His honour came from days of old where maidens fell at his feet Dragons roared and spewed fire his challenge; to defeat. His body clad in armor; a helmet placed upon his head To defend the king’s daughter, His life’s blood, willingly shed. As he breathed his last farewell, she placed a rose upon his chest She wept tears of sorrow, knowing he had given his best. The dragon lay cold and lifeless; the village safe, for now The knight died for their honour After fulfilling his sacred vow. © 2018 Penny Wilson *This was written in response to Sue Vincent's Thursday #writephoto prompt. If you would like to get in on the fun, you can find out all about it HERE.
12 thoughts on “Knight’s Honour – #writephoto”
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He died.in battle and will be rewarded 😊💛
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🙂 Thank you! ❤ ❤
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My pleasure 🙂 ❤
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So funny, I read the actual note, and, except for the bit of fantasy and a dragon, you were right, he gave his life for the king 🙂 (I liked the dragon better, though)
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🙂 I find myself cheering for the dragon too. Thanks, Trent.
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A lovely poem, Penny. I am sorry the Knight died but I suppose that was inevitable, given the photograph
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Thank you, Robbie.
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Very nice Penny; really heavy on the medieval imagery!
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Thank you!
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Nicely done, Penny.
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Thanks, Sue!
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