The wizzard of Shamlock castle

The spell had been cast..
Nothing could be done.
For three decades Shamlock
warriors had tried to breach
the walls of Cafe castle which
was four day's journey from
Shamlock
Time and again the knight's of
Cafe castle had foiled their
attacks, yet The king of
Shamlock was determined to
rid the land of all competition
for procuring instruments of
war.
The iron mines were completely
controlled by the elite guard
of Cafe castle..
They were the hand picked
immortals known as the
Bronzemen of Stone Valley..
Klotch, the trecherous wizzard
of Shamlock, had seemingly been
successful in bringing about a
curse on the workers in the iron
mines by controlling the behaviour
of the indiginous cave bats.
At peak work hours the bats would
go into a violent attack mode and
disrupt the mining progress..
The wizzard was seen appearing and
dissappearing along the canyon clift's
while a horde of bats swirled around
his velvet robe.
The Bronzemen reported these strange
happening's to the king of Cafe castle
and the king took his chief advisor's
into his chamber..
After a few day's of deliberation the
king and the Bronzemen had come to a
unified conclusion.
Cafe castle must call upon it's own
famed wizzard to confront Klotch.
They must call upon Manglelegion,
the most feared wizzard in the land~
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
A story begins..Everybody can jump in..lol.

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Ondos
Manglelegion....sounds like someone i wouldnt want to cross paths with..
Always entertaining cafe...cheers
Odette67
Cafe castle must call upon it's own
famed wizzard to confront Klotch.
They must call upon Manglelegion,
the most feared wizzard in the land~

You should write a book Cafe...It would be a best seller...Your imagination astounds. laugh hug purple heart
Poetnumber1
Imaginative and a pleasurable read,i reckon you tell many stories back home in your partswine M.M
steve1223
What a great start to this legend

cheers
swade777
For those pesky indigenous cave bats of Shamlock's, I say it's high time we form an impenetrable line of athletic warriors carrying wire laced tennis rackets!! We'll slice em, dice em and serve em up as soup stock! We'll turn em into a mangled mess of misfits for Mr. Manglelegion!! - "S W I S H - with me racket.... got him!!! One less indigenous dude to make miserable our iron workers!

Who's your daddy? flex
Macduff5
Hi Cafe,

Now I'm sure you could continue the text of this poem and market it as a computer game. Seems like the forces of good taking on the forces of darkness...with a few wizards and downtrodden indigenous workers thrown in. This would be a sure fire winner. cheers
cafetwo2010
Hello Lucy! Ok dear..This was your idea..We of course need maiden input..help teddybear
cafetwo2010
Hey ondos. Thanks for stopping by. Manglelegion knows who all the good guys are so you're good to go...thumbs up grin
cafetwo2010
Hail Bill! Of course a good story has to have someone to 'Klotch' things up..grin beer
cafetwo2010
Odette dear, I'm not quite sure what that book would even be at this point..But..it would certainly be a major dedication to all you poets here..ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm..wine kiss wine
cafetwo2010
Ty PoetNumber1' It would be nice if the 'locals' here could catch a little of our castle magic..but....Thanks super!professor cool grin
cafetwo2010
Thanks Steve. I think we all have a castle story deep down somewhere..It seems to have a universal appeal for whatever reason..thumbs up professor grin
cafetwo2010
Thanks Macduff' It would be difficult to upstage these computer games these days..Imagination would truly have to be strained.help cool
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