The Layde & the Knight

The Layde & the Knight

A Poem by Ken Simm.
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Part of the collection with Susi

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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

© 2008 Ken Simm.


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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

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.




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Words elegantly and appropriately layde... a wonderful combination of thought and clarity.

'For beauteous she was
in raiment so fine
that I drank in her voice
be like a fine wine..'

Posted 7 Years Ago


Ken Simm.

7 Years Ago

Thank you for seeking out and liking this Emma. I'm glad you enjoyed it.
this was classically beautiful... I love to read this, this is true poetry... like old English masters..of internal dialogue somnething. acquired, a semi-dramatic monologue..and thus enhanced the richness and complexity, admiration of this relationship, I loved it all but this I like to cite "My wonder, in'truth

seems to hear so transported

a song of her youth

and her love so reported" the song of her youth... this even makes me feel sentimental... it must be quite a challenge to get older and fight with the dilemma of being already wise and still pretty but who knows for how long.. and this society everywhere around... is all about the eternal youth.. a great poem.



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

you guys are soo cool!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I can but only wish to have the grace of tounge as you have showen here. Bravo!

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I am truly impressed with this eloquent epic poem; it far exceeds the ordinary. Your command over the English language is astounding; the progression is flawless and the flow is likened unto a gentle breeze on a warm day - refreshing, to say the least!

I shall certainly enjoy my journey through this series!

~Beautiful in every aspect of the word~

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

the language and the stylistics make this a difficult poem to write. It couldn't have been written any better than this. Such strong feeling of longing and such unrelenting faith from the narrator in finding what he perceives as the love of his life is expressed in this poem. The intermittent rhyming makes the flow even more powerful. The flow itself seems so naturally intertwined with each and every word of this poem. Achieving that requires mastery. Bravo.


Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Such an enchanting piece, Ken, images are fascinating, and the conclusion? Exceptional.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Hmmm. Interesting piece Ken. It took a few reads to get into the Romantic flow, harkening back to chivalric tales. The form feels almost balladric. Cheers! Rob

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This was written a way that was once what poetry was. Very nice.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Ken, this was quite beautifully voiced. It flowed with warmth. A powerful romantic piece. Outstanding job!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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