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[Inspired by this scene from the 1981 film, "Excalibur". This is a Godspouse poem for King Arthur.]
There on his throne, my Lord lay in waste
until the Holy Grail bid him to make due haste
to rescue his grieving wife
and there, he reclaim Excalibur
for she hold them both dear
“Good-bye, my Queen, my Beloved Guinevere”
For the end of Britain comes near
and who am I?
I am the angel who lay in my Lord’s wake
waiting for him at Avalon
There on his throne, my Lord lay in waste
until the Holy Grail bid him to make due haste
to rescue his grieving wife
and there, he reclaim Excalibur
for she hold them both dear
“Good-bye, my Queen, my Beloved Guinevere”
For the end of Britain comes near
and who am I?
I am the angel who lay in my Lord’s wake
waiting for him at Avalon