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The Art of War

A craving to conquer, a hunger for war
Ships set sail, to foreign soil 
Across dark seas onto treacherous shores

Archer’s drawback their bows, 
Fiery arrows climb high,
Flying with fury, they darken the sky.

The awful odor of pure detest running through their veins
Projectiles sores then pour like horror’s heated rains

Golden Chariots carry both, man and beast, 
Corpses fall 
And vultures feast,

 Upon their flesh, gnawing on their bones
What lays ahead it is unknown.

Night has fallen and they retreat,
 no victory, and no defeat 

Surrounding blazing camp fires they celebrate,
Drunken songs, mourn fallen mates

Reeking of sulfur, comes morning dew
They suit for battle, Combat ensues

Gallant and fearless, they stand with pride,
 Shoulder to shoulder, side by side.

Mesmerized by the enchanted sounds
The squawking of crows,
 their heart’s that pound

The sun beams down

Their armor of silver, reflecting light
Their faces are raw, no sign of fright

Bold bronze shields and, Sharpened spears 
Salted sweat trickling down, they have no fear.

They draw their swords, they stand their ground.
It echoes

 NOW! !!!

That dreaded sound.

Metal on metal, 
 Daggers ripping through skin, 

All attack, the battle begins


Blades penetrate through tissue and bone
The horrific uttering of shrieks and moans 

Mutilated bodies
All are pierced, 
Rivers of blood. 
All is spilt

The ghastly stench of carcasses, rest at their feet 
The sounds of skeletons buckling underneath.

Soldiers collapsing all around, 
Thunderous,
 it shacks the land
Great warriors, dying noble men

“Forward!!!” They roar

Javelins take flight, and lances thrust 
Onward  they march, thirsting death
 From dawn to dusk

Gaping wounds, detached limbs, and vengeful eyes
They push ahead; they hold the lines,
 until all adversaries 
have met their demise. 

IN THE ART OF WAR

Chiquita Baity

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 4/28/2012 6:42:00 PM
wow gal..did you live role play?? I did ;) SCA if you like this sort of stuff google it. Glad to have you on the Soup sorry the welcome did not come earlier! Light & Love
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Date: 10/7/2011 10:34:00 AM
This is great... Only a strong pictorial mind will have express this...bravo
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Date: 8/4/2011 1:32:00 PM
I'm 30 years military with a badly wounded brother in a war we shouldn't have been in. The rich watch while the average Joe becomes expendable. We need a strong military for defense not for oil hunting. Vince
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Date: 7/23/2011 1:05:00 PM
wow, you show the horror of it all , in what is called the art of war! congrats for your win in PD's contest.
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Date: 7/22/2011 6:06:00 AM
Congrats Chiquita on your super special win with this stunning and thought provoking write luv..
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Date: 7/22/2011 5:25:00 AM
Congratulations on the win with your wonderful poetry in P.D.'s contest Chiquita. Love, Carol
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Date: 6/1/2011 7:11:00 AM
What a beautiful week of posting and sharing of some amazing poetry. So happy to see your poetry among them Chiquita. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets also. Read and comment on their's and they will return in kind. Love, Carol
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Date: 6/1/2011 2:55:00 AM
Great poem. Very realistic and historic
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Chiquitachiamaka Baity
Date: 6/1/2011 4:50:00 AM
Thank You!!!!
Date: 5/31/2011 5:59:00 PM
This is excellent as you likely know. You are extremely talented and I thank you...I am guessing but I think this form is Free Verse
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Chiquitachiamaka Baity
Date: 6/1/2011 4:49:00 AM
Thank You!

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