Open Poetry #23 |
Stone's Realm |
Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
This stone of lore and razor steel whereon the hand does grasp to own the blade from this if once the feel was meant to grace one king alone. Will not the touch reveal the one who shall be crowned in heir to be? Or bring to light a lad to run the table round, his destiny Hear now the trump sound well the cry to all the earth before the realm. Where knights will join, and vow they die for he who bears the blade and helm. In war they fight for Guinevere an elegant queen of such grace. With sword and shield, a mighty cheer they take the rein in battle chase. A cup of ale, or flask of wine to cut the dust from one’s dry throat. A pig upon the spit to dine before the bones are thrown to moat. If but one chance to touch this stone wherein the blade did once there rest might once have been another’s throne to lead the search in one Grail’s quest. As Arthur took the blade to war upon a steed of purest white. His name is known the lands afar by many a king, and black knight. |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
Excellent! Absolutely brilliant rhyme of the sword in the stone. Loved it thank you Magnus! raph 'Sir Loin Of Beef' |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Sir Barr-on, you knew that I would go nuts over this one! I think we may have even known each other in those times! I curtsy to you, my Lord! Lady Linda |
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Robert Adamson Member
since 2002-10-21
Posts 328PA/USA |
I find this poem is like a game that a kid owns. Thank you. etoodog |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I have never been one for those times back then, but I like seeing them through you eyes. |
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