DRUNKEN THAT KNIGHT

Imitating the topic and tone of “Drunken Sonnet 24” By: Daniel Bailey

DRUNKEN THAT KNIGHT

IF I CAN’T KICK THAT BALL OVER THE HOUSE

THAN WILL DESTROY IT WITH A JOUST

OF NOBLE CREEDS IN DESPERATE VILLAGES

THE END IS NIGH, TO THE BALL THAT PILLAGES

I WILL THIS BALL LIKE I WILL MY DRINKS

POUNDED AND STREWN WHILE STAYING IN SYNCH

BEWILDERED AND DAFT FROM THE CULLING OF JACK

I WILL JOUST YOU HERE AND ADD YOU TO THE STACK

LEEWARD IT FLEW IN A BLAZE OF GLORY

ECHOING THROUGH TIME LIKE A SOUND IN A QUARRY

I JUST FELL LIKE A ROCK

AND LOST TRACK OF MY BALL

THE MOVIES WILL GUIDE ME THROUGH THE DARKNESS AROUND

HACKING AND SLASHING AND CLAWING THE GROUND

RELENTLESS AND DAUNTING AS GAUNTLETS OF STEEL

THE TIP OF MY JOUST IS STUCK IN THE HEEL.

By: Charles Richmond