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Zinsser
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Calif.

0 posted 2014-01-04 11:28 AM



When I sit alone and close my eyes
I see the dreadful day
The day my parents were ripped away
The day before things as always
Their laughter their kisses
As I watched filling my heart
With love and pride in who they were
Who I was
And where I came from
Then they came from it seemed nowhere
Giant sized horses with Giant sized Men
Monsters maybe for their faces were scary
And swords were long
The screaming was so loud from the village it scared me
My mother hid me, told me not to come out my father
Kissed me and I could see the love and fear in his eyes
I could see my mother’s feet from where I was, hiding
Nothing but clashing of steel and blood cries
My father was a great warrior but even I
As a child but 4 or 5 knew there were to many
I heard a sound from my father like the breath leaving him
I will never forget how quickly after that my mother falling
Facing me in my hidden spot
She blinked and almost smiled and the blood ran from her body
Onto my bare feet
Something welled up inside me
Strength not of muscle but of spirit
I came out of hiding no longer frightened
And there stood a man, a monster, a beast
I lifted my head and looked him in the eyes
Never taking my eyes off of his I walk to my father’s sword
He didn’t move, didn’t make a sound, as if waiting in shock at my boldness
I couldn’t lift the sword
I had to drag it with all my might
Slipping in my father’s blood but never letting go of either
The stare or the sword
As I stared at the beast he smiled
And said, “Well little warrior princess I see we shall meet again.
And I spare you because I look forward to the day that the fearless child
Becomes a women filled with such strength, passion and skill.
I am sure I will tales of you coming long before you find me.”
When he left, when they all left, I did not feel relief
For I knew from that moment on my life had changed
My purpose had changed
Now as I open my eyes…
I am marking,remembering where my journey now begins.



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Bluesy Socrateaser
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since 2002-11-07
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In The Mirror
1 posted 2014-01-12 06:57 AM


An intriguing read, full of insights, death and the promises of vengeance.

I especially liked this line:
quote:
"Strength not of muscle but of spirit"
  

...just bein' Bluesy

JamesMichael
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Kapolei, Hawaii, USA
2 posted 2014-01-18 06:15 PM


enjoyed...James
OwlSA
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since 2005-11-07
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Durban, South Africa
3 posted 2014-01-19 01:50 AM


This certainly has the wow factor, Connie.  I was enthralled the whole way through.  Something tells me that this metaphor is based on something that really did happen, though possibly condensed in time.  

Just 2 small things:

'women' should be 'woman'

and I think you left out 'hear' (or a word to that effect) in

'I am sure I will tales of you coming long before you find me'

If you want to edit those things, you won't be able to do it yourself as the 24-hour window has closed, but a moderator will do it for you with pleasure.

Whilst (if the facts behind this, are, indeed, non-fictional) I am sorry that you have lost your parents, I am glad you had such wonderful ones.  The pain of the loss is equal to the gift of them.  However, I am sure you carry them and their legacy in your heart always.  

Owl

Zinsser
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since 2001-02-27
Posts 1641
Calif.
4 posted 2014-01-19 09:55 AM


Thank You!!!   and Owl I did miss the hear  word and my woman ....   You were right on there... This is all complete fiction... I listen to different types of music and a story will pop in my mind ...  I don't  double check my work often due to "first thought right" lol I will mess it all up ... so often in my work you will see a mistake or left out word

           Thank You
         ~~~Connie~~~

OwlSA
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since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347
Durban, South Africa
5 posted 2014-01-19 04:09 PM


I am delighted that this is based on fiction, Connie, and that you haven't lost your parents!  And you certainly didn't mess up this magnificent poem at all!  It is stunning.  

Owl

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