Billy Loving


Charging - Poem by Billy Loving

Stark deafening silence
Prelude to the impending violence
Motionless, hidden in the brush
Awaiting the first wave as they rush

In the distance appearing
The enemy nearing
Sweat drenched anxious face
Steady finger holding it's place

Rushing forth into the unknown
No sense of fear shown
Rifles at the ready
Thundering of the boots, steady

A single shot rings out
Of it's accuracy, no doubt
A red mist fills the air
As through their scope, they stare

Cacophony of shots begin
As their ranks begin to thin
Their steady pace turns into a run
Intense battle just begun

Topic(s) of this poem: warfare

Form: Couplet


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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 2, 2015



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