Monday, June 19, 2017

Sir Omar ibn Haroun Al-Askari Al-Rumi

Sir Omar ibn Haroun Al-Askari Al-Rumi
fallen in Spring Crown Tourney, A.S.


A soldier of the Byzantine set forth
Across the Levant bound for distant lands.
To win a kingdom for his fair Katrin
He braved sirocco winds and burning sands.

Sir Omar crossed snow fields and storm-tossed seas
As foreign to his nature as the stars
That led him ever onward to his goal:
A kingdom he might gift his paramour.

Caid is such a land whose throne is won
By one who bests the best who fight this day.
Beset by Vikings: Snorri, Haldorr, Sven
He bested one, then fell in mortal fray.

No accolades, no wreath of rosemary.
But Omar lives to fight another day.

-- Mistress Philippa Llewelyn Schuyler
...a weaver of words and wadmal.

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