Ancient Warrior

Whispers swirls

Within midnight air

A bite stings my face

 

Icy fingers of death

Stroke pale soft cheeks

A shallow grave

Gives no peace

 

The shadow dances

Lurking in the beyond

Slightly visible

With a misty form

The vanishes, gone

 

Ancient stones

From a tragic time

Mark the spot

Of a warriors decline

 

No fancy marker

Or grand statue

Stands

Only dirt and rocks

Cover this man

 

Earth once covered

With crimson blood

Where wild flowers

Decorate the

Forgotten flood

 

This specter

Dances between

The past and present

Waiting for the girl

With eyes shaped

Like a crescent 

Author's Note

Artwork by david howard Johnson

Reviews

[Larry Dyson]

Ancient Roman

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

Wonderfully intriging write. This is amazing! Beautifully written. Nicely done, Poetic Beauty!

~Anna Rose