[Soaring Feather]

Oh my, wonderful Darkchylde. Thank You so much, it's so nice to hear from you.

[Darkchylde]

Thanks. I've just been lurking as of late.
Been rather uninspired for a while.

[Soaring Feather]

In the Land of Glen Gaul Way

I
In the Land of Glen Gaul Way
did the knights come to play
in low dusk that is not light
to duel and fight into darkest night.

II
Clashing blades with ringing sounds
a fair knight hit the ground
silvery beams abound around
the bloodied dueling grounds
of Glen Gaul Way

III
Damsels fair in midnight air
with silvery and golden hair
and velvet capes of blackest night
gathered round to watch the fight

IV
Mighty steeds snort and whinny
the dancing hooves of fair knights plight
stomp the ground in anxious need to
charge their master to the deed
to fight another duel of might
clashing, slashing, blades, burn bright
In the Land of Glen Gaul Way

V
Glen Gaul Way
In fields of vi-o-lets and ferns
White Knight did hold a yearn for a
damsel tall and blonde hiding in
the Lily Pond.
VI
Holding court in Glen Gaul Way
a maiden fair was heard to say
my White Knight will come some night
to whisper by the Lily Pond
Passion is the promise bold
as she gripped her breast from
the cold, moist night air
with fireflies blinking in foggy light

VII
Damsel held the promise told by
Magic Merlin of the old
that on a dark and stormy night
the Dragonfly would show his
color bright and come to her
in the night
and take her on his wings of flight
Her White Knight of Chivalry
the Dragon Fly delight

bentfeather
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