by Richard L. Provencher
6/17/2008 / Poetry
Children of Camelot
twirl cardboard swords behind
winter forts, others active
with wallops of snow.
Brave ones prepare for a
frontal assault, as
King Arthur's men once charged
enemy forces, except
today it's boys in a parking lot.
An old Knight like Grandpa
remembers his youth of
Round Table days. Now a Nursing
Home is his fortress
and snowballs flung only in
dreams, the past
replaced with skidding wheels
from his wheelchair. And
memories still hear the
charge of busy feet,
swords swirling, snow hurling.
Richard L. Provencher 2007
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