Queen Of My Heart Poem by John Knight

Why must I ever sit and wait
To seek the meaning of true love?
Are passion or desire my bait
To melt the Heart of my sweet Dove?
Seek and ye shall find they say
But wher to seek and what to find?
Fruitlessly searching every day
True love to me is deaf and blind!

Am I not worthy of your love
Am I not fit to hold your hand
Below you am I - or above?
I wish I knew just where I stand.
Some eagerly embrace my charms
A way with words - a way with praise
While others never reach my arms
And all my love fades in a haze.

In other matters such as cards
You play your hand and sometimes score
But playing love is so so hard
My cards lie scattered on the floor.
I play my hands in many ways
And bare my Aces to my Queen
I lay my hearts down on the baize
Why must she keep her cards unseen?

She gives no hint - just like in poker
A pair of matching diamonds then I play
She laughs and treats me like the Joker
Or like a Knave - which makes me run away.
I am a King - why can't she see it?
The perfect card to trump her Queen
A 'Three Card Trick' - why must I be it?
But I've got quite a hand - as yet unseen!

I'd like to go a bundle - have a Royal Flush
Show her that I really really care
With a full hand of diamonds - to give romance a push
But must I always end up - just Misere Avere?
Call my bluff - don't take a huff
I have many many clubs that I could choose
But please don't fear I won't be rough
You know it's just my broken heart I'll use!

So here I stand - I'll lay may hand
Face up so you can see it all
I won't renage or hide a single strand
Let's call a Spade a Spade and have a ball!
From a Jack to a King
Form loneliness to a wedding ring
I'll play my Ace and win my Queen
And walk away with your Heart!

If you are not a 'card player' some of the terms - such as 'misere avere' (a hand which is layed down and still wins no tricks) may be a little obscure!

(John Knight - Colchester - October 2009)