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Wallaces Warrior

Early mornings crisp cool sun illuminates the enemies Armour His stallions breaths jars the air with snorts of deep anticipation Thoughts race between victory, defeat, life and finality of death Survive, Thrive The moment is nigh Heart beat strong Mind race fast Remember everything Forget nothing Flags pushed by a forceful wind whip his nerves of excitement Silence The warrior scream The surge is as waves eroding the shore of bounteous green Thunderous thighs pound beneath quivering forelocks Cool air exhaled rushes past and is left Past tense Breath Eyes to the left Raging eyes pierce from pale blue paint as scarlet screams The thunder rolls, swords glisten as enticing Sirens Contact, a force filled clash of wills and minds plus strength Clashing swords, ideas beliefs blood plus guts and gore Dust is kicked and raises past falling victims Thuds as spuds in sacks (Land) Is what it all is for Face down awkward or upon the broken backs No time to realise that one who falls is he Who thought and fought with all his will for all his life And now just leave him be...

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Date: 5/31/2012 5:00:00 AM
Nice imagery, nice flow... great poem... Terry (& thanks for your kind words9
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Date: 5/30/2012 3:53:00 PM
What amazing action in this deep write. The descriptions are fantastic and I'm the first lucky one to read it! Wow, a 7 for sure. Great work! :)
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Karen Deeks
Date: 5/30/2012 4:21:00 PM
Hello Elizabeth and ty so very much for your kind response... i really am glad you liked this piece... karen :)