LJ Idol, Home Game, Week 24: “Don’t Shoot the Messenger”

[roina_arwen]

I stand on the smoky field, surveying his unexplained
Treachery, to behold bodies rent and ruined, the
Sweet smell of decay and rot assaulting my senses.

Nowhere to be seen are the decorated generals
Of this battle - heads violently separated from
Torsos, so all are equal unto Death.

My black steed snorts and stomps his hooves,
Yearning to move forward to unblemished territory.

Famine, War, Conquest, and Death await our eventual arrival
As I raise my sword skyward and murmur a prayer for
Unappreciated soldiers, who blindly follow commands from
Leaders, and give their all with steel in their hands and hearts,
Tasked with defense and dedication to king and country.

Comments

[mollywheezy]

Very moving!

[roina_arwen]

Thank you kindly!

[banana_galaxy]

Ooh, very apocalyptic. I had to Google if Conquest was one of the actual horsemen of the apocalypse because I feel like the media I've consumed had named him Pestilence. The other three made me figure there was another version of it than I was aware of.

This is quite vivid imagery, and I like that.

[roina_arwen]

Thank you so much - that’s what I was going for. It’s also an Acrostic poem, which I love doing. Thanks for reading!

[dadi]

Goosebumps!

[roina_arwen]

Yay! Thank you for reading!

[flipflop_diva]

I love this! Especially the second stanza. That one is super powerful!

(I didn't realize this was an Acrostic poem until you said so in the comments, mostly because I'm not good at noticing things like that, but I love the phrase you chose!)

[roina_arwen]

DW messes with the layout somewhat, but I’m glad you like it! Thanks for reading!