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Poet in the Battlefield

Battle verses sharpened to a blade.

Step into the field of Poet in the Battlefield, where a victory is sung at dawn, a sniper hides in the colors of the earth and a lone soldier chooses mercy in the dark. From eight-line battle verses to the roar of a packed stadium and a game’s final boss, these twenty-two poems find the courage that hides inside calm. Read them at a run or at a walk, and stand your ground.

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Preview edition. Poet in the Battlefield is still in progress. 4 of its 22 poems are the author's own, as read on the channel; the other 18 are drafts written in the author's style, marked Draft, and waiting for the author's review. The introduction and the 3-in-1 commentary are working drafts that are still being edited.

Introduction

The battlefield is more than a place

The battlefield is more than a place. It is a ridge at sunrise, a scope full of mist, a stadium on its feet, and the quiet hour after the fighting when a soldier finally lies down. In every one of them, courage shows up as calm.

Poet in the Battlefield gathers twenty-two poems from that ground. Most are eight-line battle epics, short as a blade and just as sharp; others run longer, through a siege, a night before the charge, a night alone and a night of roaring crowds. Each one is a journey: some end in rest, some in a handshake, and a few in a second life on the screen.

Through these pages, stand with the soldier and the supporter alike. Read them at a run or at a walk, and hold your ground. Enjoy!

Contents

22 poems

Lifted

Hero, wakeup amidst the scenes of triumph won and on Our numbers holding strong, the battle…

Camouflage

I wear the colors of the earth To blend like foliage amongst scenes of life and death A sniper's…

The Lone Soldier

Alone, I woke up a lone soldier in an ended battlefield Life's grace poured on my face without…

Atmosphere of the Game

Here, the atmosphere charged from the cheers, came with a wave that took off all hats. It struck…

Draft

Trench at Dawn

The trench was cold with the mud of the night and the mist of the morning hung low, When the…

Draft

The Standard-Bearer

He carried the flag through the fire while the bravest men grew tired, And the cloth in tatters…

Draft

Shield Wall

We locked our shields together like the scales of an ancient beast, And stood as one unbroken…

Draft

Thunder of Hooves

The horsemen crossed the valley like a storm across the plain, With the thunder of their hooves…

Draft

The General's Silence

The general stood at the map table with his hand upon his chin, While the captains shouted…

Draft

Fortress Under Siege

For forty days the fortress stood beneath a sea of spears, With its walls of grey and granite…

Draft

Battle Cry

Before the charge, a single voice rose from the ranks below, A cry of hope and thunder, like a…

Draft

Ashes of the Old Guard

They came back from the far campaigns with the ashes on their coats, And the medals dull with…

Draft

The Last Arrow

One arrow left in the quiver of the archer, worn and grey, While the enemy gathered at the gate…

Draft

Field Medic

When the guns fell silent on the ridge, the medic ran through the smoke, With a satchel and a…

Draft

Ceasefire Bell

At noon on the seventh day a bell began to toll, From the chapel in the middle of the smoking…

Draft

War Drums

The war drums beat at midnight and they echoed through the glen, Like the heartbeat of a giant…

Draft

The Night Before Battle

The camp was still as midnight came, with the campfires burning low, And every soldier lay awake…

Draft

Dragon Over the Ridge

A shadow crossed the mountain and the sun was blotted out, And the soldiers on the ridge looked…

Draft

Respawn

I fell in the last second of the round, with the enemy at the door, And the screen went grey…

Draft

Final Boss

We reached the final chamber where a dark and ancient throne Held a giant made of shadow that no…

Draft

Sword and Scripture

I laid my sword upon the altar where the sacred scriptures lay, And asked which one should guide…

Draft

Homeward Regiment

The regiment marched homeward through the golden autumn fields, With their boots worn thin and…