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A poem about Gawain

Submitted:Feb 6, 2010    Reads: 87    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   

A Knight of Camelot
Full of hope and bright in eye Gawain did ride to war
A knight though young from Camelot he'd win a name of fame
The battles not a few did come, his zeal did take a dent
Though strong of arm and quick with sword, the mind was his defeat
In daily conflict of the soul his zeal soon dampened down
The daily drudge the battles real, they took a toll on him
As time went by he found the way much rougher than before
Each task became a mountain now each goal a misty cloud
Yet undeterred he struggled on but not by heaven's power
He rather stood in strength his own and daily weaker grew
The forces dark and evil came they spread their snares abroad
Their slithering gripping tentacles did reach in every way
The glittering wealth to tantalize the seeming life of ease
They pulled and tugged upon his heart as harder grew each task
To stand and fight the evil hordes with sword and shield in hand
Ah yes this what he'd envisioned and not this other fight
For darkened hordes came into him in other ways to fight
The tempting snares the lulling notes to woo the heart of men
The glittering gold the power it brought the glory of all men
An envious glance, a lustful look, another thought of pride
These took a hold upon his soul to weaken him each day
The beauty of the maids he saw would turn him from his task
The Games and drinks that he partook took more his time each day
So when the battle came at last he found he had no strength
Confusion doubt they took their toll he could no longer fight
Twas then he saw the truth upon a misty day
Gawain now shivered in the camp preparing for a fight
When Galahad did visit him, his trials he'd seemed to sense
The more he talked; the trials flew as shades of doubt took wing
For Galahad knew the darken ways that slyly sup ones strength
As mist did clear and trumpet sound Gawain now stood renewed
With sword in hand he slew the hordes that warred on England's shore
The Saxon hordes did fall that day as sword did carve and hew
Gawain did turn the tide that day with Galahad beside
When Arthur came all doubt dispelled Gawain did meet with him
The King did praise his valiant knight and honour did bestow
In future times by Arthur's side Gawain would stand and fight
A knight of faith and inner strength his name do all men sing
A knight of great renown became; of which the bards did sing,
And Galahad did smile within, as friends the two became


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