Arthurian Poems - Poems about Arthurian

...Time waxes poetic on a distant battlefield The warrior a sage —whose blood we all share (Dreamsleep: September. 2022)......Read the rest...

...Were I to swim to the edge of the sea, what splendid scene should await for me? Would there be a castle turned upside down, with moat and garden where roses abound? Would there be a nook with b......Read the rest...

...In similitude of spirit and gaze I see much in you that you see in me, for in me are your Arthurian ways - old man, I am your son and proud to be. In the dark days and darker nights of us......Read the rest...

...Uther’s Last Battle by Michael R. Burch When Uther, the High King, unable to walk, borne upon a litter went to fight Colgrim, the Saxon King, his legs were weak, and his visage bitter. “Where......Read the rest...

...Note: the "dd" in Welsh names is pronounced "th." Merlyn's Birth by Michael R. Burch I was born in Gwynedd, or not born, as some men claim, and the Zephyr of Caer Myrrdin gave me my name. ......Read the rest...

...Must It Be His Life? Then What Must Be Vanquished For Mordred's Betrayal?......Read the rest...

...King Arthurian of legend St George St Patrick Mary Magdalene To the Da Vinci Code My toilet My drug use I remember i could read I was a trainspoter A night prisoner I wr......Read the rest...

...The Strange Truces of King Arthur by Michael R. Burch Artur took Cabal, his hound, and Carwennan, his knife, and his sword forged by Wayland and Merlyn, his falcon, and, saying goodbye to his......Read the rest...

...The Pictish Faeries by Michael R. Burch Smaller and darker than their closest kin, the faeries learned only too well never to dwell close to the villages of larger men. Only to dance in t......Read the rest...

...At Tintagel by Michael R. Burch That night, at Tintagel, there was darkness such as man had never seen... darkness and treachery, and the unholy thundering of the sea... In his arms, ......Read the rest...

...After the deaths of Tristram and Isolde, a hazel and a honeysuckle grew out of their graves until the branches intertwined and could not be parted. Through our long years of dreaming to......Read the rest...

... We went to sleep for but a little while I met you in my dreams. You delivered to me all your stories all throughout the little while all throughout the years. Th......Read the rest...

...In my most endearing reveries, I journey once more where monoliths of stone rose from the rocky shore reminiscing the joyful days we spent along the quay as sunrise painted pastel hues over wa......Read the rest...

... "The Letter" "L" is for LOVE and the JOY that follows "L" is for Learning flies high like a Swallow "L" is for LIFE Lionheart all the rises and hollows "G" is for DAUGHTER, hearts 2 ......Read the rest...

...In those bleak fields that so quietly lie - stilled as graves, Between where the thin wind creaks and upwardly heaves, Unseen feet can sometimes be heard Shuffling through the old woods discarded......Read the rest...