mark littler


Ruins Of A Classic Clastereed Abbey - Poem by mark littler

Ruins of a classic clastered abbey
convent of Saint AElfrida
saint SSerbert and saint AEfyu

what is the date?
Elven half knights set half fire with half arrows
red hair and green cloaks
green hair and red cloaks

fire
Pigs and sisters
fat and sisters

Saint Michael, Saint Spear
saint Faith and all the Angels
save us

Saint Tree, Saint rock
Saint summer, Saint winter
save us

our world is ending


A champion draws to fight
dressed shab in the roughed trousers of Eastern monk
praying for deception
Lancelot bursts out in tympan

with a tug and swing on Mother Superior
Votive Candle


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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 6, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 6, 2013


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