She
was a warrior with mighty sword,
A
huntsman’s daughter, now she lived alone
Her
parents dead, the lodge beside a forde
Was
solely hers, the place that she called home.
The
cottage bordered mighty forest trees
Whose
trunks stood strong to guard the magic there,
For
fairy kingdom stood under the leaves
Of
sacred living tree, so gold and fair.
For
many years the fairies had known bliss
Until
a threat foretold became stark fact,
And so
they came in search of mighty Miss
In
hopes that they could make a fairy pact.
They
came to her, resplendent on their wings,
They
asked that she be champion for their king.
They
asked that she be champion for their king,
Defend
the realm and hidden golden boughs
Of
tree that held all magic in its rings,
The
key to all that happy life allowed.
They
told her of the prophecy forseen
Of
evil come to drain the forest life,
Of
blackened leaves within the lofty green
Of
hardship come, of famine and of strife.
She
didn’t hesitate to heed their call
And
strapping sword across her broadened back
Strode
off with them into the forest sprawl,
Winding
their way along the piney track.
Into
the mists, that peace might be restored
She
went with them to meet the fairy lord.
She
went with them to meet the fairy lord
A king
with greying beard, upon his throne,
At his
right hand the queen they all adored
And to
his left, the son he called his own.
The
prince’s eyes were like the bluest sky
The
maiden felt his call with single glance,
An
instant flare of love bound them with sighs
And
deep abiding ties of true romance.
He
took her then to see the magic tree
Within
a garden, beautiful it glowed
And
underneath its spreading golden leaves
They
kissed and sealed their fates, as true love flowed.
The
warrior at heart, now felt the cling,
There
prince and maiden joined by passion’s sting.
There
prince and maiden joined by passion’s sting
But
time was not with them, the threat was clear,
And
barely with a chance for love to sing
The
army of the trolls drew ever near.
The
fairies, prince and champion marched to war
With
armor bright and tireless winged steeds,
And
pushed back at the army as they bore
Down
on the forest home with evil needs.
And
then from out their ranks came wicked mage
Who
sought to drive the fairies from their lands,
And
capture all the magic in bondage
So he
could then fulfill his dreadful plans.
He
drew his darkness, bold and with intent,
The
mage would see all fairies in torment.
The
mage would see all fairies in torment
Or so
he wished, he thought he could not fail
His
magic was so strong, the ground was rent
And
cracks split earth along the grassy vale.
But
warrior, she felt her anger spread
She
cried for justice for the fairy ground,
And
raising sword so high above her head
She
rallied fairy troupes to gather round.
A
magic came right forth, with silver light
The
steel within her hands began to glow
She
was surprised, but recognized the might
Of
good that from the blade began to flow.
Embracing
right, she stood upon the field,
The
maiden had a magic sword to wield.
The
maiden had a magic sword to wield
A
mighty talisman to lead the fight,
And
all the trolls around her had to yield
Or die
upon her blade of silver light.
Across
the bloodied grass she made her way
There
in the centre faced the evil man,
He
gathered in his dark to make her pay,
Dark
clashed with light, and thwarted blackest plan.
A
blinding flash illuminated all
A cry
screamed out and then a quiet hush,
And
from it strode the warrior, still tall
The
fairies gathered round her in a rush.
The
evil gone, the darkness had been spent,
Upon
the field, the mage lay cold and bent.
Upon
the field, the mage lay cold and bent,
Their
champion had saved the land they loved,
The
fairies so rejoiced and then they sent
A
message to the king, with snow white dove.
The
prince rode closely by her side with pride
And
love swelled further in his fairy chest,
And he
intended, at end of their ride
To ask
her for her hand, and felt so blessed.
They
came with triumph to the fairy court
And
prince confessed his intent to his king,
But
all his want it seemed was all for naught,
His
royal highness refused his blessing.
They
had their victory on the killing field,
But
fairy king, for love, he would not yield.
But
fairy king, for love, he would not yield
And
prince was devastated by decree
His
heart was to the maiden ever sealed
And
without love he never would be free.
Then
in the west, a greater evil grew
The
mage’s brother had heard of his death,
And
gathering an army quickly flew
To get
revenge, even with dying breath.
