The Little Knight
Deep into the canyon
with rugged pinnacles above,
the narrow trail went on.
A sliver of gray, angry sky above.
Soon it would be dark all around.
The canyon walls closed together.
Onward went the lonely, little knight.
Not stopping for food, drink, or weather.
Finally, he reached a narrow strip of land
With a very small stream in the center.
The canyon walls were 20 feet apart
In this valley he dared to enter.
Why come here? Where no one lived.
No sign of life on land or in the water.
He came here for one reason only.
To find the one who finally got her.
He hears his name being called.
He realizes he is in his room.
Another day staring at the wall.
Since she left him for that buffoon.———-R. W. Johnson——(2005)
The Little Knight Strikes Back
The lonely little knight headed into the cave.
There was someone here for him to save.
This was the dragon’s den.
The dragon was one time friends with him.
Then, the dragon stole his soul mate away.
Now, it was time to make him pay.
He crept along the narrow passage.
Feeling like he was entering a fast cage.
How could the dragon do this to him?
He had once called him best friend.
He cautiously peeked around a stalagmite.
There they were within his sight.
She was sitting on his knee.
What a sight for him to see.
He made ready to make his charge.
A car horn honking made him look up.
He was sitting there, a pain in his gut.
He was at a bus stop just sitting.
Day tripping again about—-getting,
getting even—– with them both————–R. W. Johnson—-(2005)