Tranquility rains cross the valley below
Yet no sleep or rest shall this night bestow
Crimson horizon prepares to give birth
To the last cruel night before hell on earth
The high cliffs ring while trained mallets sing
Death cleavers are born with each ping and cling
Mighty dwarves slave, through cold quartz-clad caverns
War times drawn near, no time for the taverns
Great hammer falls, molten steel is molded
Lurid sparks erupt, blade once more folded
Haggard hands hurry they must finish quick
Pounding out armor while nightfall grows thick
Moment by moment the hand slowly ticks
So little time left till blood and soil mix
From beyond beyond where dark madness roams
Midnight’s creatures come to claim new homes
Author notes
Photo credit Zaicariah Schnert
A contest entry
- AWESOME NATURE PHOTO PROMPT- They don't get much better than this!! by Roaddog Wolf.
700 points, ended March 16, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I really enjoyed the read , nicely penned Thank you for the entry and good luck in the contest
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Excellent take on the prompt...i can see your imagery playing out in my mind. Very nicely structed the flow the rhyme with descriptive imagery.
Good luck in the contest.
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This was a thought provoking piece. Everything draws me into this poem. Very well written.
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The first four lines were definitely what drew me into this one. I love the fluid flow of the rhymthm. You always fill me with awe and wonder through your well structured writings. Thank you for posting on the group's Reading List.
Keep penning,
~The INC."
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SO VIVD AND CREATIVE - KEEP THETHUOGHTS FLOWING
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Very lovely imagery created in this prompt.
I think you did well, thanks and good luck.
E
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