Act VII – The Decision
It happened quite some time ago
when dragons roamed the land
where chivalry was in the heart
and valor close at hand
we find our princess with her knight
her heavy heart so frail
for should she share with him her ploy
their love might still prevail
to tell him now might save his pride
and help her win her cause
but fear does bind her words within
this angst does give her pause
she looks into her sweet’s kind gaze
and finds her heart set free
so swept away by all she feels
she says to him, “let’s flee!”
his grin does speak the truth she knows
the two of them hold dear
to run away would not be right
their honor they would smear
he takes her hands in both of his
her gaze he does demand
to let her know all will be fine
their love shall guide his hand
she pulls him in to her embrace
and preys he’ll understand
her heart is his but hers to give
she must proceed as planned
At last with her decision made
she’ll fight with all her will
and let the chips fall where they may
and prey her love be still
And so moves forth our tale of love
in shadows filled with woe
our princess knows what she will do
yet fears she’ll loose her beau
when dragons roamed the land
where chivalry was in the heart
and valor close at hand
we find our princess with her knight
her heavy heart so frail
for should she share with him her ploy
their love might still prevail
to tell him now might save his pride
and help her win her cause
but fear does bind her words within
this angst does give her pause
she looks into her sweet’s kind gaze
and finds her heart set free
so swept away by all she feels
she says to him, “let’s flee!”
his grin does speak the truth she knows
the two of them hold dear
to run away would not be right
their honor they would smear
he takes her hands in both of his
her gaze he does demand
to let her know all will be fine
their love shall guide his hand
she pulls him in to her embrace
and preys he’ll understand
her heart is his but hers to give
she must proceed as planned
At last with her decision made
she’ll fight with all her will
and let the chips fall where they may
and prey her love be still
And so moves forth our tale of love
in shadows filled with woe
our princess knows what she will do
yet fears she’ll loose her beau
Act VIII – The Bout
It happened quite some time ago
when dragons roamed the land
where men were measured by the sword
and swiftness of their hand
the time has fin’ly come to pass
for our two loves to meet
no longer in their secret place
upon their garden seat
instead they strut the battlegrounds
two men for all to see
and bow to king and princess dear
but wait, how can that be
the princess in two spots at once
not possible you say
(hmmm) but ‘tis our lady’s maid who stands
as princess on display
‘tis with a cry the king declares
“the victor here within
will wed my daughter as proclaimed.
now let the bout begin!”
(ahhh) but to describe the artistry
with which our two loves sparred
their courtly dance with clashing swords
no one could disregard
oh what a match these two do make
both on and off the field
they fight with every breath they have
and still they do not yield
yet like all things that come to pass
this bout must find an end
for with a trick he stole from her
our young knight does descend
and with this final move he makes
her helmet goes astray
revealing who she really is
to everyone’s dismay
And thus moves on our tale of love
in shadows filled with woe
our knight now knows of love’s deceit
his princess is his foe
where men were measured by the sword
and swiftness of their hand
the time has fin’ly come to pass
for our two loves to meet
no longer in their secret place
upon their garden seat
instead they strut the battlegrounds
two men for all to see
and bow to king and princess dear
but wait, how can that be
the princess in two spots at once
not possible you say
(hmmm) but ‘tis our lady’s maid who stands
as princess on display
‘tis with a cry the king declares
“the victor here within
will wed my daughter as proclaimed.
now let the bout begin!”
(ahhh) but to describe the artistry
with which our two loves sparred
their courtly dance with clashing swords
no one could disregard
oh what a match these two do make
both on and off the field
they fight with every breath they have
and still they do not yield
yet like all things that come to pass
this bout must find an end
for with a trick he stole from her
our young knight does descend
and with this final move he makes
her helmet goes astray
revealing who she really is
to everyone’s dismay
And thus moves on our tale of love
in shadows filled with woe
our knight now knows of love’s deceit
his princess is his foe
2 comments:
ha. i bet all the jaws dropped when that helmet came off....smiles....still hoping they dont actually hurt each other....
Skillful poetry that tells a story with charm and rhythm. Enjoyed.
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