One horse charged and then another, Lance’s clashed, a sound like thunder, There was a clang of swords clashing, Bodies slammed together bashing. Twas hard to tell friend from foe, Fields covered in bodies and snow. The grim reaper had a busy day, Two by two carrying the knights away. Few thought it would come to this, Except perhaps the lady of the mist. Who long ago possessed a sword, That now was fighting among the horde. No one knew this battle would be the last, The final string cut, fates die was cast. A mortal wound leveled upon the field, A king and kingdom’s fate both sealed. A king lay dying, in death’s grasp caught, His loss spelling the end of Camelot.
NaPoWriMo Day 20 Challenge: Write a poem that depicts a historical event.
Okay, so I may have cheated a bit, but I couldn’t help but go a little Arthurian here. Though this is a great prompt that I look forward to going back to when I have more time. I’ve written many historical pieces before and look forward to doing so again.
Donna M. Monnig has published numerous books of poetry including Escaping Destiny, Thoughts on Exhibit, Keeper of the Dead, Take the Leap, and Echoes of Time, as well as the children's book Chasing Ghosts. View more of her work at www.dragonshieldpress.com, www.donnamonnig.com, and her author's page on Amazon.
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