Sun like Fire

Her heart is in flames as her men walk away to battle, ghostly as they return only to find more loss than before.

The setting sun burns like fire

casting brilliant red light

cascading through the kingdom

Fear ripples through me for the first time

This is one war I have dreaded

A war that is certainly to cause mass losses

I stand strong and proud

smiling and granting honor to my men

The soldiers bound by duty

Vowed to protect us all

If they fail it will not be on them

If they fail, I will fail

My kingdom will fall

I trust in my men, Their bravery unmatched

On my balcony my kingdom below

Oblivious to my fears and thoughts

As the world rests on my shoulder's

I know

This is one fight we are surely to loose

God give them strength in the battle

Protect my men

Protect the commanding soldier

For when he returns he will be rewarded 

The gift of my heart

no longer to be a soldier

but a leader, my King

May the battle be swift and end in victory

Until the sun like fire

rises again, my heart hangs ghostly

As the moon with a silver shinning

For tomorrow we will be together again

Author's Note

A draft from a few years ago. I desperately need to reread and edit but im interested to see were this could go

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

This poem reminded me of King Arthur and The Knights of the Round Table and how battles were fought and won. Often a Knight would wear the colours of his lady as he rode off to fight the enemy. A visually rich piece and a most enjoyable read. Wonderful imagery. Thank you for sharing Hayllie.

Chris

[Hayllie]

Thank you chris for your review! I have always like old history stories such as King Arthur and The Knights of the round table.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This was quite wonderful in the imagining. I can see the battlements, the knights errant perhaps visiting the kingdom and sallying forth into combat with their noble comrades. The defending soldiers and the attacking enemy, the swords, the spears and lances when combat was noble and fought mano y mano. The piece took me back to the tales of King Arthur and the writings of Howard Pyle which I absolutely adored as a young boy. Kings, knights, fair ladies watching the combat from the balcony ready to bestow a kiss of honor upon the brow of some noble warrior fighting for the just and righteous cause. There's always room for a Galahad, a Lancelot or a Sir Gawain when in rides Arthur with Excalibur freshly retrieved from The Lady of the Lake to conquer his enemies and restore peace to the kingdom. I enjoyed the entirety of the write and the trip down medieval memory lane. Carry on, noble poetess, carry on!

[Hayllie]

As true your words are as the memory trip this piece has given you! :) I am so glad you enjoyed this and thus given me a smile that it was liked...I to have always enjoyed mediieval history and all the amazing battles and heroes.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

My pleasure entirely. This was right up my alley. I'm reading all the Jules Verne novels now but I still like to get out my Howard Pyle History of King Arthur and His Knights and read from it sometimes.

[Hayllie]

OOo please let me know how it is when you finish it! I have been wanting to read Jules Verne for a good while but can't seem to find them anywhere

[barleygirl]

I find myself bristling that you use the word "men" more than once to describe troops. Your writing feels so independent & outspoken, but then I'm a little blown away that you don't even mention the women going into battle. Frankly, I think this idea of combat is sorely outdated. This isn't how wars happen anymore. We are in constant battle everywhere, not just on some distant battlefield. I believe our first responders are just as much the front-line warriors in all these wars, as anyone in the military. I feel your poem is written in a fine & polished way, but it just sounds so archaic to me, given our hostilities & battles in so many arenas these days. Sometimes I think poems like this romanticize war & battle, but I have never felt this way about fighting. To glorify the fight is just someone power-tripping so he can send people to go fight his grievances (and here I use "he" becuz it's almost always men sending our men & women into harm's way!) Sorry for going off on this poem. It's well-written, just not my cup of tea, as far as the message (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Hayllie]

Thank you for your thoughts, and I didn't even pay attention to the fact that it's all in the mens perspective so thank you for that lol

[Coyote Poetry]

A epic journey in the poem dear Haylie.
"May the battle be swift and end in victory
Until the sun like fire
rises again, my heart hangs ghostly
As the moon with a silver shinning"
I liked the above lines. Soldiers wish. To be home and be safe. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Hayllie]

A journey some chose, and maybe some not..but a battle that never truely ends no matter the victor. Thank you for your thoughts!!

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Hayllie. Combat soldiers can fight forever war in their head. You are welcome my friend.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

This got to me...reminded me of the draft back in the sixties, and our war in Vietnam where so many who survived physically to come back home...were emotionally and mentally so beaten, they were never the same.
No one wins in war, war wins, we lose.
j.

[Hayllie]

Thank you. it is true..there is no love in war because even when they come home, they are never truely the same an so..we loose them to the war. Thank you for your thoughts.