Fire
reigns
This
muddy trench I lay in
Heavenly
thunder crashing
Zeus’s
lightning flashes
Rains down
upon the wicked
This muddy
trench I lay in
Slowly fills
with the stench, Burnt flesh
Gas
filled sky ignites
The thump
thump of mortars Run the field
Oh the
glory of battle
This muddy
trench I lay in
Filled to
the brim
Fear and
terror reign
Up!
Up to
run to the next hump
Not for
me to run
For this
muddy trench I lay in
Will
forever lay in
With the
sounds of
Heavenly
thunder ringing
Me into eternity
Chris
McQueeney 11/11/12 8:33 P.M.
This piece was written in response to The Mag
Image credit: Verdun, 1917 by Felix Vallotton
9 comments:
Nice take on the Muse. Personally I always wished mythology was real. I prefer a group of messy gods to one messed up one.
Great emotion in this - and a powerful message.
the crashing thunder signaling you way home from the trench....in all reality out there on the battlefield i imagine some kids think they do think they play among gods..
This muddy trench I lay in... I've done that. Misery.
Great take on the prompt.
... there are so many walking on firm ground (today) with those sounds and emotions still flooding their minds. Nice writing!!!
I could feel all the energy of this...
So evocative.
=)
Some powerful packing behind this one. Did the picture absolute justice!
Evocative write - made me sad.
Anna :o]
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