Frederic Parker Poet Iambic Pentameter

Come By the Sword Die By the Sword

A King I am over this spacious realm
One dares to steal this throne of mine I own
With armies bought he tries to overwhelm
To leave my castle rot with quartered bone

I'll stand to face my death in time of war
To fiercely fight and die with shattered sword
Conquering King now comes that I abhor
and oath he swore as my death comes toward

I'll find no pause as I endure this fight
They came in darkness from a gathered storm
To leave me naked, but a sense of right
As dripping blood when nightmares start to form

This King once brother slowed his pace 'till dawn
Finds he's to late to execute my doom
His anger tortured as my life is gone
With a final breath my body did consume

The throne he seeks won't occupy his weight
With bloodless sword now pulled to curse my name
He can't fulfill the oath that fuels his hate
Falls on his sword, an oath once sworn to blame


contest Structured Forms-Iambic
Frederic Parker
original posted 2/3/14
revised posted 12/25/14

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Rob Carmack January 18, 2015 at 10:31 AM Congrats Frederic.

Kayod5 Kayode January 17, 2015 at 11:18 PM Your poem is simply wonderful,congrats on the win Frederic...huggs

Poet Destroyer A January 17, 2015 at 7:54 PM Frederic, Congratulations on your win. Love Linda

Jan Allison January 17, 2015 at 6:18 PM Brilliantly penned descriptive story - many congrats Frederic:-) Hugs Jan xx

Richard Lamoureux January 5, 2015 at 7:23 PM Stanza 4 change "he is" to he's and this will be perfect. You are a good story teller, I enjoyed this tale. Frederic Parker January 5, 2015 at 9:09 PM thank you my poetic friend

Arthur Vaso December 25, 2014 at 11:10 PM Fantastic, loved this poem!