Posted in Life, Prose

Happy Veteran’s day

This man was a mere mortal of flesh and blood.  He had the inner light of a warrior and he carried this with honor and pride.

I knew he was a man, with weaknesses that men have.  But I saw what was inside.  He was a Nobleman of Old.  He saw the demons , the evil and the beasts that few of us see.  He would give his life to slay them.  He would give his life for me. 

He thought his life was better served on the battlefield.

He relied on his instincts and his brethren in the heat of battle.

As he turned his shining eyes away, I knew he couldn’t stay.  He had paused on his quest just long enough to give me a glimpse of himself.  There were battles to be fought and dragons to slay.

Remember, that the safety and freedoms that we experience is because of mere men.  Veterans. 

Happy Veteran’s Day. 

Copyright (C) 2022 Penny Wilson

Posted in Prose

Modern Day Knight

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One day in the dark of the forest, down at the bottom of that deep, dark well, he came to me.

His arms, strong, but tender, raised me from the depths of that well.

The blue of his eyes shone through the night as if the light were coming from within.

I discovered this man was a mere mortal of flesh and blood.  The light I saw in his eyes was that of an honorable man.  The honor this man carried with pride, was that of rare and unimaginable beauty.

I knew he was a man, with weaknesses as men have.  But I saw what was inside.  He was a Nobleman of Old.  He saw the demons and beasts that few of us see.  He would give his life to slay them.

He thought his life was better served on the battlefield.

This man had no sword or armor, as we would normally see with a Knight.   He relied on his instincts and his brethren in the heat of battle.

My hand touched his, one last time, as he turned his shining eyes away.  I knew he couldn’t stay.  He had paused on his quest just long enough to give me a glimpse of himself.  There were battles to be fought and dragons to slay.

Beautiful artwork by Murphy Elliott