The Layde & the Knight

Part of the collection with Susi

 

I ride and I ride soft canter it flows

I ride to my hawk

soft wind it doth blow

The hawk bells do ring

as she breaks from the day

in this winter morning

at the chasing her prey

her I fear to intrude

and lure her to stay

and hood her so crude

 

Over rough hill and vale

o'er fence she now faces

past fields dark and rude

in light beyond pale

I continue my chases

To gallop yon fool frail

I laugh death in its faces

 

Until brightness flicking

from a pool in the forest

In mine eye it was sticking

I espied on a low branch

my bird come to resting

by a pool in a copse

deep and dark to its testing

Mine ear pick out faintly

and dim in the distance

A lady now daintily

Abroad now and singing

 

My wonder, in'truth

seems to hear so transported

a song of her youth

and her love so reported

I watched her appear

from beyond pool so stilling

her beauty it reared

my heart near to filling

For beauteous she was

in raiment so fine

that I drank in her voice

be like a fine wine

And love held me stricken

with reflect'd on her face

would she notice me there

as through longing missed

and take all that be fair

be vanish'd without trace

As her lips I long kissed

and her locks shining parted

I longed for her looks

Howsomuch damaged my heart did

 

 

Had she tarried awhile

I would have I'm sure

Presented with style

my suite so to woo her

But gone she now was

I longed to pursue her

But I held back too late

Although never to sure

Was I of this vision

vouchsafed me by heaven

 

My heart its derision

was surely as steadfast

that made my decision

to pursue now this quest

until I would breath last

in pursuit of my lady

if not paradise found

then surely to hades

I would soon be bound

Author's Note

See the full series in order on SM Davis profile page

Reviews

[T. L. O'Neal]

This was a cool poem, I thought it was going to be more about the Knight's Templar on Friday the 13th, but I was pleasantly surprised with this too. T

[Sheila M]

I love the feel of this poem. Very beautifully written.

[Eyeliner W***e]

Wow, this is amazing! I loved it. The way you wrote it was amazing! I loved all the differnt words that you used, this is so differnt then post things on here! I love the details!!

[James Mayfield]

Absolutely incredible. I love the use of outdated vocabulary. I really miss seeing such evocative words put into play. The imagery was wonderful and it flowed nicely. Very well done.

[George Love]

Love the imagery, the old English is very good. More of that might take away from it. Classic style, a classic write.

[Pema Dorje]

A poignant write in the olde tongue to give it historical veracity ... a solid historical piece of Love dashed and longing wending to the etheric sea ... your painting pen, Ken

[Emily B]

A romantic story. The details are well-placed. I enjoyed it very much.