Archer – The Joust
Written by: Jacky Gray
A poem about: Archer
Lance tips smash into shields,
singing a song of splintering timber,
Shields crash into breast-plates,
rocking the challengers back in their saddles,
Lances wrench out of gauntlets,
curving great arcs through the sky,
The crowd explodes into action,
deafening the blood-lust with their applause.
Archer and Finn roar with mirth,
at the marques on the scoreboard,
Finn wins by two points,
but Archer’s skill will save the day,
as he faces his friend,
with the sword and buckler.
The final round is the clincher,
Archer reigns supreme with the bow.