Haikus For The End Of The Knight
Do Not Go Gently
Into That, Good Knight, I Say
My Flesh Is Tender
Your Lance Breaks Neatly
In My Grasping, Clasping Claws
Who Is Sorry Now?
My Breath Is Awful
And Not Only In Morning
You Will Feel It Now
Can You Sense The End?
The Death Of Heroes Is Sad
But Never Causeless
I Am My Hero
You Are The Wicked Burglar
This Is My Home Cave
The Princess Is Dead
Your Questing Is So Futile
I Pity You, Knight
My Dinner Arrived
Wrapped In Most Beautiful Foil
That Is Empty Now
Dessert Is Here Too
For Wherever There Are Knights
There Are Always Squires
Another Trinket
Broken Weapons And Glitter
Line My Cave Once More
Into That, Good Knight, I Say
My Flesh Is Tender
Your Lance Breaks Neatly
In My Grasping, Clasping Claws
Who Is Sorry Now?
My Breath Is Awful
And Not Only In Morning
You Will Feel It Now
Can You Sense The End?
The Death Of Heroes Is Sad
But Never Causeless
I Am My Hero
You Are The Wicked Burglar
This Is My Home Cave
The Princess Is Dead
Your Questing Is So Futile
I Pity You, Knight
My Dinner Arrived
Wrapped In Most Beautiful Foil
That Is Empty Now
Dessert Is Here Too
For Wherever There Are Knights
There Are Always Squires
Another Trinket
Broken Weapons And Glitter
Line My Cave Once More
posted by Marcia | 5:14 PM
3 Comments:
YOu have good taste, and that was pretty sharp, but don't go dragon me into poetry.
SO
Can I hound you into doggerelry?
Oh fair maid, which knight hath bit the dust.
sw
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