The Old Knight

  • Again I take up my shield and sword,
    I don my armour, my spiritual ward,
    Prepare for a battle my heart deplored,
    To fight or die for the honour of my lord.
    Into the precious day I rode abroad,
    Hit with a wall of sound as the crowd applaud.
    The helmeted knight on his horse, how I'm adored!
    Don't they understand I wear this mask to be ignored?
    I wave as they cheer, upon me their praise is poured,
    Inside I shrivelled and to the three gods I implored,
    Please take me this time of my own accord.
    At last I was through the gates and onto the plain,
    Surrounded by knights who to their horses gave rein,
    As we charged through and across and into the rain,
    Of blood and death and screams of pain.
    How many will fall in this demented campaign?
    I laughed as I rode into death's domain,
    My mind unhinged and violent, the battle insane.
    The enemy mages, studiers of magic arcane,
    Called lightning down and created walls of flame,
    Summoned creatures or raised the dead using arts profane,
    Yet they fell to my sword, as the Three ordain.
    I am their Ordinator, their taciturn knight,
    I have sworn to defend and for them I fight,
    To uphold their honour and prove their might,
    Yet my soul grows weary and my heart contrite,
    At the things I have done in the name of their spite.
    I was once so sure of what was wrong or right,
    And I still ride into battle with great delight,
    But the time has come to be myself, forthright,
    To alter my future and my fate rewrite.
    A warriors end was plainly in sight,
    So I cast off my armour and entered the light.

Comments

15 Comments
  • Sotek
    Sotek   ·  March 19, 2016
    It's a shame there's no picture to capture this Phil. You really ought to have a look around for one which fits. Saying that though, it will be a challenge to find one which does this justice.
  • The Wing
    The Wing   ·  March 17, 2016
    Unfortunately I have not seen the documentary, Lissette! My mother has been reading his biography and my sister has done a lot of research on him, so they have told me bits and pieces about his life.  I'm hoping to read the biography as well when my mum i...  more
  • Teineeva
    Teineeva   ·  March 17, 2016
    As I said Phil, easily impressed. I did notice the "poor rhyme"  but was afraid that my direct translation from French wouldn't come over the way I wanted it to (in case it doesn't correspond: rhymes with only one syllable).
  • The Long-Chapper
    The Long-Chapper   ·  March 17, 2016
    Have you seen the BBC documentary on Beethoven, Rancid? One of my favorites of his is the Grosse Fuge from opus 133 string quarter. I play that in my Music history class and my kids go "Whoa! That's not Beethoven!" And Imma like "Yes it is."  
  • The Wing
    The Wing   ·  March 17, 2016
    Beethoven was sick of everyone loving Moonlight Sonata, Phil. He wanted people to appreciate his more complicated works, but he was too genius for the common folk. 
  • Paws
    Paws   ·  March 17, 2016
    Th Raven by Poe is good poetry, rhyming sword with applaud is not   but thank you all. Moonlight Sonata for me Lis.
  • Teineeva
    Teineeva   ·  March 17, 2016
    I am a half decent writer, but in no way am I a poet. So even the simplest of verses would impress me. But darn, this is good.
  • Edana
    Edana   ·  March 17, 2016
    I agree, this might be your best one yet. 
  • A-Pocky-Hah!
    A-Pocky-Hah!   ·  March 17, 2016
    We should call you the Phil-osopher if you keep this up.
  • Justiciar Thorien
    Justiciar Thorien   ·  March 17, 2016
    This is totally the best one, Phil) And I can't he;p it but feel happy to be proved right again, hehehe))))