Knight in Shining Armour: Poem

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(You'll Be My)Knight in Shining Armour

You'll be my knight in shining armour
Shining so bright I can hardly see
The sunlight because of thee

When springs wakens nature with a sigh
When fluffy clouds go sailing by
Summer comes on, with it's moonlight nights
You, my knight, will beckon to me with sweet delights.

Autumn and winter won't be so chill
Winter evenings with you I'll kill
I'll sit beside you, you'll be my guide
And thus through our lives we shall happily abide...

Copyright: Rani Turton

Lovely face on bench

This lovely face is one end of a bench at the courts, Paris. The whole effect is extremely elegant and pleasing to the eye.

A Niche For Me In Your Heart: Poem

A Niche For Me in Your Heart

If you have some place

Some place you could well spare

Make a niche for me in your heart

To warm me within your space

I will never, never depart.

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I will be more than a name and face

If you could grant me this grace

I would be more than a queen

To live in this honoured place

I would be part of your present

Not a part of your past

If only time would linger on

And make this dream last and last

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A silly poem it seems

But then, so are many dreams.

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Copyright: Rani Turton

The Wind Doesn't Cry Mary: Poem

THE WIND DOESN'T CRY MARY

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Tempests that howl over chimneypots

No words whispering Mary

Not a single name not a single verse in rhyme

That traffic light didn't turn blue

The wind didn't say anything at all this time.

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Another time, another age, the wind

Played with us but now its through

Now there is nothing left to murmur

The wind doesn't whisper Mary

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The urban lights twinkle and glow

Wet dark streets decay and buildings grow

Bombs splatter and fields decay

But that for most of us is far, far away.

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The wind doesn't whisper Mary

But its true, we are still staggering along

The road is long, the wind is strong

But doesn't whisper the words of that song

And the wind doesn't cry out

Mary

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Copyright: Rani Turton

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I don't think I need to add a note to this poem. I always loved the song which inspired this poem.

Playing the opening chords:

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EmZpZ9CiVFg&playnext_from=PL&feature=PlayList&p=351C25DBDA1ED380&playnext=1&index=13

Artistic Gutter Pipe, Paris

The designer had a lot of imagination. If only more functional objects were designed by artists!

The Courts, Paris

The imposing gates to the Courts of Paris.
Please click on the photograph to see more detail.