The Messenger

For the Picture Poem This contest

My blood runs fast with the strength of my steed

The dampness in the air lingers thick

I must warn my love of the nefarious greed

Of the despicable king and but quick

The hills are horrendous

The fields vast and dense

When suddenly appeared

The castle darkly immense

The hooves sounds were thunderous

Across the moat to the guards

Their shadows loomed against the stone

Direful and dreadfully large

I removed the armor from my head

My hair fell long and loose

I’ve a message for the sire

Replete with worth and truth

They helped me from sturdy horse

And as I faced the doors

The man himself took me in his arms

Both with safety and remorse

You shouldn’t have come this far

The way is treacherous and trying

I replied with sorrowful tears in my eyes

I couldn’t stand the thought of you dying

Fear not the end of mine life my love

I have gathered a formidable lot

To secure the boundary’s of my entire kingdom

And one fair maiden’s heart.

PB 9/3/08

 

 

 

The Messenger

Reviews

[Wicahpi]

This was absolutely brilliant, I loved it; right down to the font that seems to match the period. Great Job!

"
My blood runs fast with the strength of my steed

The dampness in the air lingers thick

I must warn my love of the nefarious greed

Of the despicable king and but quick"

My favorite lines.....though I must confess I loved them all!

Congratulations for being a WINNER in the "Picture Poem This (1)" Writing Contest!!
"I DUB YOU SIR KNIGHT POINTBLANK"!!!

Sincerely,
Wicahpi Iyozaza

[C.T. Bailey]

Fantastic! I feel inspired to write something a little "medieval". Wow...Good luck in the contest!
Todd