The Layde & the KnightA Poem by Ken Simm.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 © 2008 Ken Simm.Author's Note
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17 Reviews Added on February 11, 2008 Last Updated on April 14, 2008 AuthorKen Simm.Scotland, United KingdomAbout'I should not talk so much about myself if there were anybody else whom I knew as well. Unfortunately, I am confined to this theme by the narrowness of my experience' Thoreau. For all those who .. more..Writing
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