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Themis – The Goddess

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I, Themis, goddess known of earth and law,
Dispensing justice most divine. Again,
Am here to tell my story with some awe.

My parents, Earth and Heaven they do reign,
Uranus ruled the Heavens but not Earth,
But Gaea ruled the Earth as her domain.

My mother shared the earth with me at birth,
But I excelled in justice in my time,
And this is what is known as my “life’s worth”

An inescapable goddess that to whom
The gods must even yield to and submit,
As my wise words were always, so sublime.

As Delphi Oracle too, Zeus admits,
I make a trusted new advisor now,
So at the side of Zeus is where I sit.

The mortals I gave laws and that allows
A peace to reign in my beloved mankind,
So evil would not rule or be aroused.

The fates and seasons now come into mind,
And I tell you now they are gods and more,
But are my children too and so refined.

The fates they deal mankind’s life and deaths door,
as well as, ones true lot in life will be,
But seasons there are three instead of four.

I have more children so let me now see,
Hesperides the nymphs did watch fruit grow.
Enough about them, lets talk more on me.

You say you built a statue to bestow
My role as goddess? Look the scales I hold
For weighing claims of parties now opposed.

My tale is done, as gifts I now behold.

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Written as if she was telling her own story in a way that a goddess would.

Poem Style – Terra Rima / Poem Catagory – History
Written by Lady Kathleen

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Time Machine

tkingbrell2003aAny place in time is where we can go.
Medieval times will be our first peek.
Still with me, my love, in our time long ago.Ladies with gowns of finery that flow.
A time where the gallant men are not meek.
Any place in time is where we can go.

Castles at nighttime with windows aglow.
Grand halls look to me, so very antique.
Still with me, my love, in our time long ago.

Oh look the jester just started his show.
Do you want to stay a day or a week?
Any place in time is where we can go.

This is a romantic time, as you know,
They use words like Thee and Thou as they speak.
Any place is time is where we can go.
Still with me, my love, in our time long ago.

Poem Style – No Style Format / Poem Catagory – History
Written by Lady Kathleen

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The Enchanted Castle of Camelot


The walls that stand so tall in ages long past,
that hold the dreams we long to remember.
A noble royal king with crowns of gold,
while maidens sweet, that dance to merry tunes.

Our battling knights with virtuous ways
are killing dragons flame with mighty blows.
The tournaments and jousts were held for crowds,
to show the colorful of coats of arms.

The bards sing many songs in rhythmic rhymes,
while jester*s fun is when he makes you laugh.
But wizards hold most spectacular shows,
with knowledge of his magical of brews.

The enchanted castle of Camelot
holds dreams of things we long to remember.
And even though we can*t go back in time,
the walls still hold medieval memories.

The memories not just of king and queen,
but life so romantic, simple and gay.
The walls of Camelot hold these so true,
cause Camelot life is the fairy tale.

Poem Style – No Style Format / Poem Catagory – History
Written by Lady Kathleen

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Enchanted Castles

Stone walls that stand so tall in ages long past.
Holding dreams of things we long to remember.
Noble kings with crowns of gold upon their heads.
Maidens sweet, that dance to gay merry tunes.

Battling knights with virtuous ways,
Killing dragons flame with swift and mighty blows
Tournaments and jousts were held for crowds
And show off many wonderful coats of arms.

Bards sing many songs in rhythmic rhymes.
While the jester’s fun is when he makes you laugh.
But the wizard holds the most spectacular of shows,
With his knowledge of magical brews.

Enchanted Castles stand so tall and grand,
Holding dreams of things we long to remember.
And even though we can not go back in time,
They still hold memories of medieval life.

Poem Style – Blank Verse / Poem Catagory – History
Written by Lady Kathleen

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In this world of long ago

 In this world of long ago,
There were Kings, Queens and Dragons you know.
This is a world with magic abound,
And Knights that carried great swords around.

In castles we built with halls echoing with sound,
And on the occasion a dragon would burn it to the ground.
The Wizards cast spells which might brighten the night,
While the Knights would ride into battle with all their might.

With Maidens dressed up in their grand dresses and hats.
The Jester makes jokes as his belly he rubs while at his head he pats.
While this you might think is a fantasy tale,
Can’t you hear me ask for the mead or at least pass the ale?

Poem Style – Quatrain / Poem Catagory – History
Written by Lady Kathleen

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