"New Post"

Um, yeah, well...  I've not posted in a while.  Uh...  I even missed a TTT.  Oh well...  Here's to make up for it.  This is a poem I wrote for my own contest!  See all the results at my newsletter blog.


Eternally, Guides the Dove

As skies grew dim,

colors grim,

Storms form above.

Faith! A dove,

Doth fly quite high,

Danger nigh,

To represent,

Divine consent.

Knights ride under,

Heaven’s thunder,

To meet the fight,

Of earthly might.

Confused, astray,

In fighters’ fray,

Knights’ cries sound,

‘Cross hills round.

The standard be,

Heavenly,

Knight seeks a guide,

By celestial side.

Above he sees,

Dove wings,

And acts the fight,

Of Christian plight.

So now to be,

Remember, we,

No storm or clatter,

Cannot faith shatter.