SWORDSTROKE
A war cry heard; a challenge to defy,
The defender drew his sword, thereafter heard a cry.
The glint of sun on steel was seen by all around
As the blade touched skin then bone
The reciever hit the ground.
THE SIEGE
A pound on the castle's door awakened those inside
As king and duke and footman too
fought out who was to be the kingdom's guide.
However the noise was silenced soon when
those below were hit by falling stone.
The king sat in his throne room, thinking of his own
demise, alone.
Just then there was a noise, a whistling hum that was
arrows fired from archers across the moat.
Several good knights fell, pierced by the barbed arrows
which could penetrate mail coat.
--most likely both of these were written around the same time, somewhere between 1990 and 1993 or 4. So I was between 8 and 12 by my estimation.
The fascination with glinting blades is more typical of the time I was fascinated with ninja and samurai, which transpired during my middle school years. So it is possible that this is a relatively more feeble attempt made at an even later date. By my sophomore year of middle school I could imitate some of the speach elements in Sir Walter Scott's <<Ivanhoe>>, which suggests that these verses date from an earlier period.
There was another poem dating from an even earlier period, almost certainly elementary school, regarding "those ancient warriors." I believe it was the first poem I wrote for myself.
"Ancient" Poems Main