I Won the War

I won the war that we started long ago,
I grasped Victory, dragging her kicking; screaming in tow.
I let out a laugh, raspy and short,
I walked by laughing at your small sheltered fort.

I crushed the lilies strewn in the grass,
I felt your peace within my grasp.
I made my way through the cold atmosphere,
I tasted the saltiness of your fear.

I won the war for your mind,
I won the last war of this dying time.
I ate the rations dwindling supply,
I laughed at your mother's shrieking cry.

I won the war.

I won your mind.

I slaughtered Victory in front of your eyes.

And you still stand before me....

Reviews

[Casper Cross]

"Victory" who or what is she? It reminds me of the democratic party. Always willing to steal defeat from the jaws of victory.
Sorry to interject politics into your work but that's what came to me. I think that's the genius of how you write. You allow the reader to assume their own interpretations and I like that in poetry.
I loved it really, really did. Very beautiful work. Thanks for sharing it with us.
Blessings
CC

[Dietrich von Crowe]

I love the personified "Victory" and how it's treated as a proper noun in the work; treats the concept as some tangible thing that can be perceived physically through the senses. It's almost as if the reader is put into the shoes of the narrator.
parallelism with the recurring "I" before each line helps create that appeal in the sense that the reader can relate.
honestly, i couldn't give you a wonderful review, but for some inexplicable reason, this poem stood out to me and spoke something beautifully tragic or otherwise ambiguous.
I love the terrace suspense at the end. You really do suck for not elaborating on the "And you still stand before me..." lol, but that's why i love it so...

[Wildecat]

This is exceptional writing, a pleasure to read your poetry.