MYSTICAL DREAMS OF SHORES UNSEEN
About a land so far across the sea, stories of Knights
From days lost,
Castles of stone standing through centuries of tales
Told, Those who know.
Kings and Queens ever since this Island was discovered
Back in a dream,
Magical wizards are fables of men said to them as a
Child long ago.
Those dressed In armor, a King by the name of Arthur
And a sword,
A legendary table of round, sat Knights so long ago on
Princes and princesses, dancing at parties of royalty In
A far off land,
Common men and women lived together and begged for food,
Woods of old England, warriors and Knights with bows and
Mystical dreams of times, of shores unseen, a book of
Along the River, lakes of swans gliding across the
Over the hills where the whispering winds watch the grass
In the English night sky, through the known expected fog
Of the land,
A rising moon shines Its glowing light upon the trees,
Upon These shores.
Seasons of many centuries, witnessed by a people with
Voices Of sound,
Sir Lancelot dressed for battle, riding high upon a dark
Horse Into forever.
Dragons of fantasy flying through the sky, wings spread,
Breath of fire It Is told they possess, demons brought to
Life In a dream.
Legends of many moons long since past, ghosts of heroes
Wander In mist,
Mystical dreams of shores unseen, songs sung In green
A beautiful sound from voices such a long time ago.
great rhythm, thanks
Thanks for reading.
On Tue, May 4, 2021 at 6:50 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote: