Weekend Warrrior

A Poem by Sharon Kim

Weekly battle waged and won

Weekend Warrior

He rides upon his mighty steed

Cutting a swath through the emerald terrain.

In his wake, tiny forces take flight,

Scattering as he makes another pass.

On the ground, fallen soldiers lie,

Drying in the sun.

The smell of their wounds,

Fresh on the wind.

Dismounting, he wipes his brow

And surveys his conquest.

A job well done,

Drink in hand, he quenches his thirst.

© 2013 Sharon Kim

Author's Note

Just playing around. Comments welcome. Wondering if it is too obvious...

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ShelleyA

Hi Sharon. A very good write and metaphor about your weekend warrior. Skillfully crafted free verse which I enjoy. Imagery is good as are the descriptives. Through the lens of your eye you paint a vivid picture of his winning battle against the terrain. We can see this steed so clearly. The sound, beauty and scent of grass being mowed is something any reader can see in their mind's eye. Flow is good as is the line to line transition and breaks. Nice rhythm. Good depth of feeling. Excellent closing lines. Well penned and a most entertaining piece. Write on!

Posted 11 Years Ago

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11 Years Ago

Thank you, Shelley! I admire your poems and your reviews!

11 Years Ago

Hi Sharon. You're very welcome and my pleasure. Have a great day!

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SteveB

Nicely done. Not too obvious at all which makes it a lovely read.

Although there are those of us who still are old school enough to have an old fashioned push mower non-motorized.

Posted 11 Years Ago

11 Years Ago

Thank you, Steve! My father-in-law actually has one of those still! :)

Cody Williams

It wasn't' t too obvious. I also had to read it a couple of times before I realized it was about mowing the lawn. Very nice poem! Thanks for sharing it!

-CW