Warriors Journey Poem by Ryan Brodesser

A group of friends sailed into the breeze

silver tipped and battle worn

To do battle over seas,

and fighting for honor sworn


The helm was strong upon the heads

And spears were sharpened to a razored tip

The village was sleeping peacefully in their beds

As they sailed off in their ship


The wind was at their backs

strong as an armorer's forge

The moonlight glinted off the sword and axe

As they went, through hell and despairs deepest gorge


The drink was long into the night

As they celebrated victories past

stoically they sailed off to the fight

knowing this may be their last.



A group of friends sailed off into the night

To fight the darkness closing in

To go and prove their might

for victory to honor their kin