A Knight On The Old North Shore

A Poem By Mary // 11/17/2008

'Twas a dark gray night on the old North Shore
- And the wind and the waves were wild -
That the black-caped traveler came to her door
And begged to rest a while.

An hour's rest from the savage wind
She dared deny no man,
So graciously she asked him in
To sit and warm his hands.

She stirred the fire and bade him sit
Before the merry blaze.
Sit he did, and stared at it
With a lost and distant gaze.

She made the tea and cut the bread,
And lit three candles more,
And asked the man what business led
Him out on the old North Shore.

Then,
With a smile on his face and a spark in his eye,
He began this tale to tell:
Of a faraway place in an ancient time,
And of things he remembered well.

He told her the tales of a distant land,
Of men who lived by the sword,
Of knights who fought for their ladies' hands,
And for glory of kings and lords.

He told her the tales of the brave-hearted men
who marched to the Holy Land,
"And truer souls there have never been,
Who fight, their faith, to defend."

He recited the epics of ancient bards,
Their songs of legend and lore,
Soft tales of winning ladies' hearts,
Heroes' sagas, and many more.

And of all the tales he told her,
Not one failed to touch her heart -
Whether lightly, and with pleasure,
Or in some deeper, hidden part.

At some she laughed, at some she wept,
At some, did both and more!
And treasured were the thoughts she kept
Of that night on the old North Shore.

With a start she awoke and sat straight up
And cast a look around.
On the table sat his empty cup,
But he was nowhere to be found.

The fire was nothing but a glow,
As was now the eastern sky.
It was only a dream, she had to know,
But there was still the teacup. Why?

Blaming her own wild mind,
She gave up the thoughts as lost,
But there on his saucer what did she find,
But a gold crusader's cross?

She crept to her room up under the eaves
And gazed at the cross once more.
What a beautiful gift - but who would believe? -
From a knight on the old North Shore.

Comments

That was excellent! >

That was excellent!
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"You're pirates! Hang the code, and hang the rules! They're more like guidelines anyway"
-Elizabeth Swan//Pirates of the Caribbean//Curse of the Black Pearl

Sarah | Mon, 11/17/2008

"Sometimes even to live is courage."
-Seneca

Blogging away!
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:0)

Just as magical and poetical as I remembered it...
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But he didn't live happily ever after because he was a fairy-tale non-conformist
~Duncan MR

Heather | Mon, 11/17/2008

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And now our hearts will beat in time/You say I am yours and you are mine...
Michelle Tumes, "There Goes My Love"

I love

I love it.
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"Ever heard of Plato, Aristotle, Socrates?...Morons."
-Vizzini

Clare Marie | Mon, 11/17/2008

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"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

Great job Mary! What a fun

Great job Mary! What a fun read.

Christa | Tue, 11/18/2008

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Wow!

"My peanut!"-Captain Jack Sparrow

The Brit | Tue, 11/18/2008

Great job! It's

Great job! It's beautiful.
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"Weddings? I love weddings! Drinks all around!" -Jack Sparrow

Anna | Tue, 11/18/2008

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

Wow!

Wow! Thanks, you guys! I wasn't expecting so much feedback so quickly. Thank you so much for all of the compliments!
See? I do have a slightly serious side!

"The others think I'm too flighty - too full of bobbins and bounce."
- Puddleglum, the Marshwiggle

Mary | Tue, 11/18/2008

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Brother: Your character should drive a motorcycle.
Me: He can't. He's in the wilderness.
Brother: Then make it a four-wheel-drive motorcycle!

Oh yes, you have a very

Oh yes, you have a very serious side. Though it doesn't make its way to the surface very often. :0)
PS, you still need a profile pic!
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But he didn't live happily ever after because he was a fairy-tale non-conformist
~Duncan MR

Heather | Tue, 11/18/2008

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And now our hearts will beat in time/You say I am yours and you are mine...
Michelle Tumes, "There Goes My Love"

: P

Well, Thea, I WOULD have a profile pic, only I'm too dense to figure it out on my own. I must be doing something wrong because my computer refuses to load the file. Maybe, I could find a computer-savvy friend to help me? : )
And in regards to my serious side - what would you think if I posted "A Traitor's Prayer" on here next? That's about as serious as my writing gets!
~Mary

Mary | Wed, 11/19/2008

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Brother: Your character should drive a motorcycle.
Me: He can't. He's in the wilderness.
Brother: Then make it a four-wheel-drive motorcycle!

Excelent Poem.

Excelent Poem.

Ezra | Wed, 11/19/2008

"There are no great men of God. There are only pitiful, sorry men whose God is great beyond measure." - Paul Washer [originally Jonathan Edwards]

Nice job Mary

Hey Mary excellent job loved the story

Anonymous | Fri, 02/13/2009

I absolutely love this!!

I absolutely love this!!

KatieSara | Sat, 01/09/2010

Katie:-)

"Are all humans like this? So much bigger on the inside?"
-Idris/TARDIS

...... :)

 very well done, and fun to read! 

Mairead | Sun, 01/10/2010

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"Sweet is the love that never knew a wound, but deeper that which died and rose again." - Mother Mary Francis

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