Cry we all toward places unnamed
Rise above the crested hills
Yell we will - shattering door frames
Plundering thoughts of plovered wills
Tear at the wallpaper - reveal the grain
Ink the slate - etched by wound-dipped quills
Crouch, prowl - ready to pounce on game
Brandishing swords, blaring trumpets shrill
Arching backs, phosphorescent wicks aflame
Ridding netted fish of scales and smelly gills
Driving forward, driven onward - scourging rain
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 24th, 2025 02:32
- Comment from author about the poem: an acrostic from way back when
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 42
- Users favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy, Soman Ragavan, Damaso
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This one accomplishes its task well in Acrostic form. It sounds philosophic to begin with then comes my favorite line (Ink the slate - etched by wound-dipped quills) From there it becomes more epic in nature and the battle cry can be heard. Very nice Cryptic
So glad you liked it, Soren. That makes it worth the write🙏🏻🕊
Have to be honest, this ones above my station, still working it out, nicely composed write
So grateful you took the time and found it nicely composed. Thank you kindly🙏🏻🕊
You are very welcome
Should be but it isn't, off for another run through...
Lovely! This is a regular beaut!
May this be an awesome weekend for us all🙏🏻🕊️
Ooh! I'd certainly love that!
Yeah, there's been a lack of those it seems. 🕊️🙏🏻
Good write Peaty, erm, Arqois.
Thanks orchy 🤪
“Ink the slate - etched by wound-dipped quills…”
The words and creations that result from sadness are those that have the biggest impact. Thus, the emotions in Shakespeare’s tragedies. Light-hearted words are soon forgotten, but tragic ones remain lingering for long.
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Thank you kindly Soman; you have cut quite to the heart of the matter. For that I am so grateful. 🙏🏻🕊️
You are welcome. Keep forging ahead ! Swords will rust, but writings remain.
Aye, you have forged a path worth following. 🙏🏻🕊️
Thanks @Damaso for the Fave 🤩🙏🏻🕊️
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