KnightsJourney
by merlyn on May.04, 2009, under Poetry
Alone, the knight traveled,
Bereft of companions,
Torn from his allies
by forces of Evil.
Vengeance is foremost in his thoughts.
He muses about lost loves,
Friends who have died,
Companions who have been
sacrificed to dark gods.
He has sworn,
in their names,
to Bring Evil Down.
Alone he ventures,
into Evil’s darkest Citadel,
laying about him,
with his massive, gleaming blade.
Carnage reigns supreme
in the halls of the Fortress.
Inward and downward,
the knight struggles.
‘gainst foes and fatigue,
‘gainst hordes of goblins,
‘gainst daemons and devils.
He reaches the top of the Dungeons,
Encounters guards and wards.
Trusting in his prowess,
he Forces his way in.
Finally, blood-spattered
and weary,
He reaches a Haven,
an untouched Shrine,
in its pure Radiance,
He rests,
and reassures himself
of the Rightness of his quest.
He conjures images;
of his friends
in their Prime
in their Destruction.
He allows himself a moment of Mourning,
A brief period of
Sorrow, for what he has lost.
Sleep, and then:
He wakes, Refreshed.
and Resolute in his purpose.
He ventures forth
again, into the mouth of Hell itself.
Still alone, he struggles on,
Fighting as much against
his Memories as
his Enemies.
Old fears return to haunt him
but, from the depths of his Soul,
He pulls out courage, Determination.
Into the depths of Hell he marches
His blade no longer Gleaming,
his head hanging from weariness.
He has gone as far as He can go.
The last Gate remains,
Unbreached, unmoving.
With a tired fist,
He knocks, no longer caring
Whether He lives or dies.
Caring only to exact what Revenge He can.
To his surprise,
the Gate opens.
Behind it,
the Lady of Hell awaits.
the Ever Gracious
Hostess.
The knight stands for a moment,
the collapses,
his wounds at last overcoming him.
His last words,
no more than a breath,
“My love, why?”
Author’s Note: This is an old poem I dug up while cleaning. The only thing I’ve done with it is change some line breaks, and capitalization. I’m amazed at how the reading of the poem changes by simply capitalizing key words at key points. Something I want to tweak, I think.
