The maiden

Ye all recall beknighted Keith Ashley
of Capadokia, a land known widely
for maids that chords delicately play,
while fellows duel with lances, idly.

Besought was the claim by noble Keith,
to search in foreign lands for grace;
added poetic ways, for a beloved lithe
maiden henceforth, her to embrace!

The maiden was imprisoned in a Castle,
by the Dragon of the County of Pudh,
a dark Knight with a tendency to hassle,
blond Braids were anent to shed blood.

The two mounted knights boldly tilted,
against each other with blunted lances,
noble Keith gallops, but he was jilted,
when at the lance lengths she glances.

Lord Dragon was by gods longingly gifted,
when Braids saw his waxed charisma,
forgot about poor Keith's lance lifted,
thither she sung odes with blepharisma.

poem by Giorgio Veneto
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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