In the spirit of Edward Gorey, this is a series of illustrations and poems that chronicles the concocted demise of Sara Barkat’s favorite (favourite?) literary and movie characters.
Poem 3: Merlin and Arthur
Merlin and Arthur were sitting in a boat,
Arthur overbalanced and fell into the moat.
His friend didn’t notice and sailed right by,
and was killed by an arrow from the bright blue sky.
Poem and illustration by Sara Barkat, at age 16.
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L. L. Barkat says
You make me smile 🙂
I especially like the details on his shirt (coat?) and the water. The water is too cool.
could it be
that Arthur is yet alive
as he clings to survive
on a wave of ink?
Flash poetry, ey? It all happened so fast – the arrow is already in motion. What a fun (albeit deadly) poem. Love it!
(Darlene – a wave of ink – cool image)