All Green and All Joy

  • All Green and All Joy

    The battle rages

    O’er bridge

    Rushing river

    Fire is shot from valiant mages

    O’er high green ridge

    Men cold with death shiver.

     

    The slice of the blade

    On the chest of the boy

    Who fought with all his small heart

    And the battle rages on in the glade

    It from life sucks all green and all joy

    And bodies pile on the retreating cart.

     

    One man stays behind

    To fight off the intruders

    And slays his enemies with glee

    His goal to remind

    All the devilish colluders

    The consequence of opting to not flee.

     

    Instead, an arrow hail

    And a young Bosmer archer

    End his plans with a whistling dart.

    His plans did fail

    And his dying eyes locked her’s,

    In the end, one more body for cart.

Comments

7 Comments
  • ProbsCoolerThanYou
    ProbsCoolerThanYou   ·  March 19, 2016
    Idk Sotek, it seems like this cart is big enough for a few dozen more
  • Sotek
    Sotek   ·  March 19, 2016
    Yet more poems for Tamriel Tales.
    Cart's getting full...
  • Paws
    Paws   ·  March 18, 2016
    Very clever. Grim too 
  • ProbsCoolerThanYou
    ProbsCoolerThanYou   ·  March 18, 2016
    Thanks all! Yeah Axius I didn't really either until I did it. At first this wasn't going to have a scheme at all.
  • Lyall
    Lyall   ·  March 18, 2016
    Nice! You're going on a little poetry streak here, keep it up!
  • The Long-Chapper
    The Long-Chapper   ·  March 18, 2016
    Yes, it's a really nice scheme. Good work! 
  • A-Pocky-Hah!
    A-Pocky-Hah!   ·  March 17, 2016
    Nice use of the "abc" format. Didn't knew you can do that.