BLACK KNIGHT

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BLACK KNIGHT

BLACK KNIGHT

 

Yearning like a heart

with no home of its

own,

or a deer with no place

to roam.

 

For there once was

a love

that I called my own.

Still the folly of youth

was the way of the day.

 

Passion was like

poison

and life yet

died away.

 

At long last the kings men

were all slain

and he dethroned.

All that remains is the

Black Knight

standing alone.

 

Death offers no

refuge,

sleep is no release.

Appalling the pain

that will show no restrain

and I ……

I long for one last taste

of my queen

and the poison that

slay me.

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SavVySam commented on BLACK KNIGHT

06-02-2010

This is a great poem! You showed a nice use of language to create this strong write filled with vivid images!

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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LOVE 1
SILENCE OF SNOW 0
MEMORIES OF A BLUE BUNGALOW 0
A TENEMENT ON JONES STREET 1
RED SKY’S IN THE MORNING 3
BLACK KNIGHT 1
SAINT ELMO’S FIRE 3
SUNDAY MORNING GUILT ENOUGH TO GO AROUND 1
NO MATTER AT $4.95 1
THE BOX 1
THE WHEEL TURNS 1
UP THE BLUE STAIRS 1
THE KISS 1
A QUESTION OF SLEEP 1
EARLY MORNING COFFEE 1
Crimson Leaf 1
A QUESTION OF YESTERDAY 4
3 A. M. 2
LOUIS 4
THE RIVER 6
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COACH 10 SEAT 12 2
In The Name of the Father 2
ECHOES OF DARKNESS AND LIGHT 1
MYSTIC DREAM 1
EARTHS BREATH 3
THE FERRYMAN 3
Winter Tide 3
SCARLET RIBBON 3
THE CROW 5
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WINTER OF 33 2
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