[Soaring Feather]

Alas, fair knight
the night is bright
and your Lady is burdened
with duties of court
sign this- read that
the Lord Mayor is fat
as a rat
Her Ladyship tires
the hour is late
the guards are asleep
guarding the gate
come gather me close
to thy breast
chambers are calling
sleep comes soon
a kiss on thy brow
a bow to the night
star light magic
plays now
we watch in repose
the close of the hour
in the Ivory Tower.

Good night sweet Knight.
Touch the Rose...

[SAMWolf]

Ok I'll play "Knights of Old, too. :-)

KNIGHT IN RUSTY ARMOR


Long ago in days of old
There lived a knight
Who wasn't quite as bold
As a knight should be.

He rode an old gray mare called Bess,
Searching for a damsel in distress
Just to see if he
Could set her free.

See the knight in rusty armour ride
To her aid.
Trusty sword is hanging at his side
With a rusty blade.

Up the tower steps he sneaked,
But as he moved,
His rusty armour squeaked
Such a mournful note

And all the sentries at their posts
Thought it must have been the castle ghost.
They jumped for their lives
In the moat.

So the knight in rusty armour won
His fair maid,
Had no need to draw his trusty sword
With a rusty blade.

As he bent to kiss his bride,
He found that he was
Rusted up inside
In his battle dress
And I can't guess

How they still got married and had twins.
They came in tins.
Every suit of armour ever made
Has a kink:
Chain mail pants with a missing link.

Peter and Gordon

[David L Walker straightheart]

Thank you for responding to my poem,and thank you for giving me your link I really enjoy the works that are expressed here...