The Storyteller’s Ode
So to start with this tale as all stories must ....is at the first word
So let it now begin: A small child, unhappy, hurt and alone.
Without the loving arms of a mother to envelop and keep
The child then walks out his door where love is no more
and begins his life as a growing individual all strong and beautiful.
Our hero child is only nine, his life
To date has been hard and laid its heavy hand
On his young bones, deforming his legs to bows.
His spine turned and twisted to make a hump.
“Camel Boy “, he was cruelly called, by some
“No wonder your mother is dead
Giving birth and looking at you every day ’ the monster’
No right to food have you, with that lump and
that strange limp with your legs all bowed.”
As with these things , the way most stories unfold.
our hero survives the neglected childhood
While his tormentors fade into insignificants.
Entering into our tale is the boy’s father, a stranger no one knows.
Well within this little village he is some unknown
But for this tale we will find that the father is the biggest
Hero of all and comes to the rescue of his son.
Just in time to save our child who now is all alone.
Shall we say he father is being held is a dragon’s keep
A magician strong and straight
He wears a vest of silver thread
And a golden band upon his head of thick black curls
At his side a long sword hangs
Its hilt beautifully moulded silver plate inlayed with jewels
Of all kind, but our hero Father is prisoner
And has to stay to keep the Dragon quiet
As if the beast be alone it would just destroy the purple lavender world
So you now see this fantasy has a twist,
Our hero child is really a lord of sorts,
His father so far away hears whisperings
That brings him to the child’s door
His father visits the boy through dreaming
As he is unable to leave the dragon's keep
And within the young boys mind helps him leave
The village where no love for him was found.
So with rags wrapped round his little feet
And a bed blanket as a clock our hero child
Stepped out of his little hut
And begins to travel out onto the road
Into the outside world of no returning.
His father sends the young boy dreams
As the child each night sleeps
In magic weaves of protecting shield
as a bubble enveloped is our child.
The loveless boy now has found a protector
who now calls him forth onto his prison Dragon's Lair
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Storyteller's Epic Poem
PoetryA story told in the style of an Epic Poem. The adventures of a child from a humble village who at first is lost, ill and alone is force out to travel the road in search of his father. As the story grows here the edit will happen to correct the many...
