One More

 Setting Pen to Paper

(The travels of William Pen of Guin)
(a silly poem)

What's black and white and red, you say?
A penguin in the heat of day.
Although he likes a cooler clime,
He bides in Careg Wen a time.

To view the choosing of the one
Who'll be the shire's champion.
As well. to see the one whom fate
Will pick to be protectorate.

He thinks our customs rather odd
(He's also been to Sothron Gaard),
So he has come to have a look.
When he gets home, he'll write a book:

A travelog for any pen
Who someday, too, may get a yen
to leave his cold and icy reaches
And bask on fair Caidan beaches.

 

--Philippa Llewelyn Schuyler

Fractured Nursery Rhyme

 Acrobat

(play on Twinkle, Twinkle)

Flicker, flicker,
    Little bat,
'Gainst the moon
    In silhouette.
Riding currents 
    Of the night
On your insectorial
    Flight. 

Homing in
    Upon your prey;
Hunt by dark
    And sleep by day.
Hang suspended
    From your bower--
Sipping nectar 
    At a flower. 

Shy, retiring
    Little beast,
Welcome to your
    Midnight feast.
Shun the owl,
    'Ware the cat.
Flicker, flicker,
    Little bat. 

--Philippa Llewelyn Schuyler

Something Silly

 A Knight to Remember

(a silly poem)

The ancient knight (the battle o'er)
Returned bone-weary, saddle-sore,
But when his winsome lady 'spied,
His spirits rose--or 'least they tried.

In urgent haste he bade her leave
To matrimonial battle cleave.
Love-locked he did give blow for blow
'Til vanquished by that tender foe.

The battle proved too hard a test,
The knight did earn eternal rest.
He gasped his last (the furs upon)
True knight: he died with his spurs on.

 

--Philippa Llewelyn Schuyler

THLady Kiena le Blue ~ fought in Spring Crown Crucible, A.S. XLVIII

THLady Kiena le Blue

fought in Spring Crown Crucible, A.S. XLVIII

Sweet Lady Blue come swing your sword

The count is in the eric, the knights are on the sward

Where’s the azure lass who makes the lads weep?

She’s out on the field with engagements to keep.

She fought Lord Agrippa, whose day was foretold;

With Magnus and Josep, with Rauokinn so bold.

Cavelli and Randver and Athanaric too

All spiced up the day for Kiena le Blue.

— Pippin Skylark

... always tart and crisp

Spring '14

Steven A Nutt ~ fought in Spring Crown Crucible, A.S. XLVIII

Steven A Nutt

fought in Spring Crown Crucible, A.S. XLVIII

The Crucible fine metal wrought

When Steven A Nutt tried his hand

Just for fun, though others fought

To rule this land.

He fought a duke, he fought some knights

He fought an hon’rable lord and more.

The field was rich with doughty fights ~

Who could keep score?

Two Crown contenders moved along

The tourney journey toward the prize,

Their mettle tested by the throng

To ladies’ sighs.

When Crown returns’n fighters strut

To see which one is paramount

Mayhap...we’ll see Steve A Nutt ~

Mayhap we won’t.

— Pippin Skylark

... always tart and crisp

Spring '14

Duke Sven Orfhendur ~ fought in Spring Crown Crucible, A.S. XLVIII

Duke Sven Orfhendur

fought in Spring Crown Crucible, A.S. XLVIII

Sven Orfhendur swingin’ from a tree

H--I--T--T--I--N--G

Here come knights and counts and lordlings

Rus and Saracen and Nordlings

Answering the kingdom’s call

Doughty fighters one and all

Taken down by the sloth’s left paw

The dangedest thing you ever saw

  

— Pippin Skylark

... always tart and crisp

 Spring '14