They
came so fast, the ground hummed with their tread
But
fairy kingdom did not heed the signs
Their
guard let down, they did not feel the dread
As
they feasted and drank the summer wines.
But
prince and maiden did not join the ball
They
had found love, then seemed to lose it all.
They
had found love, then seemed to lose it all
When
king had said she could not be his bride,
So
warrior returned home to the fall
Of
passion’s hurts, and all alone she cried.
She
grasped the mighty sword within her hands
And
there on gleaming blade she saw the lines,
Within
a twisting scrawl and lovely bands
Writ
tale of once princess within the shine.
The
tale was hers, she read with widened eyes
And
knew the truth of power from her blade,
And
saw that her upbringing was a guise,
Protection
from a royal court betrayed.
She
rose as princess from her lowly bed
She
could not get the prince out of her head.
She
could not get the prince out of her head
And he
still pined, the loss made him a shell,
They
both could feel the air, impending dread
Clung
to the land, the magic wasn’t well.
The
brother mage had gained the forest edge
And
crept into the kingdom in the dark
And
coming to the garden, kept his pledge
Touching
his magic to the sacred bark.
The
fairy kingdom heard the horrid cry
The
sacred tree it wept and branches browned,
And
all shook out their wings and took to sky
In
defense of the fairy kingdom’s crown.
There
was a deadly panic, lethal pall,
They
had to save the kingdom, lest it fall
They
had to save the kingdom, lest it fall
For
without magic soon the land would die
But
evil brother called his troops, they all
Swarmed
over defenses with lofty cry.
The
leaves upon the tree began to wilt
And
lost their golden colour as they fell,
The
land began to sicken as the gilt
Faded
from tree, and evil came to dwell.
The
fairies knew they needed champion
To
help save them from their impending doom
And so
they sent a herald to maiden
To
implore her to help the sickened bloom.
They
knew with certainty of horrid dread
She
was the only one could stop the spread.
She
was the only one could stop the spread,
She
grabbed her mighty sword and ran to aid
Her
anger swift, her vision clouded red
The
magic thrummed within the steely blade.
She
joined the fight, side by side with her prince
And
cleaved the bodies of the troll army,
The
clang of steel was rhythm to evince
The
rage with which she faced the enemy.
The
evil brother saw her power then
And
saw to strike her at the very heart,
So
gathering the magic of the glen
He
aimed to tear the very world apart.
And
there beneath the dying sacred tree
Brother
brought prince with magic to his knees.
Brother
brought prince with magic to his knees,
The
maiden’s heart was torn there into shreds
And
everything before her seemed to freeze
As
prince fell down and on the ground he bled.
Her
sword rose up, it flashed with blinding light
And
smote the mage with all its raging charge,
Just
as his brother had fell to her might
He
died right there, a life no longer large.
She
rushed to side of her beautiful man
And
held him close and looked into blue eyes
He
told her then how much he loved, the span
And
while she held him in her arms he died.
With
sweet prince gone, upon the floating breeze,
She
knew right then a pain that pierced and seized.
She
knew right then a pain that pierced and seized
And
watched the blight spread from the dying tree
She
saw that love was lost, would not be eased
But
swore that princely death would set them free.
She
drew her blade within his blood and joined
His
soul once more to hers for final task,
And
plunging steel into the ground conjoined
Her
magic with his fairy blood at last.
The
blood flowed strong and fed the sacred plant
The
blush returned to leaves, the golden hue
And as
the sun rose, beams in yellow slant
Brought
warmth and life, the tree had been renewed.
The
fairy kingdom had been saved, but cost
A
prince his life, a love forever lost.
She
was a warrior with mighty sword
They
asked that she be champion for their king
She
went with them to meet the fairy lord
There
prince and maiden joined by passion’s sting.
The
mage would see all fairies in torment
The
maiden had a magic sword to wield,
Upon
the field, the mage laid cold and bent,
But
fairy king, for love, he would not yield.
They
had found love, then seemed to lose it all,
She
could not get the prince out of her head,
They
had to save the kingdom, lest it fall
She
was the only one could stop the spread.
Brother
brought prince with magic to his knees
She
knew right then a pain that pierced and seized.
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Created March 2014 by Virginia Archer on Allpoetry.com.
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