Wild Horseman Watching Waiting Riding Raiding Poem by Terence George Craddock

Wild Horseman Watching Waiting Riding Raiding



I am the wild horseman watching over crest of hill
hawk eyes surveying all land beneath before me
coveted treasures lie loam locked laid fallow fasting
in rich green pastures green ripe plunder pastures
by hand of strength heart mind of muscle skill steel
will trinkets be raid rapid ride blood rivers taken
hand shall wield new blade so sharp refined enduring
wonder rise sate mightiest sword fire forged in furnaces

molten metal flows river swift to sword mold waiting
blood sword wounds flow in prey hunted lands ash dying
civilized men fall to hawk eyes swift raid conquest riding
by hand of iron strength heart mind of forged steel killing
death descends from wild cruel wilderness regions raiding
shadow darkness savages civilized lives wind hunting feasting


Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock

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Split image from the poem 'New Blade', by the poet Terence George Craddock. Original version of the poem 'Raiders On The Steppes: Riding Into Europe Conquering', by the poet Terence George Craddock. Written in April 1989 & June 2022 on the 15.4.1989 & 30.6.2022.
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