Tristan & Isolde

I wrote this after watching the movie version of Tristan & Isolde.

Here I stand before two tombs

Of lovers cold and still

And growing here two twining blooms

A flower and a quill

Who were these two young lovers

That lie betwixt the sod

And who doth this rich earth cover

Two enemies, how odd

She a Celtic royalty

Who didn’t want her role

He lived for honor and duty

A gentleman of old

These two met unexpected

When he washed up from sea

Their two hearts boldly connected

Their love could never be

He was fixed in Nightshade’s sleep

She made him aright

They swam in love’s ocean so deep

As two hearts took to flight

Then he had to leave her there

And find his way back home

Back to the British island fair

Now these two were alone

Then their came a tournament

He won her for his king

Imagine his bewilderment

When he saw what it did bring

She had lied about her name

And he was none the wise

Her face was filled with so much shame

As tears poured from his eyes

Back on the shores of Britain

They lived in agony

But what can I say these two were smitten

Oh here comes treachery

The king and his men did find

The two alone one night

The fair Isolde for whom he pined

Now in another’s sight

She told him of their loves tale

Of her lover so true

The Irish lass with hair so pale

Did all that she could do

The king gave them their freedom

Knowing their love was just

A war broke out in the kingdom

To their aid he did rush

This tales end is bitter sweet

The two did lose their lives

That’s why they’re lying ‘neath my feet

And these two plants do thrive