(a warrior’s song for Onweald, part of the fantasy series I have in publication; this is a combo of two prompts, the pictures from earlier (I think prompt #5) and prompt #11 for a fictional place)
By Sandy Lender
When burning fog of dragon’s breath
swirls in the Vale’s pale morn
take up your sword and shield, my lad.
To the Vale, to war!
When reach your village the stench
of man-flesh burnt and torn
take up your sword and shield, my man.
To the Vale, to war!
When farrier sees the burning rise
and drops his tongs and forge
take up your sword and shield, old man.
To the Vale, to war!
When the goddess’ horn fills the air
a harbinger of news forlorn
take up your sword and shield, all men.
To the Vale, to war!
effortless rhythm and I like how the second and fourth lines of most of the stanzas are almost slant rhymes. A well crafted war song.