Watching the Skies Burn

Just the story of a village that has the misfortune of being the target of some generic barbarian horde.

"I cannot believe what I have seen this day.

We have fallen to our enemies.

They stomp on our bones and carry away our cattle." -Anonymous

Watching the skies burn

Awaiting our turn, before the flame

The day the conquerors came

Over the hills the shouts drifted

Then shifted, turned to screams

Made nightmares of all our dreams

Smoke in the morning skies

Stinging our eyes, choking our lungs

Tasted like fear on all our tongues

Through the trees came a silhouette

Impossible to forget, first of a host

Destroyers of our coast

Fiery brands flew

They ran us through, as we cowered

The blood showered

The earth blushed red

Covered in dead, the flames arose

Licking at our toes

They left us laying there

Eyes wide to stare, as the world turned

And our skies burned. 

Reviews

[Onyx_Rayne]

Terrifyingly beautiful imagery. The fiery skies, throwing sparks into the air... the blinding smoke.... the screams... the very earth burning!

Fantastic! You bring the reader into the tale by downloading a picture and the feelings to go along with it, into their minds.

The words flow seamlessly... each stanza leading into the next, without fail.

Excellent write :)

[Yours Truly]

Well written. The words flowed and I could easily picture the conquering of a city in slow motion. The screams, the fire, the smoke, the fear; are all colors and strokes that you've accurately painted portraying a vivid picture for the reader.

[Emily B]

oh, wow! I've seen something very similar in my dreams before . . . welcome to the writer's cafe!

[Cherrie Palmer]

great job of telling this story in poem form