Long Courtiers Poems

For a few coins Melord, I'll tell a story of two that met in this place, 
and here you can take your rest, and leave sumpter to graze in the tall grass.

I payed the old...

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THE DEATH OF A YOUNG KING . . .

Eight of the strongest and, bravest the of warriors; were collected in all
Each chosen for their strength; each of the same height, and, their gaul

Their task was...

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"The Haunting"

What happened 
was a crime
in more ways 
than one

who can understand 
the mind of a recidivist
twisted, calculating
in this story, there is 
more than one, 

the night 
of a thousand 
cutting knives
the turn of the...

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La Civilisation – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s “Civilization” by T. Wignesan 

Nous qui sont arrivés en retard à la civilisation,
Une lacune des siècles que nous ait laissé tomber,
Lors de votre arrivé à nos terres nous...

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Enea, at the Scottish Court

The critics claim that this is far the worst
of all the frescoes.  Enea the star?  No
inkling here.  Can that be James the First?

And that’s the Clyde?  It...

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Brutus Iulius Trois page 02

Where Trojans are there will be Troy
In Hesperia  the elder cousins the new Dardanoi 
the sons of Silvanus Dardanus shall inherit
and Lavinia's bloodline shall dwindle down  
caught by a...

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In the court of the Queen,
With her eyes to the ground,
Who is shrouded in darkness
And silence profound

With her skeletal hands,
Wrapped in gossamer skin,
Rest on smoothed out mahogany, 
And gleam through the dim.

There is nothing to...

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This is a poem written by my mother, under her, "nom de plume", 
Genevieve St. Cyr.

The mechanical bird covered with diamonds, sings only 
waltzes until the insides give way, and the sound 
of his craft...

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Connor the baby dragon went to see the queen
He knocked upon the palace door insisting he was seen

The courtiers and the equerries on seeing the little tyke
Told him to be off at once his kind...

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the spouse of william jefferson bitten 
i.e. hillary clinton
appears tub bee foster ring ill fit ten
for tha role of president - cuz, she z currently hit n

objections viz potential intelligence violations -  
 ...

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Chandeliers glow beneath golden cherubs
Highlighted arches; adorned the great hall.
Paintings of cupids by masters of old,
Watched from the ceiling as people stood tall –

Debutantes fluttered their lashes and fans.
Pastels reflected on floors and shone bright.
Shadows...

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IF ever I had a country : LIV - LV

			LIV

IF ever I had even at an Event Horizon a country
And if ever I were by self-arrogated Divine Right His or Her Imperial Majesty
I'd clamp in...

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scents of the old pine and hazelwood sail through the damp air,
the old teak never ceases to astound a visitor.
Gargantuan its tall spread wings engulfing the whole structure.
the minute carvings and the niches in the...

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There seems to be a problem inside my mind,
There are dragons roaring behind closed doors
Princesses scraping along prison bars
And usually dancing fairies trying to dig their way out

There are sparkling diamonds buried beneath mountains
Waterfalls quashed...

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Eagle 
 
  Dalliance up above in the stratosphere,
  Sailing stead in the smooth creamy cloud
  Like the Almighty Angelic machine in Azure,
  Like the beastly Griffin running missive among
 stars.
...

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Perfidy

A hollow laugh reverberates
Through the empty chambers
Of a lonely heart

Love's labours lost.
Stolen. Thrown away.
The echo continues.....

To penetrate through
To the very soul
And render it bare

Yet still. Yet still
The tears of sadness, joy and fear
Roll down the...

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Vaingloria, chieftainess imperial
Hums a tune of love and springtime lost,
For now the seasons of her greying hair is Fall
Flecked with harbingers of coming frost.

And yet she reminisces of her early years,
Courtesan of rare erotic arts,
Remembering...

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The King of Mythical Endurance
Ate curry with his gilded spoon
Whilst watching his court dancers
Perform the ceremonies of the moon
Four and twenty picked maidens
Each chosen to his taste
Each full breasted proudly
With an hour glass waist

The King...

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Farm in view with a field full of cows
Golden mist of grass on the ground
Afternoon light.Colors change +glow
Just for a few minutes then darkness
The night was silent.Courtiers enjoin
Banquet hall lit bright with candlelight
Soft glow shines...

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Take off your pants
This is no romance.
It’s a stick up.
As Woodie said
They can rob you with a fountain pen
But I don’t your money
And I don’t take prisoners.
What I want to take from you
Is your turn...

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A nice young man in a nice crisp blouse is rifling through papers as we speak. Somewhat undisturbed it is imperative that he reaches the halls at the correct time. For all is structured and...

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Wrapped in shattered wings of failure,
remorsefully, begging second chances
from the crowd of mannequins; Judgement of silence.
Feeling, this searing breath of mortality
sweep away accolades and critical acclaim.
Slipping from the satin pedestal,
perched upon broken egos.
Tearing the cloth...

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As the never world awaits me, 
The lord darkness, his cloak now draped.
Haunting images that appear in dreams,
Invade the subconscious, till again I wake 

Complative thoughts well before the dawn,
I walk the morning shore,
How many...

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January.
I now perform the annual alchemy,
my purpose :
to capture Spanish sunshine in a jar.

Seville :
white fragrant flower to bitter orange sphere.
Childrey :
sugar, water, shredded peel to liquid gold.

Now attend
and carefully stir the boiling cauldron,
Shakespearian
witch-like, the...

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There is music in her hands;
The graceful gestures of a different time,
Courtly manners and a black lace fan...
A hundred shaded meanings
In my daughter's eyes...
Mysterious, sibilant laughter without mystery
Without guile
Say so many things young and beautiful.

And...

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