The Mighty Deed.

  • The Mighty Deed

    Arcs of glimmering steel,

    flew towards the monster,

    eating his blasphemous meal.

    Swords of glittering make,

    stopped the blows of the club,

    as he ran for the glittering lake.

    Bolts of shining sparks,

    illuminated the horror,

    the beast in the dark.

    An archer, warrior and mage,

    heroes of great courage,

    stopped the beast's rage.

    A boy's tears fell,

    when he saw the giant,

    his only friend in the fell.

Comments

4 Comments
  • Paws
    Paws   ·  May 2, 2016
    Sick twist at the end. Clever, love it.
  • Malign
    Malign   ·  May 2, 2016
    Thanks
  • Sotek
    Sotek   ·  May 2, 2016
    Awwwooo
    Hello Crabby, I've fixed your tag for you. Great poem, unsettling, but good.
  • Lyall
    Lyall   ·  May 1, 2016
    Now I'm sad... 
    Nice poem! Also, it's "#poem", not just "poem".