"If this She should stumble upon this bit,
For angels my Fortune may seem well fit!"
Originally meant to accompany my growing collection "Of the Three German Knights" [link]
, kind of like how my hero, Wolfram von Eschenbach, threw his "Apology" into Parzival. This is definitely influenced by this same fellow as well as Geoffrey Chaucer.
What do you think? Are there any unbearably contrived rhymes? Is the poem altogether messy and intolerably painful to read? If I must be stung, sting me badly and deeply so that I will be more likely to produce better work later on!
A critique of mine: [link]
This is one of my much shorter works.