Mark J. Halliday Poet Ottava rima

The Fog of War

The Fog of War

Our foes wait in their well-defended lair,
Imagining that they’ll stay safe and warm.
Our siege cannons thunder; smoke mists the air.
While thinking of barricades each must storm,
All my soldiers ready their arms to bear.
Bugles sound: Battalions!  Companies!  Form! 
Once over the walls, we’ll know what’s in store. 
It’s hard to see through misty fogs of war.


Mark Halliday/Warrior Poet
Through the mist contest
19 August 2014

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Nette Onclaud August 31, 2014 at 10:46 PM you bring a classic touch to this piece and set the mood with such fervor, mark.. thank you for gracing my contest and congrats!

Jan Allison August 30, 2014 at 12:24 PM Dropping back with my congrats Mark:-) Hugs Jan xx

J. R. Corbin August 20, 2014 at 11:46 AM Mark, Excellent portrait of battle. Perfect imagery. best of luck in the contest. Jim

Dr.Ram Mehta August 20, 2014 at 9:37 AM Great imagery and a nice approach to the theme, Mark

Dr. Upma A. Sharma August 20, 2014 at 9:15 AM Brilliant take with this one Mark! Theme chosen is perfect! Best wishes!

Jan Allison August 19, 2014 at 4:47 PM great imagery Mark good luck in the contest - I've never attempted this form -Hugs Jan xxx