Treasure Island

Giorgio Venetopoulos

(Athens, Greece)

The fog


The horrid warlords siege the fort,
brigades of demons, through the fog
attack the legion and cohort,
the horrid warlords siege the fort; 4
the knight defenders stand athwart
as horses gallop down the bog;
the deathly warlords siege the fort,
brigades of demons through the fog. 8

Submitted: Friday, April 04, 2014

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  • Valsa George (4/5/2014 7:26:00 AM)

    Reminds one of the medieval warlords who try to lay seige on a fort under some cover, here under the cover of the fog! Through repetition, the effect is enhanced...... Enjoyed.

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