The War of the Roses - poem

[ripshark]

I wrote this poem recently and I didn't really think it was that good. be warned, it has some latin tags. It's the first part of the story of Tithonious and if people like it, I'll write some more.

The War of The Roses

The land so green, and the rose so red
Spilt blood on a field of petals
No magic in the deaths of men
Yet they still come, again and again
Lambs to slaughter
Death stalks Tamarieal once again

Three mighty houses set in their ways
The Setharian, so proud and arrogant
The Remero, lords in their high castles and
The Beltrans, nomads to the soul
Flint on flint, the first spark and war
The snake of evil coils tightly round the hearts of men

A single thrush sings its tune
The raven pecks the eyes of dead
A new atrocity caused by all
But no voice for the fallen
What hero adorns the dawn?
A pawn in the violent game of gods


Tithonus steps silently in Death’s field
Mouthing prayer to Aurora
Aut vincere aut mori, a verbis ad verbera
Bright steel gone, leaving rotten
He shed a tear, for no one else would
Twice crowed then gone, a flash of thought

Three days journey to Tyron keep
Thought of friends long past
Those yet begotten by war and foe
Still Tithonus suffered on Setharain lords
Nor soul or mind theirs, gold was gold
And steel was steel

[LadyWinterWolf]

I believe you're giving Homer some stiff competition here....very good ripshark.

[Shura]

Dammit, this is your best yet (though I darresay you have a while to go before your Iliad).

I'm almost insulted you didn't show this to me first.

[ripshark]

why thank you shura, but truth to be told, my grandfather was the first one to see this, and yes, my inspiration was the illiad in all its glory, yet I hoped to tell a darker tale of a land torn asunder by war. There will be more! soon, I hope anyways.