In the old tavern the bard does sing,
Of wizard's staff and dragon's wing.
Of fallen knight,
and glorious squire.
Of God's light
and Devil's spire.
Of death's relief
and suffering life.
Of Arthur's defeat
and Daniel's strife.
The tales are sung,
the sun is set.
Wanderer come back for the next.
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The Many Tales
PoetryA fantasy poem I created that mentions fantasy tales like king Arthur and wizards. I hope you like this one! : ) Hope you comment!
