"St. George and the Dragon" by Paolo Uccell‘A Damsel in Distress’ and Other Valentine’s Day Poetry by Damian Robin The Society February 13, 2021 Poetry 8 Comments . A Damsel in Distress A hot, courting Knightin blithering armourVowed on his horse he would never-ever harm herThen he revved up his stallion and bamboozled off hard,Heavy metaled to the damsel across the court yard,But the speed of his steed succeeded to alarm herSo she breathed a fast prayerto intercede for her karma. And what is the end of this horsey tale drama?Her poor courtly servants were forced to embalm her. M O R A LA beau on a charger protected for warMust hang battle badges on Tender Love’s doorOr hearts will lie havoced and all end up sore. . . I Love You More Than Indoor Dinner Dating I love you more than I can say,__than indoor dinner dating,Than cosy garden-plucked bouquet__or food that’s warm and sating: Than microwaving chicken wings,__than drumsticks baked and seasoned,Than pan-fried bacon as it sings,__or substitutes well-reasoned. Much more than veg or vegan pie__or imitation suet,or sugar work that seems to fly__or rock that spells ‘good’ through it. Much more than having just deserts__that send the belly beating,Skin stretched so taut that breathing hurts__from beastly over-eating. Much more than base, survival stakes__or full, complete nutrition—One bite of you is all it takes__to bring love to fruition. . . Damian Robin is a writer and editor living in the United Kingdom. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to email@example.com. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 8 Responses Cynthia Erlandson February 14, 2021 Hilariously romantic, Damian! Reply Damian Robin February 21, 2021 Thanks so much Cynthia. Hope the stability beneath the hilarity and romantic commonality . . . shone through. Reply C.B. Anderson February 14, 2021 You always take risks, Damian, not least of which here is “imitation suet.” In the USA suet is something only winter birds eat, and what the imitation of it might be is something I can scarcely imagine, unless it’s soy-based suet. I have no beef with you, because in your own inimitable way, you always cut to the marrow. Reply Damian Robin February 21, 2021 Me? Take risks? With a set of tongs and flame-proof gloves. Though sometimes with temerity when fed up with add-verse-ity. Your Notify me of follow-up comments by email. and Notify me of new posts by email. may still not work, CBA, so I may send this via email. Meanwhile, https://www.nigella.com/ask/substitute-for-suet Reply Susan Jarvis Bryant February 15, 2021 Damian, this a rare departure from your latest hard-hitting political pieces and I love it, especially “I Love You More Than Indoor Dinner Dating” – the closing couplet is an unexpected wonder. Bravo! Reply Damian Robin February 21, 2021 Thanks, Susan. Trying to have balance (like you with many talents). To be a rounded person, A balloon to take to the sky, One has to have many a version Many a finger in many a pie. Thanks for your support, please take a piece of this virtual pie. Reply David Watt February 16, 2021 Damian, I particularly enjoyed “I Love You More Than Indoor Dinner Dating” because each succeeding stanza contains an inventive surprise or two, leading me to wonder what will follow. Reply Damian Robin February 21, 2021 What will follow, David, my friend, (though I’ll not wallow) is always the end. What happens between now and then Is where the excitements happen. Thanks, DW, for your uplifting words. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.