A Knight's Tale

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A Knight`s Tale


Somewhere in the shadows
beneath what no eye has seen
in between the rhythms
of complex night fallen dreams

Lies an enchanted fairy glade
where ferns and his lady dwells
and the breeze kisses the lips
of the golden daffodils

Hidden in this man`s secrets
the irony of mystery thrives
and by this promise only
his endeavour stays alive

On his horse he gallops
crossing stream and vale
grasping for the phantasms
that echo in the gales

He took notice in the crimson sand
of faint memories he has noticed this
fore as he took a closer look
he found that they were his

He had travelled to this distant isle
a thousand-fold before
and danced amidst her shimmering beauty
to songs of folk and lore

So as the ebb of day took throne
and the moon began to howl
by the trembling brook he wept
and kept his faithful vow

Like aspens in the wind
he too was blown astray
and can only hope and wish
to return again someday

Upon the dawn he awakes
her voice from the west avails
drawing him yet nearer in his journey
another chapter turned in this knight`s tale.

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tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
TELL ME A STORY

of quests and dragon slayings, TK U MLJ LV NV

duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
Adventure.

A knight ever seeking is blown off course as human events unfold ~ awakening at the dawn he hears her voice and continues his journey.

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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Seconding what the wicked lady had to offer

Rhythm and rhyme here seem to suffer

One against the other;

Concentrate of the rhythm (meter)

The rhyme matters far less;

Tweak it, play with it, it'll come out far better.

dakotagirl0dakotagirl0over 19 years ago
I really liked it

I enjoyed your poem, and I like how it rhymes but than I like poems that rhyme, Its an awesome poem.

Dakota

WickedEveWickedEveover 19 years ago
when I saw the title

Chaucer popped into my head.

I think if you tried this without rhyme, it would read so much better. The rhythm is off in a few stanzas.

A good poem that could be reworked a little and really improved.

*no thermometer rating

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