The heros tale

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Teller of tales

sing me a dream

from the satyr's mouth

in the forest of green



A story of destiny

light yet full

with a firm voice soft

on a night so cool



Taking up arms

an impossible foe

friends to die

His rage from woe



The firestorm lashes

both armor and shield

but the hero holds on

with an iron will



Then to an equal end

they both to did last

Mortal blows struck

and the last scene cast



Friends in despair say

"Heros only die when it rains"

but a thunderclap's sound

brings end to his pain

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laury2k4's picture

Wow James...it's been ages. I just stumbed on to postpoems again. Your writing has changed so much since I last read anything. This piece is so powerful and well-written...bravo.

Hope you are well.