She was not impressed
With knights in armor
Shining or otherwise
Thirteenth century flair
Was lost on her
Yet there he stood
Encapsulated in iron
Pinache of red feathers
Her heart on his sleeve
Jousting for the prize
“I would rather drown in the moat
than watch this barbarian mockery”
She had her own codes
For chivalry and courtly love
~
Much medieval mayhem in the dVerse Poet’s Pub this week…we are celebrating!
mishunderstood 