Friday, June 12, 2009

Spring Breezes - Fighter Poem - sonnet

Spring Breezes


Their dagg'ed sleeves like penants breezes fly
That whisper Zephyr-fashion o'er the field
To raise the hopes of consorts on a sigh
That just as quickly dash when swords are wiel'd.
As numerous as sands upon the shore
Warriors bold surge forth to scour the ground
And blow like a Scirocco through the score
Of battle-bound contenders for the crown.
Mischief-making magic must ensue
Where Zephyr and Scirocco come to play
And one among the many is imbued
With battle-battered prowess to hold sway.
The winds of chance and fortune toss and fling
To buoy the champion up undoubted king.

-- Mistress Philippa Llewelyn Schuyler

...weaver of words and wadmal...especially now that she has her new warp-weighted loom...!

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