance
with whatever
the subconscious
drags into my dreams
scuttling my already
fitful sleep.

Fodder Cable Cars Are Jousting With Clams Today

If you are going to attempt a waltz in a spotty teapot costume complete with a lid then do remember not to partake in tea drinking beforehand because the liquid might ruin the material and thus render the authenticity of the costume. People then would not quite believe that the waltz was going to be preformed by a tea pot for the fabric would be unsuitable to maintain an act. Acts admirably administer admirable and administrative actions. And a duty bound club of a chosen cup formation is now passing down the streets of the towns to clink and wave their handles at passers-by. And passers-by are neither Portarlington polestars pulsating, pink pine poles picking pogos. And neither are they decagonal in diameter. Disc like then. Good. Spin spin spin. Great. An electrical elephant prancing in a printed gown with a pointy hat. A peanut is very very inebriated and fell off a cushion. Left angled mirror equals four wheels driving to a dunk. Xxxxx authentication z z znz at thirty six hollering hula hooping hummus humps to twenty one beef cutlets in tight trousers. Z

Jousting Robots

Two jousting robots

In their purple helms

Red and blue carpets

Cling to the kings they serve

And serve themselves indeed

Two jousting robots

Fly forth with self poisoned thrusts and

On noble burros they ride

Side stepping the sharp jabs

Half heartedly fought

Shame and glory shared

With sly elephantine smiles

Battles fought for themselves

Royalty drowned in their own coffers

the public starving for blood

and the dried crumbs dropped

by these feigning knights


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I often view politicians in this light. They care not for the people they serve and we often only distinguish between them by their sigil.

Side note: why isn't politics or government a category on here? do we truly have nothing to say about it?

Jousting

Medieval times
A time of splendour
With gallant Knights
Ladies so slender

Jousting tournaments
The ladies all squeal
Exploding of hoofs
The clash of steel

Enter the Black Knight
To a round of jeers
The Red Knight enters
To resounding cheers

First pass no foul
They try it once more
The Knight in Red
Slumps to the floor

They carry him off
And tend to his wounds
A Blue Knight appears
The ladies all swoon

The maidens favourite
Known far and wide
Lord Richard of Leeds
His lance by his side

They ready for battle
Shields are in place
Masks of armour
Covering their face

Towards each other
They gallop full speed
Lances held high
The snorting of steeds

The Black Knight falls
The hero wins out
Blue Knight celebrates
Victory in the joust

Approaching the King
Horse and rider bow
The people go wild
Allegiance they vow

Medieval times
Hail to the King
Jousting tournaments
What glory they bring


© Jack Ellison 2014

Jousting

Medieval times
A time of splendour
With gallant Knights
Ladies so slender

Jousting tournaments
The ladies all squeal
Exploding of hoofs
The clash of steel

Enter the Black Knight
To a round of jeers
The Red Knight enters
To resounding cheers

First pass no foul
They try it once more
The Knight in Red
Slumps to the floor

They carry him off
And tend to his wounds
A Blue Knight appears
The ladies all swoon

The maidens favourite
Known far and wide
Lord Richard of Leeds
His lance by his side

They ready for battle
Shields are in place
Masks of armour
Covering their face

Towards each other
They gallop full speed
Lances held high
The snorting of steeds

The Black Knight falls
The hero wins out
Blue Knight celebrates
Victory in the joust

Approaching the King
Horse and rider bow
The people go wild
Allegiance they vow

Medieval times
Hail to the King
Jousting tournaments
What glory they bring

Jousting Tournament

With his arms on knees steadies his lance
Searching for breath gives him a glance

Eternal Thirst (Jousting With Joyce)

How scenic is phrenetic fantasy 
While fulminating in the manic mind? 
It's hidden in synaptic revelry, 
Articulated, yes, but hard to find. 

The minor absolution one demands 
From higher born authority than self 
Is often held by strangers in strange lands 
Or brazen, raisin boxes on the shelf. 

The madness of the mad though sad is not 
Without a nod transcendent, in a way; 
Which forces Joyce to ponder over plot 
And not which punctuation to display. 

Now take your time and read Ulysses first, 
Before the Wake of Finnegan is shown; 
For Finnegan becomes eternal thirst 
Where cognitive resolve remains unknown. 

Now bitter battles still are fought with fire 
In hallowed halls of higher learning fame 
Where academic's fight with fierce desire 
To elevate James Joyce's brilliant name. 

Finnegan's Wake can make a man go mad; 
Incomprehensible at best some say. 
Such genius has a way of causing sad 
Reverberations all along the way. 

So read a Portrait of the Artist first 
Then add Ulysses if you have the time. 
But Finnegan's Wake? Unquenchable thirst! 
A book to blow your brain and bind your mind.

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