he stumbled towards the gate
for two long years the gate
the gate would be the final barrier
between his life and his love
a woman true and his son
a son in who he invested his life
invested his love and dreams
the meaning of and realisation of
all his love as best he knew
a simple warrior, a man of the earth
respeced and honoured
finally impaled
loved as a man by her
such love as he had never imagined
she had shown him, joined with him
he learned what it was to be a man fulfilled
his son would inherit his genes
the gates, unbearable pain
the eyes of his slayer
the gates began to fade
departing his earthly being
no. no, never again
mother you are here
brother, father, the gate
oh lord, i am done, i am home
forgive me my sins
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dusk arising (
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- Comment from author about the poem: inspired by the death of a noble warrior - of our time? - of any time.
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Comments4
See you on the other side brother. That particular gate will not stop you from greatness.
M
That gate was actually the gate to his villa .... whilst he was away from his family his minds eye would focus only on the gate as he looked forward to returning home...... to think of the pleasures beyond the gate was something he would not allow himself..... he was a warrior and would not allow soft thoughts to weaken him. Thanks for commenting.
It spoke deeper to me but either way excellent work
Some tale well writ Dusk
Thank you ME.
This is a terrific write DA.
Thank you Goldfinch.
a story told well... and a well told story, whichever way ya look at it.... N
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