Gwendolyn | A 100 Word Story

#342 National Poetry Month – 30 Days 30 Poems

He rode upon his trusty steed,
To duel a man about his greed,
For food and wine and women too
It was the noble thing to do.

The helmet upon his head grew hot
But they rode on—he would not stop
When suddenly he felt a pain
His leg warned him of rain.

Lightning struck a tree close by
A limb came crashing from the sky
And landed right in front of the horse
With little time to change their course.

They galloped over the fallen limb
To fight a battle they’ll surely win
For the heart of Gwendolyn.