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Battle's Glory

O'er valley and dale flashed lightning and hail Brass buttons, glimpses of steel Soon bullets whizzed by cringing lads' shell-shocked eyes Severed heads seen to spin and reel Peach-fuzzed cheeks without beard a frantic youth's cry seared skies the color of blood congealed Sharp pains split his chest as he sobbed up the rest of a life lost to fortune's wheel

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W.A. Cholt

Date: 4/20/2020 12:37:00 PM

Great images of life, death and all the action of the battlefield. Hints of Shakespeare resonate in vivid colour. Nicely done.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/20/2020 4:11:00 PM

Whoa. Can't ask for a nicer compliment than you've given me. Thank you! :) gw

Jenish Somadas

Date: 4/20/2020 2:17:00 AM

Your battle narrative is rhyming beautifully.. Even it is a sad theme, your creativity is at the best..Takecare..

Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/20/2020 4:10:00 PM

Thanks, Jenish. War is never pretty. :) gw

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 4/19/2020 11:46:00 PM

It is as if you were there, my friend but for some reason I was thinking of a war that would have been way before our time- The Civil War.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/20/2020 1:51:00 AM

Thanks, Caren. What you wrote really makes me feel good. Very much appreciated. :) Gershon

David Mchattie

Date: 4/19/2020 8:25:00 PM

I would have made a poor soldier. My only contribution would be to use up one of the enemy's bullets. But all and all... what a tragic waste as your poem clearly shows. Stay frosty my friend.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/19/2020 10:45:00 PM

Yes. Me too, probably. Let's keep the peace! :) gw