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VxPoem ID: 26419
Category:
myth_legend
Posted: January 15th. 2007 10:10:47 PM
Views: 512 |
The Warrior
by Coltrane
Age Group: Teen
In a time of war and violence,
In the time of Caesar's campaign,
There was a warriror.
She went through pain,
She went through sorrow.
She was a great warrior,
I must say so myself.
This is a woman,
Named Coltrane.
The Warrior Queen.
Very few know
How Coltrane got her start
As a blood-thirsty warrior.
But those who do
Have not told the tale
To unworthy strangers.
To preserve the memory
Of the great warrior's tale.
So insteading of wondering,
Why not I tell you
The tale I know you're
Dying to hear:
At the age of ten,
On the night of
Her wedding,
By a boy named Jonas.
Her father was happy,
Her father was proud.
As Coltrane walked
Down to her wedding,
She saw someone
She didn't want to see,
A warlord.
Now this warlord
Didn't know of the
Special cermony.
He only wanted
To conquer land.
For himself.
As Coltrane ran,
Ran as fast as the wind,
She saw her father die
By the warlord's sword.
When the warlord
Turned to walk back,
Coltrane bent down
To her dead father's body.
She could smell his
Blood, the heat from
His now decaying body.
She could see his breathing slowling
To a sudden stop.
She put her hand to his hand,
And felt only cold, icy skin.
Coltrane picked up the sword,
That killed her father.
She swung the sowrd
Left and right
And stabbed that
Evil man
For what he did.
To the poor girl
At the age of ten.
She wiped her hand
On the blood of the sword.
She wiped the blood
Over her face.
She could taste
The saltiness
And the bitterness of it.
She loved it.
She then put her hand
Under her hair and
Made a ponytail.
She put the sword
Behind her hand
And cut all of her
Beautiful hair off.
She dropped the wade of hair
Onto the dark ground.
She ran her hands through
Her hair.
She loved that, too.
She looked up ahead of her
To see a tall man.
His eyes shined in the moonlight,
His hair as dark as the night itself.
He walked to her in a very slow way,
As if taking in everything.
When he came to her,
He bent down and spoke
To her:
"Hey Coltrane.
Do you know
Who i am?"
He waked in a very sweet voice.
"No. Who are you?"
She answered back.
"My name is Aries.
I have a present
For you."
And out of nowhere,
He pulled a sword
Out from behind
His back.
Cotlrane was mezmirized,
Coltrane was amazed.
She took the sword
Into her hands.
She loved the feel,
She loved the touch.
"Do you like it?"
He asked.
She looked
Up at him and
Smiled the biggest
Smile in teh world.
"Thank you."
Aries put out
His hand and
Coltrane held on.
As they walked together,
Hand in hand,
They suddenly
Disperced into the darkness.
One of the witnesses
That saw this
Was none other
Than Jonas.
In the time of war and violence,
In the time of Caesar's campaign,
There was a warrior.
She went through pain,
She went through sorrow.
She was a great warrior,
I must say so myself.
This is a woman,
Named Coltrane.
The Warrior Queen.
Author's Notes: This was inspired to me from the book that i am writing about a warrior named Coltrane. I have always loved poetry and thought this would be a good mix to put the main character in my story with the one thing i love to do.
Author's Location: Denver, Colorado
More Poems: Coltrane has posted 3 additional poems- View them?
Author's Profile: To learn more about Coltrane - Click HERE
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