Knight Of The Round

Knight Of The Round long poem

Uploaded by Mario Vitale

He rides towards the setting sun
Further and further from his special one
The sound of his armor clanking with each hoof beat
Perspiration horse and rider oppressive desert heat

He rides through the desert to find the Prince.
Commissioned by the King to bring him home.
All others afraid he rides alone.
He will not stop until he fulfills this pact.
His spirit is strong he chooses to act.

The King makes a promise,
“Brave Knight, bring my son home,
you can have anything,
a castle of stone.”
Knight responds, ” I will do what you ask.
I will not stop
Until I complete the task.
Allow me to make
but one request,
to marry your daughter Jessica
when I pass this test.”

She with the face of an Angel,
stunning blue eyes.
Heart so beautiful,
his mighty soul cries.

No man would stand,
in the Knight’s way.
Yet there are things,
much deeper at play.

Days and nights in the desert,
plays tricks on the mind.
Time has no meaning,
as it begins to unwind.
He heads into the valley,
the valley of death.
Gods willing,
he won’t breathe his last breath

Witches enchantresses,
orbs of blue light.
Naked nymphs dancing,
in the glowing moonlight.

He dismounts,
calls out the Prince’s name
The Prince is engaged
In a deadly game

The prince responds,
“please leave me be.
I am being pleasured,
by the beauty you see.”

The creatures of the night,
seek his seed,
In exchange they promise,
to satisfy every need.

The Knight,
strong and true.
He sees beyond,
nimble bodies of blue.

The voice of his Jessica,
whispers in his heart.
With his sword,
he tears the illusion apart.

Bodies of the demons
in a pile they lay
He fights through the evening
Until light of day

The Prince freed,
from a prison of lies.
Fooled by illusion,
he didn’t realize.

A Knight strong and brave,
loyal and wise.
Evil banished,
he claims his prize.

Home to his Princess the Kingdom saved.
Triumphant return the banners are waved.
A Heros welcome a true loves kiss.
Endings don’t come much happier than this.

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Mario William Vitale is a poet with over 1,000 toward his platform. Vitale was born October 23rd, 1970 in Bristol, Ct. Currently living in Wolcott, Ct where he helps as a care taker for his elderly handicapped mother Ann. Vitale is featured as a writer on Poetrysoup, Writerscafe & Allpoetry. Has a fan base on facebook with over 650 followers. He started writing poems in 1989 after the break up of his first girlfriend as a way to cope with life.
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