Philip Dodd Poems
- Isle Of Apples The Round Table is broken, to divide this ...
- No Shelter For A Sparrow Worst is when you want to cry when ...
- Lines On The Four Hundredth An...
- Jungle Vision Panther black jungle night. Monkeys screech, ...
- These Oceans I strayed into long ago, somewhere in the ...
- The Memories You Save Faces of strangers life allows me to ...
- Her Piano Tune She played her love in a minor key, to say ...
Philip Dodd lives in Liverpool, England, has a degree in English literature from Newcastle University, and has been writing songs, stories and poems since he was twelve. He is the author of three books, Angel War, published in April,2013, Klubbe the Turkle and the Golden Star Coracle, published in March,2015, and Still the Dawn: Poems and Ballads, published in October,2015. He has had poems ... more »
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Isle Of Apples
The Round Table is broken,
to divide this green island, Britain.
Now I must obey the last words of Merlyn.
Take Excalibur, the sword of Arthur,
that I alone could draw from the stone,
down to the edge of yonder mere,
Sir Bedivere, and throw it out on the water,
as far as your strength can,
to be your last deed for me,
as my faithful knight, a true courageous man.
Prepare in your grief to see a wonder,
as the Lady of Faerie takes my sword
away to her land.
Mordred is dead who came against me,
to take my crown and throne.
He lies with pale ...