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Courtyard of Chivalry
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“ The Garden Walk
”
Come Walk with me… in The Garden
past the Primrose and Baby’s Breath, in Bloom
The Sweet, Fresh Air… Let’s Walk in…
Earth’s very own… Living – Room…
… Where Seeds of Harvest… were Pressed to Grow
as Hopeful, as the Sighs of my Heart…
which Spring to Life… when Your Smile Sows
and Reaps a Beat… then my Blossoming Starts…
Like this Morning – Glory of Sunshine
As We still Walk… Hand – in – Hand
Our Souls Entwined… like Ivy – Vines
… or an In-Love, Woman and Man
Let Us take the Path, to the Peach Tree
and pick the ripe-strawberry – Fruit
That Row there, is a Special Spot, for me…
Where my Love, for You, First took Root
… You said, “Walk with Me, in The Garden,
Past the Primrose and Wildflowers, in Bloom.”
Then, You Planted a Kiss on me, Darlin’ …
and Next Season, We Rose … Bride and Groom
****
… Now – Please … Walk, with Me … in The Garden
Past the Primrose and Night-Shade in Bloom
These Tears, like Raindrops, Please Pardon…
… for in Our Garden, Things Rise, from Their Tomb…

Written & © by: Mistress MoonBee
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‘ Thy Prize ’
So Gallant… So grand…
Thy Kiss – Alight my Hand
O’ Gentleman… of Caliber – High
T’was Knightly… t’was Kind
… Thy Gesture – Refined
… didst’ Bind… my Breath to a Sigh
So Shy… ‘tis Sweet!...
Thy Kiss… Upon my Cheek
I couldst’ nay Speak… For Surprise!
T’was Unsure… tho’ Clear
Thee Conquered Thy Fear…
and Declared me… ‘dear’… in Thine Eyes…
So Strong… Thee Sip
Thine Kiss… Take these Lips
All Defense – ‘tis Stripped… of Disguise
Thy Passion… ‘tis Pure
Keep A-Hold, my Heart Near
To Hear… ‘Champion… Claim Thy Prize!
Written & © by Mistress MoonBee
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“ A Nobleman’s Heart ”
Every
Woman wants a Nobleman’s Heart
A
Man, who’ll say, “I love you…” from the Start
Who’ll
Love You, like He does Himself
And
have You Alone, and No One Else…
Every
Woman wants a Nobleman’s Heart
… or some Heart, like a Nobleman’s

If
you Look thru the Pages of History
You’ll
begin to See… What I See
A
Love, like that, in Legends, is Told
The
Love A Nobleman’s Heart, May Hold
… The Heart of a Nobleman
There
was one, who gave up a Throne
so
He could make the one, He Loved… His Own
…
The Choice of: The Woman, or The Crown…
We
know which one, He Put Down!
… Long Live that Nobleman’s Heart!
… The Heart of a Nobleman
Shakespeare,
wrote Romeo/Juliet
And
Shelly and Byron, wrote about Love, like That
…
Now, How could they have Known?
...
Unless, of Course, they had Grown-
up with Hearts of Noblemen…
That’s
why Some British Ladies Show
The
Blush of the Famed, English Rose
So,
Strike a Pose – as Precious Works of Art…
You’re
Holding Onto Some Nobleman’s Heart!
… The Heart of a Nobleman

Every
Man, ought to have a Nobleman’s Heart…
Constant,
Determined, True and Smart
Because
Love, is the Greatest Thing
Between
Two – Humble, Human-Beings
… High in a Nobleman’s Heart
Once,
Brits said, “Their Sun, Never Sets!”
…
That’s Pride… but love too, I suspect!
…
Those Cool, Distant – Hearts on Fire…
Spread
that British Isle Empire
… Bold, as a Nobleman’s Heart
Now,
these days… There is Another
Who
Showed, He’d have No Other Lover
He
tried for Duty and the Rest
To
Love, the Loveliest Princess
But
Time and Tragedy – did Confessed
There
was Too Much… Unhappiness
So,
He must be True to self, lest’
the
Lies, Stop the Beating of His Chest
But
Love, (we know) had Its Way…
…
Let others – still, Have their Say...
…
of “She’ll have no Queenly-Part…”
She
was Already, Queen of His Heart!
Long
Live... That Royal's Heart!...
…Say,
ain’t more of their Descendants Over Here?...
If
not… Pay for a Package, Dear
So
other Ladies, can Finally Start
To
Win Love from… a Noble Heart
… or from some
Heart - Like My Nobleman’s
Written & © by:
Mistress MoonBee
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‘ Flame… Of A Fire – Lit Passion
‘
I Do Await…
Behind Brazier Walls
… for love, ‘tis Late
… since last Sun-Fall
This Night ‘tis Cold
The Wind, So Blows
But my Hearth Keeps Hold
of a Warmth, which Glows
and Captures A Glance
in Mesmerized Fashion
I Watch Thee … Dance…
O’ Flame… Of A Fire – Lit Passion
A Flame of Blue
Hot – Sparks and Gold
Leaping Through…
Yet, my Hearth, Keeps Hold
This Fiery Force
Blaze for Thee, mi’ lord
I hath’ nay Choice…
my ‘would’ ‘tis Charred…
… my Reason … Smoke
… my Pride… ‘tis Ashen
I need nay Cloak…
This, Flame… Of A Fire – Lit Passion
Tho’, On Furs, I Slumber
still, I dimly Remember
for mine Hearth doth’ number
… Red, Glowing Embers…
ere’ Shadows of doubt
douse the Flame, or dwindle
t’will n’ere wane out
thy but Rekindle…
With Thy Breath…
… my Blood wilt Rush
Nigh’ Thy Flesh…
… my Flame, doth’ Blush
… an Opened Lock
doth’ gave a start!...
Or t’was thy Knock…
… which Pounds my Heart?...
… to Admit Thy Torch
this HeartBeat – Burns…
and Brands and Scorch
… and fears… and Yearns…
Now, Thy Flame
‘tis a Melting – Fire
Thy Kiss doth’ Claim
and ignite Desire
… I Stoke Thee, Love
… to Satisfaction…
Thou, art the Heat of…
A Flame… Of My Fire – Lit Passion…
Written & © by Mistress MoonBee
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‘Verily… Merrily… Go! ‘
The Sunshine, this day, Shone Golden and Bright
Then Danced down, to Evening and Glowed us GoodNight
The Moon, then Rose Higher, so Silvery – White
Its Beams… A Soft, Guiding – Light!...
The Wind, o’er Land and Sea, Grandly, didst’ Blow
… Round – Past the Mountain… and Vale Below
The River – didst’ Ripple… then Rushed on to Flow
To the Boatmen, who quickly didst’ Row!...
 
