The Lord and His Lady

A Poem by Missy Lorraine

Those that love grim tales shall enjoy this one!

Shall I walk among the dead

when it has been so widely said

that these creatures can be rash

and will leave your body among the trash.

Soon your body will animate

only to walk toward the rusty gate.

Beyond the gate is the Lord

who loves to build and to forge

an army of the living dead

whose purpose is to keep his stead.

Soon the army will crumble and fall

and leave the Lord in his hall.

Afraid he is all alone,

with nothing but his dusty tomes.

So he builds once again

his army of the living dead.

Working for hours at a time

the lord in his room of lime,

stumbles across a new solution

one that's gleeful substitution.

Instead of relying on the dead

he shall find a wife again.

For his wife long before now

had no idea how

she could be with someone who

was horrendous and not so new.

So she left him all alone

with his dead and his tome.

Just as the Lord comes upon this

there comes a knock and a hiss,

weary to investigate

he goes to the door only to state:

"What are you doing here

when you should be feeling fear?"

He does not say this though

for at the door is no ordinary foe.

Standing there in front of him

is a lady with leg and limb,

and so the Lord was thoroughly smitten

by a lady with a white kitten.

Though poorly as she was dressed

her lovely face beat all the rest.

He stared at her and her at him

until he finally said so dim:

"Please come in and feel at home

come out of that dreary dome.

Would you like some tea or better yet

a pretty ring I'd eagerly set

on your dainty finger now

along with a pure white gown?"

"Now sir" she said quite obviously ruffled

"wouldn't you rather have a truffle?

I was sent here to give to the Lord

something to make him not so bored.

Now I see you don't need such a cure

but now how am I to endure

when I am still not so sure

what has been left for me in store.

Are you positive it is me that you want

and are not just trying to taunt?

I am not suited to be your wife

and shall surely turn to the knife.

These monsters of yours shall drive me insane

as soon as the moon begins to wane.

You see sir, that is my weakest time

when I am worth not even a dime.

I shake and tremble don't you know

if I see but a shadow when alone?"

"Please dear girl do not fret

I promise my army will keep you safe yet.

I shall be near your side forever

and love and hold you throughout whatever.

You see" he said "I know pain,

and would not inflict it for my gain.

My wife left a while back

and a woman's love is what I lack.

So please dear girl give me your hand

so we may travel to wondrous lands."

So there she stood with mouth agape

at the Lord and felt no hate.

In fact, she thought, he's quite a charmer,

more so than any mere farmer.

This here is a handsome man

with much wealth and bountiful land,

But then again he controls the dead

and has them fiercely guard his stead.

It is true that they provide protection

and they suffer great rejection.

The Lord, he has given them hope

as he had her, the daughter of a dope.

As she thought, the Lord's frown grew

because her thoughts he thought he knew.

But she had made up her mind

deciding that it was finally time.

"Good Lord" she said, looking down,

"When shall I look for my gown"

The Lord smiled from ear to ear

then kissed his woman, close to tears.

"Oh Sir" she said when his tears began to flow,

"Were you really oh so alone?

Do not worry now that I am with you

because we can start our lives anew"

So she began to wipe away his tears

along will all of his lifelong fears

of being alone with no one else

drowning in misery by himself.

So the Lord and the girl

traveled all around the world.

They lived and laughed and loved each other

and had a girl and then another.

The Lord's lady now not afraid,

befriended the army while she stayed.

For some day she would become one of them

but she refused to tell that to him.

The Lord he would be so afraid,

for her illness had no aid.

She was growing old in body and mind

only now biding her time.

The handsome Lord aged no more;

He was immortal as before.

She decided not to dwell on that now,

and instead she pondered on how

she would live the rest of her life

without causing her loved ones strife.

And so the Lord's precious wife

decided she would turn to the knife.

She died there in the bed they had shared

knowing her husband really had cared.

He had loved her though he very well knew

that one day she would bid adue.

Her crimson blood flowed over the sheets

when the Lord found her he weapt at her feet.

Yet another one lost that he could not get back,

for a solution he searched his stacks.

He searched his books until he found

a way to finally make himself sound.

He drank a brew then lay with his love,

then pierced his heart and let his blood

mingle with hers as he lay and die

because he knew alas it was time.

Their two girls found them the next day

and realized they also could not stay.

One after another they drank the sweet drink

and lay by their parents close to the brink.

So the Lord and his family dear

could now be forever near.

Author's Note

I had typed this quite quickly, so there may be some spelling mistakes. If you find any mistakes whatsoever, do not hesitate to bring them to my attention. Thank you reviewers!

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Chris

Working for hours at a time
the lord in his room of lime,

"time" to end two lines in a row is poor.

with his dead and his tome. You said tomes before...so should be tomes now.

My mife left a while back - "mife"?
so we may travel to woundrous lands." - "woundrous"?
and has them fiercly guard his stead. "fiercly"?
They lived and laughed and loved eachother "eachother"?
that one day she would bid adue. "Adue"?
awhen the Lord found her he weapt at her feet. "awhen"?
"Their boy and girl found them the next day" - you had said they had two girls.

Fair rhyming but not throughout. The rhythm had many stumbles. I liked the story.