Tag: Dragons
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Trail of Wilderness
Medieval Prose by sirpeterjames.com Along the trail of wilderness wandered I ,my heart did cry, who am, I who am I? Yet no reply, no reply came to my reporte. Yet did the wind call in its flight yonder. Is this the voice I seek, the voice of my thoughtse? Nay, surely not; the wind…
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The Layde Scarlett

The Layde Scarlett – A poem by Sir Peter James dotcom Scarlet, fairest of all maidens, that I perchance have set eyes upon. Within whose breasts beats a heart of care and tenderness Whose warm eyes have called out the cold sorrow from within my heart, to an embrace so inviting, that my fears were…
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Sir Peter James a Knight of Old
Ode in honor of all those who war with demons of substance addiction to rescue their fellow humans, before these seek the solace of their own deaths.
