Sounds of war drums are sounding
Across the lands so dear
Ere long the snows have thawed,
They call kin from far and near.
Onward my noblest cousins,
Across the land so wide
Beat back our Allies foes
So we may welcome you with pride.
Strange the land that is not home
Goes forth a mighty host
I’ll watch the banners flowing
Remaining faithful at my post.
Alack that I must remain,
Far from battle and it’s mighty roar
Left to wait, this lady’s fate
Until they return once more.
Written for a challenge in February 2008 to write a poem a day all month.
Poetry, songs and research by Alienor Hathaway. Written works are free to use with credit given and for non-profit use only.
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My favorite French poet is François Villon. He was a bit of a "bad" boy poet of 15th century France but his poetry is masterful an...
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Sounds of war drums are sounding Across the lands so dear Ere long the snows have thawed, They call kin from far and near. Onward my noblest...
The lady in this poem expresses the hopes, fears, and frustrations that women of that time must have felt. It also shows her devotion to duty.
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