D - Divorce Royale. Comments

Upon a time a grail Queen said 'Keep this until you know I'm dead.' Of sacred oaths, twice a mother; lily livered, watched her suffer and maiden fair sought marriage quest all the while writing at her desk by weakened, broken sacred bonds then stalled, kept waiting for so long. Thus strengthened from the ties that bind some disappointment left behind mistrust, revealed a spiteful plot so bravely faced; though not forgot. He patiently awaits her word, shining knight, brandishing a sword. Hand delivered, foretold her death when sorrow salted tears were shed. I love this good poem of a Good poet.... the image and its craft

Oh Gillian, you do this kind of poem so well. Do you ever think you lived in another time once? This is wonderful. Raynette

I enjoyed this very much! Nice one. Sincerely, Mary