Short Jousting Poems
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Jousting courses -
Knight classes available.
If you rise above your station,
You'll never catch that subway train.
Passerine in black
Jousting for mid air order
Murder in the skies
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Jocular jokester jetting past Jib.
Joyful juggernaut jousting in jest.
Benevolent benefactor beseeching baby’s bib.
Bequeathing beloved blue beret, belly button the best.
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
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 only because of the kings pleas,
lanced once too often feeling apathy,
drinking from cup,
holes sprung much,
feeling like a piece of holey swiss cheese.
11-14-16
A Brilliant Crystal Dome Extends.
For Geniality, Host Intends:
Jousting Knights, Luminous Metal,
Novel Ocean, Proud Quetzalcoatl.
Richard Supervising Trials Undergone
Via Wandering Xysts, Yon Zones.
verbs pranced across my mind
gardening, wiggling, giggling, slipping, sliding
jiggling, and sometimes sledding
jumping, jousting, boasting, ghosting
they were too fast to catch
but I ran after them, trying my best
All brimming crystal drizzled earth frazzled glory hugged;
Icicles jousting kaleidoscopic light, meets
Natures overfrosted pinnacled quiverings.
Raining snow tumults us, Life-like vanities:
Waning xylems' younger zeniths
Any bold cloud dancing
enjoys flirting gallantly,
hoisting; inspiring; jousting;
knowing laughter makes nice orchestrations
particularly quenching raw spirits
teaching unabashed vanity
While Xylophones yammer zanily.
A
mute
poet
wonders why
seeds from soulful words
fail to blossom his lotus voice.
A silent knight jousting against his militant muse,
whose armour is a sword of metaphors piercing verses to bleed through poetic forms.
His body lay dormant rather still;
No longer jousting and carrying on;
Mindscape wrinkles in his brain no longer his will;
Stiff as the trees in the forest strong;
2/3/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Elegy
It must have dazzled Free Will
To be jousting with Fate.
Clanks there no discordant
But armour intimate.
Dark, or roseate-crested, one of
Either the former's knights.
Sent out its castle wall, beyond
For the latter's world-fights.
I dreamt a great knight was jousting for me
His lance tossed the opponent from his steed
In great joy I reveled
But soon felt dissheveled
When mask was lifted, Nancy Pelosi!
*Political Nightmare for John's Contest
Oh, March,
You vagabond of trumpet gales
Swirling city trash
‘round tipping cans
Tugging
At fully outstretched flags
Ruffling Robin feathers
Jousting with Jonquils
Elevating
A hungry hawk
Howling
At the heels of fleeing winter
Lest it keep you
From a date with spring
see her, you see
That distant part of me
Never to be lonely
In the mind of my "one and only"
Omare in her sight
Feelings are aflight
Jousting for attention
try as i might
She will not ignore me
Nore has she ceased caring
Transparency of my love
I am undeserving see
Nature's sweet angel has arrived.
With a metal eye that doesn't discriminate.
Invisible warrior jousting with a giant.
Slowing down the destruction of Earth's heart.
David slaying Goliath with sling and rock.
From the cool-cool lungs of a bramble God.
We're always six feet from our prayers.
Such a grand memory I set aside,
Passing time in the French bucolic countryside
Passing lazy days away
Sipping sweet, sweet wine.
Lifting spirits, jousting melancholic ways
Experience expunging naivete
The Louvre, or the opera
Blessing a bravura shrine
Seeking serenity, here and now,
I long to stay, this place mine
mounted warrior
lance ahead
Charge ! {LOL}
Entry for
Deborah Simpson's
Medieval's Contest
Just Gotta Love
A Guy On Horseback
Dare challenge me?
Then be my guest …
The stags enter into a jousting quest,
No time now for antlers to rest,
The challenger locks his horny crest,
With focused stare and forceful zest,
A testosterone and power fest,
Nature at its Darwinian best.
Into the gene-pool
He wished to invest,
Can he suceed,
Survive this test?
It's TRUTH and LOVE,which spark the light.
It's LIES and DECEIPT which spark the HATE.
Living in the shadows those bent and bound souls
congregate.
Bowing to their fear, rather than jousting through
and making wide the gates to LOVE.
Tis LOVE FOR ALL, despite their flaws, in which we HEAR and HEED
God's call.
Bite Size Poem #41
Serenaded silence
Under blushing sun
Swinging hands holding
Flowering love
Fledgling fingers
Jousting to arrhythmic beats
Summer soliloquies
Too shy to fluently speak
Sweet somethings
Whispered in ticklish ears
Swirling sentiments
Searching to endear
Grown-up glances
Alternating until one
Longing lips converging
Under blushing sun
Mountains occupy my mind
I crave the solitude,
Upon their lofty heights I find
Peace, and lifted mood.
The echoing of jousting crows
A skylark's warbling call,
Sunshine playing across a tarn
I find such joy in all.
Out there on the mountainside
Is where I long to be.
Among the rugged crags and peaks,
I need no company.
My freedom is mine
To do what I I want
To sail on drunken waters
With souls you can't measure.
My freedom is mine
To take Jefferson to task
For every slave he never freed, and
Impregnated, holy, holy, holy father.
My freedom is mine to take
And give any lost memory,
Feigning love,
Justifying faith,
Or simply jousting my way
Into sleepful wakes.
Stolen Brighter Day
Sir Lancelot, my one true love,
Was sent to me from God above.
In the kingdom of my dreams
Fantasies have many themes.
Real world longings seek thereof.
Oh, knight in armor come my way.
Let’s kiss and love the night away.
Two peas snuggled in a pod.
Holding to God’s iron rod.
NO! Satan stole my brighter day.
Inspired by Carolyn Devonshire’s “Jousting Surprise”