A Man of Valor
A Man of Valor
I asked for truth,
You replied in truth.
Could I ask again,
And expect more?
I asked for truth,
You responded in kind.
The answer was like a bullet
that pierced my breast and mind.
You could have lied,
and the charade would abide
A never-ending litany
to the god of probity.
The expected thing now
is for me to rescind my vow
To the challenger give way
As if I have nothing to say.
Is it simply a given,
That a story must end,
when another tale
seems to begin?
Is it my lot in life
to step aside
when he comes along
with a rhyme and a song
That sounds as though Shakespeare
just rose from the dead
Or the ghost of Keats
Is haunting my bed?
Surprise, my friend,
she’s a prize for any man.
I once captured her attention.
I’ll fight for her again.
Do what you must.
Draw your tainted sword.
I’ll do battle for my love.
I’m a man of valor.
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I really like this poem, Chris. A man of valor is one to hold on to. Great rhyme and rhythm. A pleasure to read. Take care.
Nicely phrases Chris, I respect a man of valor, long live valor.
Yes, well written and very much enjoyed Chris. Cheers!
Good work Chris. “A Man of Valor”, nice title for a well-written poem.
Great poem, with a fitting rhythm for the subject. A man of valour deserves to be honoured! Great to read your work again. I’ve got back to HP but I don’t like what I see so it might not be for much longer.
I hope you and yours are well.
Ann
It is so nice to hear from you, Ann. Thank you for your comments on the poem. I have not been on HP for a long time. In fact I haven’t done much writing for a long time. I miss it, but when there is no one to read, motivation slips.