The Old Song
The unsheathing sword (5)
sings of cold steel, flame, and battle (7)
even years later I recall (5)
Fear fed dance on bloody ground (7)
flashing sweeps of razored death (7)
Ancient art of war (5)
trials of courage and fear (7)
upheaval of life (5)
Psyches shattered by horror (7)
haunting their dreams evermore (7)
Desolation now (5)
a battlefield by moonlight (7)
stark still about me (5)
blackness settles around the rime (7)
bloody fields extol hell in town (7)
Innocence so lost (5)
ripped from life by violence (7)
lit by a bright moon (5)
Under blackened skies alone(7)
flashback blind and shivering (7)
through the empty night(5)
violent clashes echoed (7)
till dawn's blood red sun(5)
Dawn brings the sad accounting (7)
as both sides pay the blood price (7)
Sun's rays blister backs (5)
left ragged by slashing swords(7)
to festering sores (5)
A battlefield of crimson(7)
broken bodies broken swords(7)
raw fear running wild (5)
nights of pain unsheltered cold (7)
madness taking hold (5)
Rusted weapons now just junk (7)
souls upon the war anvil (7)
wasted flesh I ask (5)
the cause, reason for dying (7)
an honor to fall? (5)
Weapon of choice steely blade, (7)Hope
furnace honed to perfection (7)
Crucible of fire (5)
testing the golden life tree (7) Bf
white fire the hot proof (5)
Tempered blade of my own fate (7)
made by my sad mortal hand (7)
vermillion hues blended greys
personality of clay
made not by my hand
*last line was a bit long but solid! I hope you don't mind the shortening.*WJ
Nope don't mind you made it better. BF
Night All.