By Ishmael von Heidrick-Barnes
DRINKING FROM THE LION’S HEART
In the footsteps of my ancestor Richard the Lionheart-
The wine is in my blood
I drank from its cup long ago
Blown to beach by storm
I sacked the island
for my shipwrecked bride
left the vanquished in silver chains
The wine is in my blood
it required centuries
to conquer the lion
that crossed my heart
To temper his sword with age
for the spirit’s rusty bouquet
to sweeten his roar
The crusades continue without me-
The wine is in my blood
Note: In 1191 Richard the Lionheart conquered Cyprus and married his bride in Limassol’s castle.
Carpe that fuckin diem, oh hearts of lion
i usually enjoy this man’s poetry.