Two Poems by Chris Bunton

 

The Dungeons of King Ropert

Cells in the dank dark deep,
under the castle walls.
Where the enemies of
Ropert weep and spew hate.

Villainous men of rape.
Murderers of the night.
Rangers betrayed by friends,
Soldiers who fled the fight.

Monsters of twisted guise.
A centaur with goat eyes,
chained by his horse’s hooves,
product of evil spells.

The satyr bleats for food,
wine and maiden’s soft.
Locked up for freedom
and political talk.

The giant in the stocks,
stole Ropert’s private flock
to feed his growing kids.
Children of the fallen.

The Dwarf named Ichabod,
refused to pay his tax.
His swords can cut through steel.
He’s stubborn as a mule.

The magi Lord Melbourne.
Creating twisted forms,
mixed with animals wild,
at his hospital lab.

In King Ropert’s dungeons,
rot the worst of the realm.
Mixed with those of his pride,
tortured at the king’s whim.

This wicked fallen world,
cranking out twisted spawn.
From the vilest sewers,
to the shiniest throne. 

 

 

Dragon-Slayer: A Villanelle

In the beautiful forest, of golden glowing light.
The Knight Cade in armor bright, drove his steed,
to slay the dragon feasting on cattle.

To the hills of Vandar’s crystalline lake.
Where the reptilian beast has its lair,
In the beautiful forest, of golden glowing light.

Many had come to make a name of fame,
and died horrible deaths torn limb from limb,
to slay the dragon feasting on cattle.

Princess Adeline blew kisses to Cade,
to embolden him on his fearful quest,
in the beautiful forest, of golden glowing light.

The battle raged with clash of steel and claw,
Cade’s steed fell fighting, faithful to the end,
to slay the dragon feasting on cattle.

Cade stabbed the huge worm, who bit him in half,
Princess kisses useless to dying men,
in the beautiful forest, of golden glowing light;
to slay the dragon feasting on cattle.

Chris Bunton is an artist, poet, writer and blogger from Southern Illinois.