Before

Just a poem I had written a while ago to go with a fantasy book I had wanted to write.

Before the path was ever trod,

Before the perfectness was flawed,

Before a page was ever turned,

Before the evening fires burned,

 

Before the forests, steep and sweet,

Grew tall upon the mountains’ peaks,

Before the ocean’s rumbled roar,

Was heard across the distant shore,

 

Before the creatures roamed the ground,

Before the breath of fire was found,

Before the polished midnight sky,

Was specked with stars that glimmered high,

 

Before the aching cries of life,

Were balanced on the bladesman’s knife,

Before the earth had ever rung,

With song that steel and iron had sung,

 

Before time was a passing trend,

And every story had an end,

Human hearts were swiftly rotten,

And something vital was forgotten.

Author's Note

Working title.

Reviews

[13ReasonsWhy]

You are a truly amazing writer... You know that?

[MsMermaid]

Oh, Scholar... I LOVE this write. How quickly we humans forget the truly important things... especially of how to love our neighbors and do unto others as we would have others do unto us... NOT do unto other before they do it to us.

All of your "Befores" are before your time, I'm sure, yet you conjure them so cleverly here.

[Walk away slow poet]

Quite an interesting read really, I enjoyed it. Lovely rhyme scheme.

[Robert Haigh]

Interesting write, with some good use of language.

[Poeticpiers]

another finely wrought poem.
I wonder why men can't live in peace perhaps the governor was not fitted