Conor Ross

Clash Of Swords - Poem by Conor Ross

The battlefield, a lonely hill, upon a country field
The enemies stand facing each other, swords drawn
They charge at each other, swords clashing
Swords swing, matching each other
Then a arrow hits the men, they fall
Blood mixing, the archer stares
The battle ended, a draw
Two deaths, one victor
The end

Comments about Clash Of Swords by Conor Ross

  • (12/18/2009 12:41:00 PM)

    Your swords are very sharp like life, Good attempt Conor! (Report) Reply

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  • (12/18/2009 11:45:00 AM)

    This reminds me of my favourite books and movie: The Lord Of The Rings. Good job. Keep it up. :) (Report) Reply

  • (12/18/2009 11:45:00 AM)

    They charge at each other, swords clashing

    wonderful descriptive poem belonging to symbolism, very well written.

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  • (12/18/2009 11:42:00 AM)

    i think i had an epiphany from this poem....i liked it really.thanks for sharing! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 18, 2009

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