The Song Of Battle

Italian Sonnet

Can you hear them coming?
Coming from the woods so deep,
Coming from where ghosts never sleep.
Can you hear the drumming?
Can you hear them humming?
Tunes that haunt the sheep,
That drives them from their keep.
Can't you hear the wind's warning?

The ground continues to quake,
The trees shake and leaves fall,
And the river runs rotting red.
The hearts of men quiver and shake,
As they sound the rallying call,
Only later to collect their dead.

Reviews

[Taylor Williams]

bleak but honest look at how war has always been. I like how the first stanza builds up so much suspense and then the climax is skipped to show that the end is the same as always. you don't need to know how they fought because regardless they'll be fetching the corpses in the end. but very good job 8)

[zainul]

Wonderful sonnet.
Observed perfect rhyming: abbaabba cdecde
Vivid picture of battles and their ugly impact

[Winslow Des Totes]

That last line really pulls everthing together leaving an almost metallic taste. Very haunting and very powerful imagery, I especially like the lines:
"Coming from where ghosts never sleep." and "Can't you hear the wind's warning?" a great use of personification and diction! Great write!!

[R J Askew]

I read this thinking it was lights out time for the world's cities as the forces of Nature come to clean them out with a certain ruthless desctuctivity. A stirring read.

Bravo on the form also. I love form poems. There is so much to be said for discipline. Too tired to count the syallables though. But something tells me the lines are most in tetrametre. Sweet.

[khalid]

wonderfl poem. great in everything. images, wording, flow and rhyme..

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

Can I ask you to change that Picture ... as a Jewish and Human I think we need to respect the victims of the holocaust , your poem will be good without it , Thank you

[Kaa Na Kalyanasundaram]

Well written. Your words are having more power to read. With regards.

[Tate Morgan]

Beautifully done
100/100
In a moment the lonely sound
fell heavy on every mans ear
As the truth echoed from the ground
even the boldest shook to hear

For then the songs all ceased to play
we looked to sky and then to friend
They felt there nothing left to say
for woe had summoned this the end

[Sarah]

realy powerful.
Nice Work.
XD

[The Analog Kid]

A very somber song you wrote in a sonnet. Very well written.

[The Analog Kid]

A very somber song you wrote in a sonnet. Very well written.