I ride a gray horse
among the Legion of the Dead
wandering with them unseen
forever adrift in a sea of red
an army of specters marching
across the blazing sands of time
Black sun setting
Blood moon rising
as the ghosts of the fallen
wait to be called
from beyond the horizon
bearing the memories
of those who are lost;
burning fever, rasping breath, oh
please, not gone, No!
it’s too high a price to pay,
too high a cost to count!
moving forward, quickened step
backwards glance at footsteps fall
whispering song’s chilly wind
creeps up my spine a spiders crawl
as the skeleton pirouettes
in a macabre dance of demise
that never ends, and the
droning roll call of the dead begins
again and again piercing my brain
with name after name one by one
each beckoned urgently;
only numbing silence remains
ringing in the ears like long ago
sepulcher’s death bells
chiming the toll
in a dirge for the slain
in hopes that remain
their torches burning
acrid vapors churning
at the edge of the abyss
as they come forth to take their place
in the legion of the innocent dead
the army of the rising Son,
I walk this earth
but I died long ago,
like them struck down
still I remain, suspended;
between here and there
to carry the torch
that others may know
there is life beyond the veil
across the valley of death
littered with the shattered remains
of myriads broken
in the valley of decision
a landscape of derision
picked clean by the carrion
sent to clear the way
I dwell among the slaughtered
waiting for vindication
at the return of the King
in the rise of the brilliant morn
at the spirits bright gleaming
in the face of the monster’s howling,
Deathsidious overthrown!!!
victorious over death,
reunited in loves pure light
on the mountain of triumph as
The Legion of the Dead
rise up to live forever.
asa
I like the rhythm of this Alan
beautiful job…
excellent match of your words and the images…
please post your entry poem in your blog here,
then let me know at Jingle ‘s week 24 post,
I will link you in now,
follow this link to visit poets please.
after the Rally is over,
I will copy and paste your poem to my poetry blog so that all poets can see it on display…
have fun!
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week 24 the perfect poet award…
enjoy!
simply awesome. you painted the pic of that field perfectly- a scary scene.
three poetry awards,
two general awards…
enjoy!
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Thank You, I posted my nominations and the awards you gave me. Thank You very much.
alan