by Cyn Bagley

Created on: November 09, 2009   Last Updated: November 10, 2009

The Battered Cup

Passed 'round the fated stone
a cup, whose tale is one
of daring knights
in quest of glory and of power.

My dear, I felt the sharpened
sword slice head from shoulder
in one stroke. My blood did fill
the generous cup, defiling

it with human blood. This age
is past, but still in dreams
I see the shadow and the knight,
searching for the Holy Grail-

searched for the battered cup.

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