Arthur Returns

6 01 2013

Warning – A little epic…

Arthur lives again it seems, he sails a ship through seas of dreams.
His fortune is the same as then, he looks for true, brave hearted men.
To fight for freedom and for love, his sword is truth and rings above,
the sound created by the horde, that lives for greed and dies by sword.

His fealty in days of old, begins anew and rises bold.
It speaks of truth and golden cups, it fills the soul and lifts it up.
The glory of the love of God, cannot be covered by the sod,
on Arthur’s earthly vessel laid, their are no dues that must be paid.

His legend lives on in the truth, of Merlin’s long progressing youth.
The one who sought to guide the way, but was imprisoned by the fey.
His quest and journey never ends, he waits for those whose love will send,
a fear into the hearts of those, who mock the path and block the roads.

The ones who are the knights he seeks, will be protectors of the meek.
There courage and their honor bold, will be the songs of bards untold.
The time is ever ripe for them, the earth does cry and seeks true men.
The ones who hoard the gold as power, will be the ones they seek to scour.

A table round is set for them, without encrusted gold and gems,
that now fill rooms and hallowed halls, of those who make the rules for all.
Their time will come – so mote it be – for brave hearts live forever free,
amongst the stars, they shine on high, where true soul lives, and never dies.

The time has come to set things right, a peace must come without a fight,
from farmers field and rivers glen, to mountains tall and desert tents.
The long oppressed will never be, less righteous, for there will is free,
and those who leave a child in hunger, must be brought down or put asunder.

Arthurs quest for grail has found, there is no thing on mortal ground,
that brings such power to valiant men, as God’s true love that starts within.
It shines upon the breasts of those, who send it out and always show,
their love and magic, heaven sent, becoming one, without relent.

His quest and journey never ends, he waits for those whose love will send,
a fear into the hearts of those, who mock the path and block the roads..
For though the grail is true enough, there is no need to raise the cup.
It lives on in the hearts of those, who feel the pain of others woes.

The women who still live their lives, paying heed to children’s cries.
The men who send what they can’t spare, to help the ones with cupboards bare.
The teachers who give love each day, and speak of peace – yet join the fray.
The lovely souls who dance and sing, while others wear the golden rings.

With bright true silver swords they ride, to stem the ever rising tide,
of greed and fear that’s taught by some – to show them that their time has come.
A peaceful warrior strikes such fear, the tide will turn and they will hear.
While love as might will sing the song, the rich have silenced for so long.

In England’s soil they laid to rest, a brave heart who had passed the test.

His sword they gave back to the lake, the lady there does now still wait.

For brave heart true, to come again, and rally all stout hearted men.

His time has come and bells will ring, he’s you… the once and future king.

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5 responses

6 01 2013
beeseeker

Nothing wrong with epic – every now and then 😀

6 01 2013
birchpoet

Thanks. While I don’t choose what I write, obviously we choose what we post. 🙂

6 01 2013
Charron's Chatter

So medieval! So noble and sweeping and effortless to read. I feel like I just hopped out of a history book, and segue…toss a couple of your favorite authors (not poets) at me. I am most curious!

6 01 2013
birchpoet

Tolkien, Mary Stewart, Stephen R. Donaldson, Stephen King, Asimov, Shelley, Poe, Twain, Dickens, Bronte(any),Heinlien, Steinbeck, Hemingway, Castenada, Don Miguel Ruiz, Khalil Gibran, St. Francis,…anything I’ve picked up, read, and actually finished, marks a favorite for me.(please excuse the spelling on the authors-just a small list of what came to mind, and those I’ve read more than once) More than a couple, but I was remembering your – ‘with it I come’ quote. Feel free to share yours, it’s an interesting glance.

6 01 2013
birchpoet

Left out the first and largest influence. The Bible(s). Any book of faith that speaks the word of God. Love. Non denominationally(is that a word? It should be.) would be nice, but I have found few of them.

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