… Going… Verily, Merrily – Come Let Us Go…
Verily, Merrily – Do Come Also…
What the Path of Life Shows
One Thing Thee Should Know…
… Verily… Merrily… Go!
The King and The Queen, hast’ left The Great Hall
The Knight and His Lady, hast’ gone to the Ball
Stable-boy, took the Stallion… and Raced from the Stall
… but the Jester, wast’ first to go… of them All!...

… Going… Verily, Merrily – Come Let Us Go…
Verily, Merrily – Do Come Also…
What the Path of Life Shows
One Thing Thee Should Know…
… Verily… Merrily… Go!
Archers, on the Wall… Put Down Arrows and Bows
…Time for us All… to be Friends, nay foes
‘Tis an Impossible Task… Altho’…
See the Children, and Watch How They Grow!...

… Going… Verily, Merrily – Come Let Us Go…
Verily, Merrily – Do Come Also…
What the Path of Life Shows
One Thing Thee Should Know…
… Verily… Merrily… Go!
Once Upon A Time… And Long Ago
There Lived A Fair Maid and her Gentleman, Beau
Who said: “Wither Thou Goest… I, too Shall Go
For Dear – Heart… I Doth’ Love Thee So!”...
So… Verily… Merrily… Lets Dance To and Fro…
Throw into The River… Our Worries and Woes
The SunShine and MoonLight and Wind didst’ Show…
Verily, Merrily…
Verily, Merrily…
Verily, Merrily…
Go!
Written & © 9/13/05
by: Mistress
MoonBee
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"Middle-Age Madness"
(or) "The Whimsical-'Carpe Diem'"
I can nae move before me
I can nae live behind
for somewhere in this Mist
I must make peace... with Time
There is no forecast-Mirror
nor Archaic portal Gate
so, what if I feel... before my Time
or am I... Far too Late?
I can nae summon the Future
and only fade into this Past
Yea... I am only Mortal
and play the part I'm Cast
Yet, I seek the Code of Honor
Noble Breed and Valiant Heart
I seek the Hall of Champions
That Never Breaks Apart
And to Celebrate this Dance at Court
to a Minstrel's Tune and Lute
as Veils, Silks and Velvet Gowns
Swirl around a Jester's Flute
Forbid This Knight should Pass me by
A Lady hopes so True
I know I can nae stay Behind
in Fantasy... Nor can You
But, Oh one Wish... a desperate Dream
if I could just this Day...
Wake to the Chivalry of Long-Ago
at a Threshhold so Far-away.
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"The Face Of
Love"
Will I recognize.. The Face of Love
or the Wonderful, bedazzled appearance of:
a moon-kist meadow, hushed and dark
a solitary silhouette, this beauty mark
Windswept grasses, like a babe's soft lashes
rippling across earth, that's smooth as a cheek
In the hushed and flowery scented air...
Your Face of Love materializes silvery... full
The Face of Love... is Unforgettable.
From the Face of Love... Will I withdraw?
The Face of Love without any flaw:
as a Canopy of clouds with the Splendor of sunbeams
piercing past the fluffy powder of Heaven, to radiate
gleams
A classical Cameo Sculpture, Perfect profile structure
Yea, in the Bright Beacons, I see your smile
in the illumed clear sky... 'Your Face'
Can Love's Face be touched - attainable?
The Face of Love... is Unforgettable.
The Face of Love... I have visualized
Potent, Breathtaking, the Vision Rised;
from a sunlit lake, winking as would diamonds
Your Face of Love, emerging from far beyond
the depths of the lake, as my heart quaked
because of the wavering portrait's peace
because of water-color caresses
That Face of Love was so tangible
The Face of Love... so Unforgettable.
The Face of Love has gazed upon
Dreams of Mine, the world's not known:
out of the Woodland's Emerald Mist
with drops of dew, Love's Face kissed
the framing boughs; My relaxed brow
Floating... Breathing out the Mist of Morn Light
that I may sketch Your Face of Love, in life
The Face more Handsome than sons of the womb is possible...
The Face of Love... is Unforgettable.

