
the king of Stockton , so high and mighty
walks up Fletchers hill once knightly
from there he surveys his Kingdom far
his subjects are the many star
by tides he taught the fishing art
to lords , or ladies , to all upstarts
his days are filled with tasks of throne
but rewards past dusk are his to own
woods scent pleasures ,
panoramic mists arise
days are measured
by sleep compromise
the dire and the fey are hid by night
ravens spy but never wright
the wolf and bear are friends long met
keepers of the knight
his riches wrought from common things
a fine discreet embrace
no sword at side to wield , no shield to break
the world to win or lose
in solemn race
About the Creator
Edwin Rosengren
I have been creating stories most of my life , but have never had a venue that I was comfortable with , which also had a significant audience . As a result most of my stories became amusement for myself only .
Here , I plan to change that .



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