New Classic Poems – Contemporary Verse That Rhymes

New Classic Poems
The Dark Side
–"I'll none of those,"
the lad spoke up and half arose.
"If I leave, as leave I must,
a cloak will tear, a sword will rust,
a hammer fail and fame will fade
as with the name the glory made.
If gift you give, give none of these,
but yonder harp, if you so please.
And ever and withal I'll play
to keep you with me day by day."
The harp was old with carvings faint,
though once was bright, now dull the paint.
But strings were strong, and chords were deep
with haunting magic yet asleep.
Said Sister Two, "You've chosen fine.
Until your path and ours entwine,
receive this blessing from our hearts,
bound with all our love and arts:
"Eyes to see and ears to hear,
heart to feel but never fear,
roaming, ever roaming long,
throughout the land with harp and song,
until the golden thread–your Doom–
begin and end within our loom."
From out the cold and under deep,
from out the shadows of the Keep,
along the ways both smooth and hard,
three Sisters led a foundling bard,
until they stood on grassy hill,
beside a merry, flowing rill.
And there the lad with one last smile,
took his leave, began his mile.
And as the Sisters watched him go,
two wept; the Third just mumbled low:
"We've left too long–our work is slow."
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