I walked along the waters edge
so red so red,
So full of
bloodshed,
A hundred souls lives taken
in fight,
Their eerie cry’s echo
in mist in the night,
They fought in battle
let loose their war cry,
In the name of their king
they were willing to die,
They won they won
and yet and still,
The fighting goes on
under the water until,
Their souls can break free
and rise up to the sky,
The souls they keep fighting
they don’t question why,
So I stand at the water
so bloodied so red,
And I remember the men
all of them dead,
Their cries of battle
always heard in the night,
The water churns red
until the first light….
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Thank you for the picture and inspiration, you know who you are….
Since you returned from your hiatus, your new works have been simply amazing. This is a wonderful piece.
Thank you that means a lot 🙂 🙂 Tomorrow’s post will be a little different from the poems I’ve written. Hope you read it 🙂 🙂 Hope the rest of your day is a good one 🙂 🙂
This is amazing. Brings to mind the Civil War.