mad Viking.

mad Viking.

A Poem by paul

this gladiator
inside me

is old and tired

sword grown heavy

this mad Viking

old and tired

and yet there are still
places to go, things to do

sky's to fly

in this old wreck of a body.


a thousand madnesses strungout across the plain

the cloud's in full retreat

and why do those clouds
in the firstplace 
leave these changing drops

© 2010 paul


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You inspired me to do a poem, when I read this I got thoughts of the night in shining and fair princess. I liked it, keep writing.

Dalebear

Posted 14 Years Ago


introspective little gem~ love the descriptives and correlations~

Posted 14 Years Ago


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. it takes a lot less to think than we think it does ... and that really ain't such a bad thing, amigo! ... :) ...

Posted 14 Years Ago


well,if you still feel the desire to discover,it means you aren't old..i'm sure wise E will agree with me.

Posted 14 Years Ago


it turns out that this short life is very long

Posted 14 Years Ago


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