Poem -
Excalibur
The Gods forged it in fire,
And by a blacksmiths hand.
It was beaten into the shape of death dealing.
Broad cold hard steel,
Handled for the settling of wars.
Cursed by a wizard,
And plunged into stone.
Barely visible except for the handle,
Waiting years for a king,
From the earth he would pull,
The sword Excalibur fairest of all.
Claiming the throne,
Sitting by his side.
The uneasiness of peace,
Would keep it as a thorn in his side.
The legendary blade came,
To be outgrown,
In the settling of royalty,
Welcoming in proud sons and daughters.
Valued as treasure,
No longer a weapon.
Cast to the depths,
For the lady of the waters.
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Hey D!....I've read just about everything on Excalibur........even a member of the Excalibur club here in Chicago...........a VERY honoring tribute brother...........well written and conceived............smiles.........TÂ xx
Thnks T, when you think of the greatest sword of all time Excalibur is the only one that comes to my mind. Appreciate the comment T.
Love this piece Devon, little touch of magic well done sweetie
much love to you nardine xx
"The sword Excalibur fairest of all.
Claiming the throne,
Sitting by his side.
The uneasiness of peace,
Would keep it as a thorn in his side.
The legendary blade came,
To be outgrown,"
"In the settling of royalty,
Welcoming in proud sons and daughters.
Valued as treasure,
No longer a weapon.
Cast to the depths,
For the lady of the waters."
lovely :)
Thank you Nardine it's amazing how something we value can become replaced by something else more valuable and all that is cherished in that artifact can b forgotten. Thanks for going back and commenting on this poem much love to you beautiful fair maiden.