bunn (bunn) wrote,
bunn
bunn

Apparently all this Arthuriana I am watching and reading has driven me to poetry




Hic iacet Arthurus


Arthur sleeps

in the green isle

under the skin of the world


As he lies quiet

The world's dreams shape him

into more than he ever was


Mould the warlord who defied

the ending of his world


Crown him with a distant hope

Future king of a thousand tales

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