Elysian Fields;

Part poem, part song.

Dark words;
Tomorrow carried on carrion wings,
Grey winds scattering the herds,
Towers collapsing on their kings

Fields of gold;
Spiraling upwards the monuments of old
Like spears rending wormholes in the sky,
Dark flecks of light across their eyes

Dark wings;
Eyes ionized like red suns,
Crows gathering with black tidings,
The old gods weeping for their fallen sons

Fields of moonlight;
Plains of grass aglow 
Willows cascading on the hillside
Blue fireflies to mark the end road

To Elysium;
Waking from a colder delirium,
Memories of fields blue and dark,
Brothers travelling north to depart
On echoed waters under the eyes
Of the old gods to bid them rise;
To bid their eternal sons to rise.

Author's Note

I really enjoy using subtitles within poems, as I've done here. This poem is also a song I've written.

Reviews

[sithlordjp]

this is very good! Would love to hear the song! Structure has a good rhythm, the melody must be amazing! Good work!

[Red Brick Keshner]

Inspiring! Enjoyed the style as well.

[An owl on the moon]

Such a place of purest happiness sought across the stones and shadows... found singing to us from across the ages... Your words reflect both a modern and ancient feel that stirs the soul.

[InsanityWriter]

My favorit part was... All of it. ;) Awesome job!! I really enjoyed it. ^_^ The flow and rhyme and EVERYTHING were perfect. (;

100/100