Wednesday's Verse - King Ruford's Peace
This week’s verse moves from an eerie speculative piece about a dangerous journey home to a fantasy poem about ending a war. It is taken from 366 Days of Poetry, a
collection of mixed-genre poetry released in 2016.
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Alternatives
were few and far between,
But we tried,
Course we
tried.
Decided there
was nothing in between,
Ending or
capitulating to our foes unseen,
Finally
deciding what our fate would be,
Going forward
with the plan.
How could we
explain that we,
Instead would
fight to our last man?
Just when all
seemed bleak and lost,
King Ruford
came through skies storm-tossed
Landing
lightly a-dragon-back,
Meeting our
leaders to suggest a different tack.
No-one had
fought as long as he, so
Of course, he
was the one to make us see that there were other
Possibilities.
Quite few, but
there.
Rarely still
King Ruford came,
Seeking to
find the final game,
To end this
war once and for all,
Until we all
knew peace once more.
Very
determined did he seem,
While planning
the execution of our dreams,
Xenophobes had
no place, he said.
You’ll need
tolerance, or the war will continue, instead.
Zealots from
both sides lost he, until he brought us victory.
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You can find the first two poetry
collections at the links below - although there are plans to reissue them with
more genre-appropriate covers in the future. The third collection will be
released later in the year.
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