Lone Musketeer
Untrammeled by his Tweeting tears
His hand now explore forward gears,
Itching for a new leap,
Let ‘woods be dark and deep’,
For a hit, hard and hot,
Now or not, on the spot,
Not for naught a lone
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Categories:
musketeer, adventure, humor,
Form: Limerick
The Musketeer
The Musketeer
People don’t want to hear negative truth,
Even when they say they do.
If I told you of my life,
You would disappear out of sight.
You only want to see smiling faces;
You don’t want to hear I have no light.
Bury me with good intentions.
Say cheer up to bring me down.
You want my love? You cannot have it.
You
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Categories:
musketeer, death, emotions, life, love,
Form: Bio
Journey of a Musketeer
Has it become a grave sin, if I pass the shallow mountains?
Has it breed hatred when a path to life is sought after?
The journey to greatness isn't for the tridents,
Only those who knows the road to death sojourn well.
The bare mountains lay waste
Barely a soul lives in this path
What choice lay
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Categories:
musketeer, allegory, allusion, confusion, depression,
Form: Classicism
Sir Musketeer
I teach, i fly, i write
I thought, i flew, i broke
I fell in love with paper's note
But the index did not reach its goal
I revise, evaluate, eliminate
But cursives made it red for the date
Loosen up your fear, said by the head
To spell the letters of "best" for the day
I spoke, i choke the words
The words
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Categories:
musketeer, best friend, bullying, encouraging,
Form: Free verse
One Lonely Musketeer
First read Jan Allisons, "One lonely musky tear"
One Lonely Musketeer
Tiss true I have me comrades
Men at arms, one for all and all for one
When it comes to love, seems I ride alone
A big nose of whiskey, the ladies seem to run
My sword may latch on to a knicker or two
Those lassies sure do run fast,
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Categories:
musketeer, imagination,
Form: Light Verse
The Lost Musketeer
Strode the red with a somewhat elegant stance.
Posture strut, apparel of a musketeer from France.
Outstanding panache surely caught the glance
Of the staring virgins, of the glaring aunts.
Flipped the cattle into a ga ga trance....
Did I make a wrong landing, by the faintest chance?
For the ga ga now seemed more like a look of askance.
Clearly,
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Categories:
musketeer, confusion, fantasy, funny, parody,
Form: Light Verse