Saturday, October 4, 2014

Rhyming Poem "Sky Master"

So the next poem we had to write in my creative writing class was supposed to rhyme. I am not good at making things rhyme. At all. I struggled with this poem a lot. When writing I went with the topic that is easiest for me, as you will see.

Sky Master


High above the clouds,
At the end of all skies,
Where there are no sounds,
This is where it flies.
Those below stare
Upward in awe.
It passes within the sun’s flare,
Its great maw
Open as it lets out a roar.
Patrolling
The heavens, it soars
Enforcing
Its law.
When without warning,
All around it saw
The world was storming.
The forces of nature at war.
Land and sea in conflict.
Creatures of ancient lore
Intent to inflict
Any pain
To overthrow the other
And gain
The world from the grasp of its brother.
People cry out for the Sky Master
And in a flash of green
Arrives the terrible creature.
In all his majesty for the first time seen.
The storms cease
The ancient battlers silenced
A plea for peace
A stop to the primal violence.
The Master of the Sky won,
Sending his enemies
On the run
With ease.
Legends of its deeds go on
And we can only imagine
What it must be to look upon

That Dragon.

Bonus points to anyone who knows what this is referencing.

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