Morgause,Morgana, Mordred.

AH! here hangs a complicated tale

So entwined are these three, to shock you this cannot fail.

First there is Morgause the first daughter of Vivienne.

High priestess of the old ways, troubles from her stems.

Her half sister Morgana is Arthur’s too, twists and turns

I tell you so complicated were these three.

If I tell you the tale will you believe me?

Enchantment and witchcraft  playing no small part

Arthur and Morgause  had a child, being related did not keep them apart.

Mordred was the boy’s name he would be a knight and serve Arthur well.

Arthur would not of  known him and Morgause would not tell.

Mordred would fall by Arthur’s hand  at Battle of Camlann

Yet not before Mordred  fatally slays Arthur, a fatal plan.

The sisters locked by blood and magic,shared mother but not father

Both wanted Arthur’s death so they could rule his lands forever.

Morgause also known as Morgan la Fay groomed the boy in magic

She knew Mordred’s  future, saw it all. She cared not his end  be was tragic.

Most evil of the two sisters Morgause  twisted Morgana’s mind.

Morgana, before she knew the truth was loving gentle and kind.

Yet Morgause  whispered harsh truths about Utha , her Mother and father.

This twisted her mind and broke her heart made her hate forever.

A dangerous diamond in Camelots heart, treacherous and scheming

Forever of Camelot ruling she was dreaming.

Father and son but does either of them know,

One given life then deals the other a fatal blow.

Sisters entwined in magic and hate

They scheme against their brother leaving nothing to fate.

AH! here hangs a complicated tale

So entwined are these three, to shock you this cannot fail.

Arthur

Arthur, from an early age, for kingdom groomed

Taught by his father Utha  and Merlin the boy grew well attuned

To matters of battles and  affairs of state

Merlin his protector guided Arthur towards his fate.

 

A fine horseman, happy to work with birds and dogs

To read the land’s and nature’s  ways to never be out whited by storms or fogs.

On his father’s death he found  he had a task to do.

To remove the sword of kings… it has been attempted my quite a few.

Duly Arthur retrieved the sword , he waved it high above his head

He vowed to use it well,to serve his people and unite the Britons

To fight off the Saxon foe, to chase them from his land or leave them dead!

The sword,Excalibur,would protect him if wielded for good,well that was what was said.

 

Being wise and choosing to listen to the people, he call upon his trusted knights

To join him in a counsel to sort their ever present plights.

He decided that all should be equal so he ordered a table round

Which made discussion easier and with all in put welcome, answers soon were found.

 

He married Guinevere a beautiful Welsh princess

She was gentle, kind and she had qualities that would help Arthur to progress.

And so now our scene is set , well no, that is not quite true

For there are some important knights that I shall have to introduce to you.

 

 

Vivian (The Lady of the Lake)

Tired and weary, after journeying to Avalon’s shore

The travelers  could not believe what they saw.

The young king and his wizard  true

Were in awe of what they had come here to do.

 

All was silent all was calm. Barely a breeze

To ripple the lake and or move the leaves.

The silver moon light lit the scene

All was silent all was calm and serene.

 

Suddenly a ripple crossed the lake

It grew larger, leaving silver glitter in it’s wake.

Of a sudden the waters began to swirl and churn

Up from the lake a vision rose , hard to discern .

 

A wondrous sight to see  from the lake rose

T’was the Lady of the lake radiant and fair of face

Every move she made was gentle and full of grace.

Her gown was of the deepest blue

A shining  sword  out from the lake she drew.

 

Take Excalibur Arthur  this sword is for you

There is a long and hard road ahead for you

Many and dangerous are the tasks in store for you

Take this sword and use it true  and take heed

Of Merlin he is a wise and good servant to you.

 

Tossing the sword toward the shore

She waited to see Arthur’s hand catch Excalibur

Then she was gone leaving the lake as it was before.

I am tired now but soon I shall tell you more!

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