Thursday, March 5, 2009
Mordenkainen the Great
by Rob Kuntz
Twice stricken and fallen so,
Mordenkainen the Great,
Shaper of Worlds,
Shaper of Souls.
Iron claws could not rend thee,
Neither did puddings black scare,
Join you now in feasts laid out,
A year's repast so fair.
Fire and ice you commanded,
Fantasy gouts all colored rare,
Your magical words cleaving high,
To change our earth, so bare.
Wither Murlynd in his 'pose?
And wither authors you did meet,
While walking paths of ancient times?
...Whom now in fondness you entreat.