Old Tales I Have Turned

Old Tales I Have Turned

A Poem by Christopher Laverty

Old tales of knights and honour I have turned:
sat at baronial tables, seen a hall -
through plots I've overheard - now rise, now fall -
spied cloistered sighs, felt pangs of lovers spurned;
breathed thin-high epic airs - watched cities burned,
while noble foes charged to the trumpet's call -
yet there's a volume I most prize of all,
within whose breathing leaves much more I've learned.
Though when it speaks I wonder what is meant -
a guileless language in its eyes I see -
wherein I trace the passions' firmament;
she is my class - her face is nature's key
to learning other volumes but augment -
she is this book - the heart's academy.

© 2025 Christopher Laverty


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Added on July 26, 2023
Last Updated on January 17, 2025
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Christopher Laverty
Christopher Laverty

Bristol, England, United Kingdom



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I am from Cornwall and now live in Bristol. I have worked as a teacher and my hobbies include reading, music, films, walking and travelling. I have been published in Reach Poetry Magazine, Runcible.. more..

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