Isaiah Zerbst Poet Acrostic

Freedom's Call

Far across the hills and dales,
Ringing o'er the rills and swales:
Ever nearer, ever louder;
Ever dearer, gaining power.
Drawing hearts and minds to one;
Once sounded out, and once begun
Men cannot fail to hear her calling-
Solders freed from fear of falling.

Calling, crying to her sons,
"All must fight till freedom's won."
Leading them to victory;
Leaving them with liberty. 


(Written on the fifth of July, 2015)

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Eliza Cannon January 18, 2020 at 1:49 AM I LOVE IT!!!! beautiful!

Carrie Richards July 23, 2015 at 9:42 AM Acrostic poems are difficult when they often seemed forced ! Yours flows naturally and beautifully ! Congrats to you!!

Jean Omalley Polatnick July 23, 2015 at 9:26 AM Beautifully done ... Love the rhyme! Congratulations on your win!!

Kim Merryman July 23, 2015 at 8:38 AM An excellent acrostic, Isaiah! The cadence and rhyme are perfect! Congrats on your placement in my contest! Love, Kim

Jan Allison July 23, 2015 at 2:47 AM beautifully expressive Isaiah many congrats:-) hugs Jan xx

Dr. Upma A. Sharma July 23, 2015 at 1:47 AM Congrats on ur winning awesome write Isaiah ! Great work!

Skat A July 23, 2015 at 12:34 AM Isaiah, congratulations on your win. Awesome Acrostic. Love SKAT

Kari Mitchell July 6, 2015 at 10:34 PM Honestly, I was a bit skeptical when I saw this newest poem was an acrostic. Previously, I've only been hit with the blocked restriction of the form which left me unmoved. However, to say yours is an exception is an understatement. The words flowed smoothly and rhymed so effortlessly that I finished reading delightfully impressed! Great work!