Epic
 

Let's write an epic poem. There really are no rules except that you can only add, at most, a stanza (up to four lines).

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Yesterday as dawn was breaking,
I fought sleep
in fits and drifts,
wandering

hapless and hungering
dusk to dawn
the dream lifts only to find me
in ice drawn dread

drifting in a cold sea
still frozen and lost
the sun throws it's light
the day has begun

i summon the power
of ancient warriors
my kin,
great kings and queens of yon

once powerful
now buried in potters fields.
They yield, they rise;
they hear me call.

A scream so shrill
Yet silently heard
I look towards the heavens
and search for the words

The war has begun.
In whispers by a coal stoked stove
In alleys behind the urchin's bar
In dark corners that man never treads

voices, stagnant, flimy
eat at my heart
years of toil, of worry
i still my heart and ready my blade.

Ready my stike
I have been waiting for long
your shadow is waiting
Tis your blood that I long

The war is here.

Faint hearts beating,
brave souls, lives fleeting,
follow their bretheren

these treacherous tides
shifting left then right
our battle call demands us
to be clear in our hearts, in our minds.

The iron men are here
cloaked in atomic ire
Set course for barreled boughs
Fetid in their lust.

Longing to be home
To where the life is sweet
Yearning for soft kisses
They dance across the fire

Flame pierces the grey dawn.
The earth extracts an anguished plea
from all who fall within her womb,
embracing metal forged in flame.

Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum,
The canons' light flare,
He's got a picture of her in his pocket
close to his heart, she's there.