The Fel Demon of the Dell

Okay, this one's fun. Originally I was going to write an epic poem, but I just decided to take the lazy route and do this one instead. I don't really know what kind of poem you'd classify it as... mabye Fixed? But I digress. Enjoy.

Once upon a harvest moon, Blood run cold and heartbeat swoon, Who knew that on that mottled night, When bloody raven black took flight, That we'd smell that sulfurous smell? Fell we down and down we fell, As midnight shouted by church bell, Echoed in our ears the same, As it did in the insane, Fel Demon of the Dell, Eyes afire, blackened heart, Claws to rip your soul apart, Pointed teeth, the color yellow, All describe this sordid fellow, This denizen of Hell, I grabbed the hilt and pulled it out, Swung my blade at the Demon's snout, But it was all to no avail, There wasn't any loud death wail, From the Demon of the Dell, Then I fell down upon my knees, And screamed into the hills and trees, And after that I loudly sighed, The wound at my side crimson cired, That I should die as well, I traced the symbol with my blood, It mixed with dirt to make the mud, I laid down and softly cired, The magick glowed my crimson pride, And killed the Demon of the Dell, On my epitaph it read: "Here lies the saddened Hero, dead, This stunning warrior of Light, Gave his life for us that night, The People of the Dell."

Reviews

[A Lost Man Found]

neal says hi.

[ShanZ-Turn]

I truly loved the image of the demon you created here, very well written.....

One line seemed to distract me.

That we'd smell that sulfurous smell?

If you could come up with another word to replace smell, in the first usage i think it would sound better...just a thought

think these were my favorite lines
As midnight shouted by church bell,
Echoed in our ears the same,
As it did in the insane,

great write, look forward to reading more of your work.