Saturday, July 28, 2007

Group Poem

Add your words to this poem, as many as you want. I will link to you in this post.

The King by PWB poets

The fallen King he spoke of war
casting from his bloody hands
all blame


eternity watched him from its perch
amused at his follies
ticking for his thirst
his was a vampire's abandon
they found him lapping up a river of blood
a river that led him all the way to hell
and now he burns there peacefully



peacefully,
or so it seems;
the king of
ungratified thirst-
who knew?
that he would
drench in pain
a soldier in misery,
queue of gloom-
and he would stand first?
wither and pine-
for a hand
from sorrow's land?


Yet the mettle blinks its eyes
the land being fathomed by breath of vies
The melting pot with prying veil
inherited in armor with hearts forged with steel
far distant the drums of morning dirge,an octave of mirth
though sounds of enemy fills him with earth
the quenched soul gasps and exclaim in lust...







lines 1-3 come from Sara at The Shores of My Dreams

Lines 4-10 come from Shakir at Crimsonflaw

Lines 11-23 come from Poison Coated Elixir at Seraphic Girl

Lines 24-30 come from Dream Catcher at The Augmented Reality

4 comments:

crimsonflaw said...

eternity watched him from its perch
amused at his follies
ticking for his thirst
his was a vampire's abandon
they found him lapping up a river of blood
a river that led him all the way to hell
and now he burns there peacefully

seraphicgirl1986 said...
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seraphicgirl1986 said...

peacefully,
or so it seems;
the king of
ungratified thirst-
who knew?
that he would
drench in pain
a soldier in misery,
queue of gloom-
and he would stand first?
wither and pine-
for a hand
from sorrow's land?

Anonymous said...

Yet the mettle blinks its eyes
the land being fathomed by breath of vies
The melting pot with prying veil
inherited in armor with hearts forged with steel
far distant the drums of morning dirge,an octave of mirth
though sounds of enemy fills him with earth
the quenched soul gasps and exclaim in lust...