Christmas QED

Christmas QED

(Triolet)

Clippity-clop! Is it reindeer on the roof?
Just branches a-scratching at the shingle.
The skid of the sleigh, the prance of each hoof;
Clippity-clop! It’s reindeer on the roof!
Santa is coming – there’s no clearer proof!
A trick of the wind sets icicles a-jingle.
Clippity-clop! Hear the reindeer on the roof.
Scratch go the branches against the shingle.

--Philippa Schuyler
~*~

I wrote this for Kyrieth's poetry project in '03, where there were monthly assignments, sometimes with parameters of form or subject matter. This one was for a triolet, but it was Christmastime, so I went with a Santa theme.

Sir Jacob Maxamillion of the Black Forest - Figher Poem - triolet

Sir Jacob Maxamillion of the Black Forest
fallen in Spring Crown Tourney, A.S. XXX

(triolet)

Nuela waits with baited breath -
The sight of Jacob fills her eyes!
To strive for Crown his holy quest.
Nuela waits with baited breath
As Jacob battles very Death -
His reach falls just short of the prize.
Nuela waits with baited breath;
Last sight of Jacob fills her eyes.

-- Mistress Philippa Llewelyn Schuyler

...is a 15th century Burgundian wool merchant who thinks she's a 10th century Viking weaver

Master Al-haadi abd-al-malik Husam ibn Khalid - Fighter Poem - triolet

Master Al-haadi abd-al-malik Husam ibn Khalid
fallen in Fall Crown Tourney, A.S. XXXI

(triolet)

Husam and Elsbeth journeyed for today
To win a prize of great renown.
Four fighters faced Husam in mighty fray
And drove him finally to ground.
Husam and Elsbeth journeyed far today
As courtesy and honor ruled the day.
Although they did not win a Crown,
Husam and Elsbeth journeyed far today
And won a prize of great renown.

-- Mistress Philippa Llewelyn Schuyler

...is a spinner of yarns and a weaver of tales

Gilbert Rhys MacLachlan - Fighter Poem - triolet

Gilbert Rhys MacLachlan
fallen in Fall Crown Tourney, A.S. XXXIV

Triolet for an Armorer

Strike the metal while it's hot
And test the mettle of the man.
To see what armor can be wrought
Strike the metal while it's hot.
To see if he will bend or not,
To temper one who'll rule the land,
Strike the metal while it's hot
And test the mettle of the man.

-- Pippin Skylark

...aways tart and crisp.

Richard Clerke of Rowanwood - Fighter Poem - triolet

Richard Clerke of Rowanwood
fallen in Fall Crown Tourney, A.S. XXXV

(triolet)

The Rowanwood is dark and deep
Where Richard Clerke persued his fate.
A pithon made Ceara weep
But Rowanwood is dark and deep.
A tyger, as the day grew late,
Sent Richard to his final sleep.
Now Rowanwood is dark and deep
Where Richard Clerke persued his fate.

-- Mistress Philippa Llewelyn Schuyler

...is a 15th century Burgundian cloth merchant who thinks she's a 10th century Viking weaver.

THLord Conrad Breakring - Fighter Poem - triolet

THLord Conrad Breakring
fallen in Spring Crown Tourney, A.S. XXXV

(triolet)

Conrad circles round the field
So it ends as it begins:
Full of verve with blade to wield
As he circles round the field.
Hefting honor as his shield
Facing fate with crafty grins,
Conrad circles round the field
So it ends as it begins.

--Mistress Philippa Llewelyn Schuyler

...is a 15th century Burgundian cloth merchant who thinks she's a 10th century Viking weaver.