I, Centaur (A Fantasy) Poem by David Harris

I, Centaur (A Fantasy)

Rating: 4.7


I, Centaur gallop on wind and fire
Across the meadows, across the mire
While demons in unearthly rage
Bellow from their burning stage
Curses on them above
“Let Lucifer take you below”
Saddened by some desire
We fall, but not on fire
Heaven help the fallen man
Here I am, I fall where I stand
Listen demons of the mist
I mock you with hand and fist
Come take your bounty fire
I wait for you across the mire
Hordes of hell now gather close
Listen to thy heavenly host
Listen to yon sweet harp play
Now listen to my sharp blade slay
Turn around - run
Cower once more underground
Back across meadow and mire
I, Centaur gallop on wind and fire


17 Nov 1978

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
purple moon 02 July 2007

I LOVE THIS POEM DAVID, WELL DONE, A VERY POWERFUL TALE OF BRAVERY. LOOKING AT YOUR BIRTHDATE IT SEEMS THAT I WAS BORN JUST TW0 DAYS BEFORE YOU IN '78! LOTS OF GOOD THNGS CAME OUT OF THE SEVENTIES EH! YOU HAVE A TRUE SCORPIO'S PASSION AND MYSTICISM.X

0 0 Reply
Duncan Wyllie 09 April 2007

Listen to thy heavenly host Listen to yon sweet harp play I vote on this alone David as it is so etheral Love duncan X

0 0 Reply
Melvina Germain 04 March 2007

I love fantasy's excellent David.---Melvina---

0 0 Reply
Andrew mark Wilkinson 27 February 2007

This as got a sort of narnia feel to it... David 8 i think for this one...

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
David Harris

David Harris

Bradfield, England
Close
Error Success