Open Poetry #26 |
The Joust |
Darkfire k'Sheyna Junior Member
since 2003-03-20
Posts 26Maryland, U.S.A. |
the flash of sun on silver armor green cloth on black horse green standard flapping in the wind the smell of sweaty stallion of dusty field of ladies perfume of food the sound leather creaking crowd roaring horse snorting knight yelling hooves thundering the impact! a lance, shattered splits into pieces raining down on the crowd the charger riderless trots to where his master lies still on the ground the victor triumphant salutes the seething masses chanting his name the king awards the champion his prize: a golden medallion Inspired by my visit to the Renaissance Festival. Hope you enjoy! -Darkfire- |
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Justbleu Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329Oregon, Originally From Alaska :) |
Oh yes I did enjoy..... I haven't been to the renaissance festival in years. A nice write!!!! Bridgette "Somewhere, somehow, it should be possible to touch someone and never let go again. To hold someone, not for a moment but forever." Unknown |
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