2,700 A.D.
Posted: 2007-09-12 04:26pm
[Inspired by poems from WWI.]
O'er the hills,
By the scores,
Came metal monsters, by twos and by fours.
Not men-all steel and fury.
On their fearsome sight we did but hurry.
Lads made with the tubes,
And spooled out the lines.
They came closer, pace without a slow.
And in the light their outlines did show.
We shot off the mortars,
And detonated the mines.
But back they came,
Rushed us three times.
Armored giants swept us aside.
Trapped in their lane, many a man died.
I flattened myself, low as could be.
Hoping the next screams of death wou'nt be from me.
A flash and crack.
Senses failed and faded to black.
I slowly shook the dust and looked around,
Bodies and brass did litter the ground.
O'er the hills,
By the scores,
Came metal monsters, by twos and by fours.
By blood and by sweat from the pore,
We held them back once more.
[My last class involving poetry was two years ago, so the form is probably messed up, but he I kept me busy at work today.]
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O'er the hills,
By the scores,
Came metal monsters, by twos and by fours.
Not men-all steel and fury.
On their fearsome sight we did but hurry.
Lads made with the tubes,
And spooled out the lines.
They came closer, pace without a slow.
And in the light their outlines did show.
We shot off the mortars,
And detonated the mines.
But back they came,
Rushed us three times.
Armored giants swept us aside.
Trapped in their lane, many a man died.
I flattened myself, low as could be.
Hoping the next screams of death wou'nt be from me.
A flash and crack.
Senses failed and faded to black.
I slowly shook the dust and looked around,
Bodies and brass did litter the ground.
O'er the hills,
By the scores,
Came metal monsters, by twos and by fours.
By blood and by sweat from the pore,
We held them back once more.
[My last class involving poetry was two years ago, so the form is probably messed up, but he I kept me busy at work today.]
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