Knighthood Poems - Poems about Knighthood

Knighthood tale While we look back at the past Great memories keep rushing back As today is the joy of many tomorrow Many yesterdays have no hiding places Though i live to love you forever Love walks away from the reminiscence As a good name is coated in gold Streams of joy and happiness We are going...

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My "FAKE" Genealogical Knighthood Unbeknownst to me if royal gilded crests comprised my rusty dust caked coat of arms hence, I take liberty successfully farms productive crop to contrive fictitious Medieval Age forebears with favorable charms strong agile hands hurling crude accouterments centuries prior to invention of firearms, which weapons (of mass sieve construction) privy to proto gendarmes, this inventiveness of mine conjures courageous knights in shining armor, perhaps monogrammed, hammered...

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My thoughts are my weapons, my pen is my sword My will is my whetstone, my knighthood, —my Lord (Opening Poem to Novel 'Darkening Sun:' December, 2014)...

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Don't pretend you wear armor. I know that is only a set of scales. I know how you feed along the river's bottom....

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I saw a Band of Royal Knights upon their mighty Steeds Coat of Arms, A-gleaming Herald Heroic Deeds... One is Valor, One is Truth Chivalry and Might Another, Honor, Loyalty Justice and Light Charity and Chastity and Faith, Their Golden Spurs Those Bold, Polished Lords Oh! Such Handsome Sirs! Their Pennants were the Ladies Once Damsels in Distress Banners were the Orphans, Now Kith and Kin to Crest Their Swords...

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I was climbing up a ladder on a day with a cool breeze purring through the roof gutters. The wind would dip and run inside the open metal canister then shoot up with the unforgiving wall at roof’s end… That upthrust would meet my rising hair with a foosh reminding me of ungifted rewards, like spinning windmills our...

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