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An old, old man of war
warms his idle chair,
an ember sealed in a gray-black shell.
The broken halls of an ancient castle
still echo to his pride.
He stands before her,
his heart the far side of calm:
“All must fade away,
but love’s the last to go.”
His eyes misted blood-red
cannot tell Light from Dark.
How can he, who knows no love,
be the last when a young man,
heart in a broken jar, lies motionless at his feet?
Ah, but Death, too has a love.



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The following comments are for "A Man of War"
by r1067r

an onion
This has layers of meaning, which is always the supreme ideal of poetry to me. The first is the picture of an old warrior who has slain a youth. Another deals with the dreams of youth dying to experience and cynicism. There are yet more, but personal experience shapes perception.
My favorite line was "His eyes misted blood-red cannot tell Light from Dark."
Nicely done! Good imagery, great rhythm, serious overtones.

( Posted by: brickhouse [Member] On: April 11, 2010 )





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