Long Sir lancelot Poems

The knight of knights, Sir Lancelot,
From far away in Camelot,
Went by a way that he knew not
And thus, by chance, spied Astolat
With sunset's gleam upon her tow'rs:
T'was there he met the maid Elaine,
With hair as...

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A languorous morning 

Nestled in between warm duvets, a goose feathered pillow or two…a luxury 
A striped kitten, a beautiful shade of grey, on a windowsill grey too; purring, gentle breaths, authenticity so appealing
A glass...

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The Bottle
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this is a song as yet to be set to music---it's to be sung by a lady so anyone who knows how to sing and write music take this and run with it...i don't want...

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To all of you who read the first song, I thank you-and to those of you who went to CJBELL.NET I thank you exponentially
  TAKE A SPIN IN CRINOLINE

Do you tango?
Do you dance a...

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TAKE A SPIN IN CRINOLINE

Do you tango?
Do you dance a lot, 
my Sir Lancelot?
Do you cha-cha?
And like me you sure are hot?\

Do you mambo?
Do you Lindy Hop?
Do you slow dance?
And does dancing make your champagne...

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Now Sir Mordred was an evil knight
and always causing trouble and strife
He seeked to destroy Arthur’s throne
and take it from him, for his own

He was full of hate and jealousy
towards the king who became his...

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Cold front brings August respite
upon cusp of autumn quite
natural palliative to forget monetary plight
relieving spate of dog days of summer
seasonal crisp balm appeared overnight
evidenced of late by Jeeves

cool temperatures at night
temporarily bumping ugly
global warming with...

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At his wedding Arthur received
a magnificent round table, he was pleased
From king Leodegrances of cameliard
graciously covered, impressively carved

As time went by Arthur decreed
twenty four men that would up heed
He made them knights and brothers to...

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Hand me a pen so that I may write the most stunning 
love poem in the world.
Hand me the most luxurious paper so the writing appears 
elegant and well placed.
Let the words flow from my...

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Green fields of grass and black boys in white
Sir Lancelot and round table and frolic sights
The children of slaves so bedecked as knights
Spectators shadeless sizzling in fusion of light
O come let us play upon the...

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Insane, insane what follows old
A tragedy yet to be told.
Though ye walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
It is love that we most of all must bequeath.
Amongst green pastures grows a flowering field
One...

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'Sir Lancelot/To Guenevere ( My Lady of the lake)........

........Your scent took tiny step's into the room.

I stopped dead at what I was doing.

I paused a second before lifting thyn head,

so that timing would be perfect...

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- “Oh, no! not in spring-time!  Summer, winter or fall! 
No, never could I leave you at all!” 
From the song “If Ever I Would Leave You” from the movie Camelot
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qqTveSQoKZE

A Legendary Love

In a...

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There was a camel that trots a lot,
He trotted his way from Camelot;
With tasseled fringe and jeweled saddle,
He fiorded rivers with a golden paddle.
Up the dunes and across the sands,
He traversed all the way to...

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The art gallery,
Was inspiring and exciting,
A portrait consuming,
Sir Lancelot,
King Arthur’s closest companion,
The greatest swordsman of his time,
A knight of the round table,
Her eyes were drawn to him,
Staring at his picture,
He seemingly stared back,
Handsome were her...

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O Camelot! O Camelot!
The winds have changed, the land got hot!
Though dromedaries are quite neat,
A bactrian's hard to unseat,
And so the knights still joust a lot.

At banquet feasts, the men are found,
And like the table,...

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All my life, up until now,  The TV channel playing in my head late at night even after I have gotten out of bed, has only been a test pattern. Then a voice called...

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I was thirteen  the first time I pinned my eyes on her
She smelled of Italy, with peppermint breath that clung sweet 
each time she kissed me affectionately with love-caress    
She told...

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When you are a politician, they all want you with fruition 
if you were a great magician you would wave a magic wand   
When you are a politician you have to watch your...

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I look towards the foaming sea		
The clouds go by, the wind runs free		
I stand upon the tremblin’ quay		
And wonder now where you could be	
I call your name but all in vain. 		
The crashing waves encroach...

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Lancelot left his friend sir kay snoring
Took his garment and he wore
He rode into the woods singing
He saw a glade and the quartet as they swore

The quartet,loitering in power thought it was sir kay

Sir Sagramour...

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In days of old, 
ye knights were bold
And Dragons roamed the land
Sir Lancelot, he was a knight
And Fought with Sword in hand
White horse he rode 
With his lance
A shiny  suit of armour
Beware this knight,...

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A happy ending to "The Lady of Shallot"
(In deference to Lord Tennyson)

But then the sky's uncommon grace
shown bright and lively on her face
as sullen visage was replaced
and Heaven's holy light was traced
to the shores of...

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Scripted be these endless visions the faithful child; candy-striped....
Sugar coated vertical horizons ? Romanesque, their arches round'about
Obsidian's encircling glass and dark her ages skipping squares your, pyramids
Agamemnon's, subservient generations far from unique their trojan horse,...

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