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Click hereHe is a knight but not so bold
as those who fought so long ago
for now it's ritual and repast
He meets with others clad in robes
and speaks in words so secret
as those who fought so long ago
His raiment speaks of battles fought
while searching for the Holy Grail
and speaks in words so secret
In far off lands beneath the sun
were many lives to go for nought
while searching for the Holy Grail?
Where lies that relic of the past
with blood spilt for a cup no less
were many lives to go for nought?
Far gone the days on battlefields
with blood spilt for a cup no less
he is a knight but not so bold
for now it's ritual and repast
I hadn't read this one before and it was treat as I scanned your page looking for something to pique my interest. You managed the form without seeming stuffy or forced. You do a great job telling the story in this poem. well done
~ NJ
This poem has been selected for listing in Wednesday's New Poems Review.<br>
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