of Elspenore pt 3

dusk arising

throughout the lands a word re-told
of winged death and flame
upon the ears of unconsoled
who wouldst the beasts arraign

                whilst across the heavens elspenore
                an epoch passed in slumber
                awakened sensed the hideous spore
                now grown in strength of number

behind each drawn and fast latched door
the fearful dimmed their light
as land was torn and cattle slewn
for terror reigned the night

up stood a child of Nasolen
afraid not of their spore
to face the winged malcontents
and wield his fathers sword

            Oh hear ye gods of elspenore
            who's glory songs we choir
            bear witness i shall yield no more
            till my last drawn breath expires

into the burning midnight death
son of slain and widowed line
stood firm and drew of noble breath
till the dawning lit the skies

no angered thunder spoke that day
no fiery lightning flashed
no dragon smote the child away
beneath him laid their dashed
                                                             
                       The sword i hold to be the truth
                       affirms our deathly chore
                       we shall proudly stand with bloodied blade
                       before the gods of elspenore

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  • orchidee

    I don't know these guys - and gals? of Elspenore. Is it near Clacton?!

    • dusk arising

      Nah, it's just another god story Orchidee, a work of fiction like all the others. It could be near Nazareth where some famous chap was supposed to be from except they found out that Nazareth didnt exist until 300 years after he was put to death. But heck when did a little detail like that ever get in the way of preaching a pack of lies to the gullible?

      • orchidee

        Erm yes.

      • Neville

        I like anything that is even remotely like Arthurian England and this is certainly the stuff of mythological legend .... part 3 is a great follow on.... Neville

      • Suresh

        It's time that all be challenged
        In the land of elsepenore
        Enough, of prostrating oneself
        Just because it was so before

        Your poem befitting all times

      • Goldfinch60

        May that truth move forward from the gods of the past into the world of today.

      • Michael Edwards

        Great read DA

      • Poetic Dan

        Great read, thank you kindly. I to stand before then with my sword of tooth 😉



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