Avalon
There is a land concealed in mist,
Hidden fron the human eye.
A land inhabited by the Fae,
Where Arthur went to lie.
Avalon is its name
This land hidden in mist
A land the wizard Merlin
Can always know to reach
A land that to Arthur
Many lessons it did teach
And after Mordred struck his blow,
Vivien came to float the King away
To the land named Avalon,
The land of the Fae.
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Thoughts as Poetry
PoetryThis collection of my poems expresses my emotions-loneliness, pain, joy. They also tell stories-regret, conquering ignorance, what one will become. They are my fleeting thoughts, captured in verses. Thoughts as Poetry.
