Arthurian Poems - Poems about Arthurian

I Am A King, Royal is the Stand Never Tethered, Just a Vagabond on the Precipice of Zenith Of Man On High Ground, I Stand Alone Noble and Chivalrous, No match for The Stone Solar Rexus on the Crest, I was born for Kingship Zero Sheckles for my Spirit, Pro Rege, Lege, Et Grege,...

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

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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 is Merlyn, the sage? For today I truly feel my age.” All day long the battle raged and the dragon banner was sorely pressed, but the courage of Uther never...

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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. My father was Madog Morfeyn but our eyes were never the same, nor our skin, nor our hair; for his were dark, dark —as our people’s are— and mine were...

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

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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 the starlight when the moon was full and men were afraid. Only to worship in the farthest glade, ever heeding the raven and the gull. These are Arthurian poems I have written...

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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, who is to say how much she knew? And if he whispered her name... "Ygraine" could she tell above the howling wind and rain? Could she tell, or did...

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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 be one we grew toward an enigmatic light that gently warmed our tendrils. Was it sun? We had no eyes to tell; we loved despite the lack...

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Arthur's Land: royal soil Lancelot & Guinevere: unjust in lust Meeting of Knights: able table Excalibur: steel cone in stone Merlin's Temper: wizard blizzard Morgan's Powers: tragic magic The Lady of the Lake: shady lady Quest for the Grail: the goal - find bowl A Knightly Siege: castle hassle...

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The battle for the kingdom was so intense dead bodies were used to build defence In the end few people survived King Arthur, Mordred and Sir Bedivere ‘sighed Now Arthur had forgot his enchanted sword Excalibur, his mighty reward He battled with Mordred in single combat but was fatally wounded from Mordred’s attack Mordred lay dead upon the ground and Arthur’s blood from...

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Now Sir Mordred was an evil knight and always causing trouble and strife He seeked to destroy Arthur’s throne and take it from him, for his own He was full of hate and jealousy towards the king who became his enemy Taught by the evil sorceress, Morgan le Fay Arthur’s step sister, who led him astray There was a court hearing for the...

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At his wedding Arthur received a magnificent round table, he was pleased From king Leodegrances of cameliard graciously covered, impressively carved As time went by Arthur decreed twenty four men that would up heed He made them knights and brothers to him to keep the laws and not to sin Twenty four knights, gallant and steady to serve their king and country, ready They sat...

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Now it was Kay’s first tournament day And he was competing in London away Arthur had forgotten his brother’s sword And was in trouble with his Lord In search of a sword he wondered alone And there found a blade buried in stone He pulled on the hilt, and slid out the shaft Arthur gave out a joyous laugh He ran back...

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Uther, the High king of England fell in love with the Lady Igraine Knowing she was married to Gorlois he decided to fight the walrus For he was the Duke of Tintagel that Uther wanted to mangle ‘Thus he defeated his enemy’ and took her, his wife to be The High King delighted to tell of Merlin’s magical spell How he’d become Gorlious...

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