Greetings again, Eric...
and again I find your greatest fan (next to me, of course), Ron quoting you again and again! Did I miss another of his comments this time?
I'm mystified.
I love the liteness of this piece, my friend. You do the sonnet great justice herein. And did you indeed write this one by candlelight? and were you grogged too?
Excellent work!
QUOTE (Merlin @ Jul 31 06, 22:35 )
Knightly Tales
Tall tales of errant knights on mystic steeds
flow from his pen when he begins to write,
describing knightly games by candlelight
and how they woo wild women with their deeds.
Round Table yarns reveal both fun and greed,
portraying conquests; most begin at night
with Lancelot and Lady Gwendolite
or several infidels who quaff sweet mead.
[ Can hardly wait to read of Gwendolite; was she the consolation prize one knight? ]
He fills his glass with nectar of the gods –
white wine, or sometimes red, it matters not,
then settles back into his rocking chair.
His doodle marks resemble arthropods
that spin a web, wherein is briefly caught
this bit of winsome nonsense I now share. deLightingly, Daniel