The Dragon Knight

Little poem

The wind at the feet
Oh the wind howeled ,The vast land,Dark but with beauty,he stood,
There,in the wind. Blade sharpened ready in hand...
With all the dangers growing,evil lurking,days darker.
He dread the day he had to.
This happened to be it,the bitter end of the tales,Soon legend,
Later myth. Time would conceal home in this moment,This tomb,
Dark and unforgiving,But at same of time he met it and also his end.
With the tragedy that took that day for it is cealed,with him,that moment,for time,with Crannic.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[richieb]

Tale of a brave knight taking on impossible odds, losing the battle but fighting for the right cause. Life offers plenty of challenges alas fight the good fight. These thoughts I take from you poem. Good words. Richie B.