The storyteller
Whistle and sings, legends - myths
Truth or fantasy?
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Lost in the mists of time,
Stories of people, who lived and still live,
Many forgotten, perhaps not real?,
Its seams just yesterday, yet time trickled away,
Around a fire of lost notes,
Gathering grounds for those who want to hear,
He reveals stories, secrets to you,
Like a child you're eager to hear.
Carried from mouth to mouth,
Like the air that is "breath"
Till its sets where fertile fantasy grows,
And wild like fire spreads.
He chants his tale to the world,
His new name narrates -
Adventures, of triumphant knights,
Who battled dark to free the light.
The storyteller travels from town to town,
From heart to heart,
He make you be who you want to be,
Battle dragons and ride clouds.
Storyteller reveals stories unsaid,
He let the air carry his name,
Not knowing were his words might set,
Storyteller brings a tear to your eye.
He, vessel of life,
Like a bottle that might hold-
Water, potion or poison,
It will bring or take life.
Storyteller.
What Is Your Story?
Picture by google images
Beautiful poem , I loved the line he make........to be , you are such a good poet :)
ReplyDeleteAnd each poet writes his/her own poem! :)
ReplyDeleteGreat job :3