The sentinal
Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2005 7:48 pm
hi i'd like to know what you guys think of a poem that i am writing at the moment, and i want some constructive criticism please, i would welcome all opinions, still nice comments are also appreciated
the watchman sat upon the shore
and gazed into the sky
seated on his weathered throne
he watched the seagulls fly
silent for an age and more
upon his throne he slept
the sea it crashed up to his feet
and silence still he kept
the rain it beat upon his brow
the snow fell on his head
the kings did not attend his halls
and men looked on with dread
he saw at last what he had saught
since he sat upon the shore
flames licked up around his eyes
he had need wait no more
his face all aflame
a mane of orange and red
his brothers of old took up the call
the soldiers armed, the townsfolk fled
the beacons shone o'er the coast
warned of approaching danger
the old stone tower upon the shore
a solitary ranger
the watchman sat upon the shore
and gazed into the sky
seated on his weathered throne
he watched the seagulls fly
silent for an age and more
upon his throne he slept
the sea it crashed up to his feet
and silence still he kept
the rain it beat upon his brow
the snow fell on his head
the kings did not attend his halls
and men looked on with dread
he saw at last what he had saught
since he sat upon the shore
flames licked up around his eyes
he had need wait no more
his face all aflame
a mane of orange and red
his brothers of old took up the call
the soldiers armed, the townsfolk fled
the beacons shone o'er the coast
warned of approaching danger
the old stone tower upon the shore
a solitary ranger