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Sir Sky - Eyes 
So Bright, bright Blue...
Clear and True
Oh... Thine Eyes - Art like
Skies...
Of a Summer Day - Whence' we
Play
With hopes so High - That clouds Kiss by...
Sir Sky-Eyes... Surprise
Of Bright, bright Blue...
Thy Heron Flew
Blue wings Above - This Turtledove
Didst' see Thee - Knightly Hawk...
... That night, we Talked
Sir Sky-Eyes... Recognize...
Thy Bright, bright Blue...
Two-Mirrors of You
Two-Windows to gaze... To what Lays
Inside this Room - Wherefore Berries doth'
Bloom...
Sir Sky-Eyes... Rise!...
Yon' Bright, bright Blue...
How wise they grew
O'er the Hill sprinkled - Like twin-Periwinkle
... They still doth' Twinkle
Thru life's wrinkles...
Sir Sky-Eyes... Realize...
Past Bright, bright Blue...
I saw You...
A handsome soul... Not Time's Toll
Nor Cage of Age - Nay Errors on Page...
Just a 6'3 Tall - Warrior-Wall (of)...
... Sir
Sky-Eyes

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* The Star-Lit Knight *
(or)
Seasons
of Sir Sewell
I love the
Rain, Roses, Rhapsodies... the Rufus
the Heights, Hopes, the Hunger and Handsome
Humorous
The Fire within / the Fantasy, the Face of
Furor and Fever
of the Dashing, the Darling, that Dramatic
Dream-Weaver
With Secret-Sighs, Shy-Sent Hi's... in Soft
Silhouette Light
Carry our Kisses, Keys and Kindness -
to this Star-Lit Knight
A-Call-to (our)-Arms,
Prince of Charms & Chivalry; Behold the Cinematic Warrior!
of Mini-series, Movies, Manuscripts; Oh, to
be thy Admiring Mirror...
And enter those Eyes so Eloquent, so Evocative
to Emotions
Best to place Guinivere's Guards, toward..
those Golden-Green Oceans
The Rapture, the Rush, Raw-Reality... are
all Real Reasons
That Smile, That Style... that Tall-Twinkling
Sewell Season
Oh Romeo & Juliet; A Virgin's
Joy; Swift Justice Met...
The Next Journey; and
The Crown Jewels...
and now, that Smouldering, Sparkling Sunset
SuperNova... Rufus Sewell
Here's to You Ru
from one of many admirers
Mistress MoonBee
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HORIZON -
The Beauty of a Horizon-Heart
spans the cosmic realm...
like some swelling, breathing, regal art
beating, breaking through the dim...
to Visions focused... beyond the rim
a glorious Mirror... of Him
the Beauty of a Horizon-Heart
The Splendor of a Horizon-Heart
sees gleams... beams of a dreamer's brush
a shiver of sparks from the start
soft as whispers (or) snowflakes' hush
seals a soul in a radiant rush
'Oh Blaze!... bold-blush
the Splendor of a Horizon-Heart
The Hope of a Horizon-Heart
Believes, battles and hungers
Bridge the boundary apart
... Outlooks; trusts Longer
... Reborn; free; Younger
... Heaves whole - Stronger
the Hope of a Horizon-Heart
Horizon Heart... What is Your Pledge
to one whose Touch is tender...
to one who has seen the edge
of earth and sky... and not surrender
to a mirage; a jealous pretender
Your Promise, please... 'To Defend(h)er'
'the Pledge of a Horizon-Heart'
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HEART '
The Voice of a Heart-Horizon
Echoes like a Hymn-Scale Call
of Rain and Wind and Thunder Summons
Opera cries of blue Mist-fall
Baritone - memory, mountain-wall
'and chants of triumph, crest it all'
the Voice of a Heart-Horizon
The Power from a Horizon-Heart...
a force, a source, a course ... a core
a key, a map, a frame ... a chart
of Choices; Will; Freedom ... Explore,
Afar, across, evoke, implore
Approach this dazzling, distant shore
and to this Raised Shield, add one more...
... The LOVE of a Horizon-Heart...
is a Banner of Honor and a Flag flying Free
safe from disfigured, damaging darts
of spite and cruel envy; lost at sea
drowning; while trying to steal Nobility
They will feel this Hammer beating V-i-c-t-o-r-y...
by the Love of a Horizon-Heart
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