Another day in the castle … #flashfiction

The drawbridge chain is clanky

Suit of armor’s being worn by a farmer

My trusty steed’s off his feed

The court jester is calling himself Hester

Bellowing King “where’s my signet ring?”

Cook’s burned dinner is in the brook

Herald calls to me “are you doing ok?”

All is right with life in my castle.

Life happens so does flash fiction. Glad something still works – kindness. Thanks to G-Man for his weekly gracious hosting from coast to coast of the friday flash fiction crew.

Lady’s Knight #OneShotWednesday

Last week for One Stop Poetry, I wrote a poem about a knight leaving his lady. I wrote  verse the following day that continued the poem. I asked my friend Sean Vessey if he would help me write the two poems into a piece of prose. We have written several things in Duet form. A Duet in writing is where one person speaks and the other person responds. It’s a fun way to write; I encourage others to give it a try. Would love to know what you think of this piece and the duet style as we hope to produce more and would appreciate the feedback.

Lady’s Knight

by Sean Vessey and Leslie Moon

 

I lie awake and hear the sounds.

My Knight prepares his war kit to go.

Men preparing to leave. In the darkest hour, they will proceed

His lips graze my face. I am despondent ~ he leaves me alone.

In frustration, I refuse to kiss my knight goodbye

How do I leave my darling to run into danger when all I desire is the warmth of her arms? How do I tell her that she is the sun and moon to me?

There is no sun nor moon nor stars as he departs on his steed.

Farewell giver of heart, my guide on the righteous path

I have no place to lay my head ~fair thee well

Oh my Lady Fair, my Princess of the Moon, I agonize to leave you alone without my lips

My gentle knight lover of my soul I feel your sorrow and want to hold you near.

Off I go, on my guard, so I may return to her loving arms.

Ride into the night my brave one. You forgot a kiss when you left. You have my heart guard it well

Our quest is perilous and long. Our journey hard, there lies our quest.

I dream frightful dreams. He enters the very jaws of hell. What to protect him but my love?

The beast, the vile dragon, rages burning the king’s towns. Dark consuming smoke rises in the distance. Ill tidings of things to come.

Dearest valiant one return to my arms. Do not be suffocated in the darkness be steadfast.

There is the beast dark and grim. Our archers spread out fire, arrows bounce off the beast. Knights ready at the top of my lungs I scream ~ archers fire

My dreams of you falling have weakened me. I could not go on without you?

We charge ~ lances held high. A sweep of the dragon’s claws kills five stout-hearted men.

Darling, feel my shield protecting what is most valuable to me

My steed leads now as the dragon is blinded by arrows. His claws swipe at the air ~  my lance goes in past his ribs to strike true

The darkest part of night has arrived for us all. My darling, far from me, what shall I do for they have laid siege to the castle?

Other knights follow striking well~ the dragon falls on top of two brave knights~ he is slain

They take me. I cry into the evil clutches of the night. I ache for one more glimpse of you my darling

I feel no relief ~ My true love is in peril now ~ I sense it ~her soul calls to me “Help Me”

My love I am in anguish ~ cold ~alone

Knights, I must ride. My love is in danger

What will they do? I need a ray of light and you!

“We will follow soon, ride ahead to your mistress” My horse feels my need and rides like the wind

I call into the night hoping against hope

Limbs whistle overhead as I ride. The night urges me on.

They have driven me into the deepest despair. They tell me you are dead – my heart beats no more

Oh my love, hold my heart, embrace your hopes. I ride to your call

I am lifeless. I recoil at the thought or you no longer whispering my name under the stars

My love, my heart, hold true, I come

I am limp upon the stone. What is that sound I hear? “If only…”  I weep

My Lady, My love ~I am here

What is that…? It sounds like my love.  Alas now the wind plays tricks with my heart

My love? A bleak keep is there.  I feel Her close

You are here. Our hearts call to each other. Come my darling~ my knight

I hear her forlorn cry ~ my resolve hardens~ those who hurt my lady will pay. I ride past the watchmen knocking them down. Into the keep ~ into the main hall ~  tense for battle

One exhausted Knight cannot possibly prevail against such darkness

The way to Her voice is clear. She is in the tower above

I hear heavy footsteps a voice my heart knows. He has come. Nothing matters in the world but us two. His lips on mine. Never leave my darling. Never depart

Others come, I hold her narrow door, with blade and shield

I am not afraid – he is my flesh. I will die by his side if need be

Never will we die together~ I fight~ we live for each other~ always in our hearts

He has defeated dragon and foe with one sweep of his courageous, brave heart

A sound and fury comes. The other knights are coming to our aid

He has confidence in his brother knights. He enfolds me in his arms, carries me to safety.

The Keep is ours. My love is safe. We are joined heart to heart.

As, I gaze into his eyes, I thank him with a lasting kiss. No more will we be parted

I kiss her as though it is our lips first meeting

The breeze gently plays with my hair as he sings to my heart

“My Lady”, I whisper with my heart, “my true love. I am yours always

I beckon him into the moonlight . The two of us veiled in the mist of our desire

Waiting for Knight…(Friday #FlashFiction)

I PONDERED…

The young woman who lived behind this door

What did she think when the man she loved rode off that fateful day?

It mattered not that he traversed fields and forest

nor that he slew a fierce dragon.

Her arms felt a cold remorse

in letting him leave without her favor

… a kiss

Thanks for the weekly challenge of putting 55 words next to each other and making … voila a story. Amiably hosted by the renowned (in his own town) G-Man aka Mr Know It All. You could join us – I’ll warn you that  you might get hooked.

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Photography: L Moon  “Beaumaris Castle Door”

The Bottom

Can you see

way down there

there’s a bottom

at the end of the stair

What once was

is lost

but  something new

is found

Can you see it

can you feel it

it’s life

come out of ruin

Cold hard stone

replaced by green

fragrant

softness

How does life

come from stone?

simple

it was

someone’s home

Photograph: Castle Ruins by L. Moon

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