I first heard it as a legend, tales told to kids at night.
It was a harmless story, meant to give a fright.
A story of a griffin who lived high upon a peak
who held the gift of knowledge but first you had to seek
with conviction in your heart for the words you had to speak.
With the magic words, the creature would stand still
and thus expose his chest, so that one could kill
with a silver blade, by piecing through his heart.
The stone that he protected then would split apart
and from the chalice found within, wisdom would impart.
Growing up I often watched the mountain sky
watching all the creatures that I saw up high.
And so it came to pass, in the pale moonlight,
I saw the creature’s form high above in flight.
My destiny was written in the stars that night.
As I scaled the mountain, the words raced in my mind
but I was sure of heart and knew what I would find.
As I approached the griffin, there was joy in his eyes
and as I said the words of legend, he showed no surprise,
and with a grateful look, he embraced his own demise.
The cup of knowledge lay there and I did not think
to wonder about consequences as I took a drink.
As information flooded me, I came under its enthrall
and transformed into a griffin with no escape. Appalled,
I learned knowledge without wisdom is no gift at all.
Author notes
Griffin - A fabulous beast with the head and wings of an eagle and the body of a lion.
enthrall - to put or hold in slavery; subjugate
Prompt: Picture
Picture Credit: www.photobucket.com
No limit
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt. by Angelflower.
600 points, ended October 3, 2008, 15 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Critical Comments Always Welcome but I Won't Turn Down Fluffy One's Either :D
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I really love the story line in this write.. It's something different and new. thank you very much for sharing!! best of luck in the contest..
Angel
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Fantastic take on the picture! I love your stories like this. Good job with the form too. Well done.
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Hey this is great hon!
The cup of knowledge lay there and I did not think
to wonder about consequences as I took a drink.
As information flooded me, I came under its enthrall
and transformed into a griffin with no escape. Appalled,
I learned knowledge without wisdom is no gift at all.
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Thank you for the read and comment... I appreciate both 
Take care...
Ken
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wow this was quite the story... loved it...... what a way with words you have..... thanks for sharing this and good luck in contest.....!
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Thank you... it's what comes of an overactive imagination... Appreciate the read and comment...
Ken
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