This poem is from my novel project. In the novel it is credited to Captain General Ecknar, Lord Hengeford. Ecknar wrote ir to commenerate a rathre costly victory.
It is still W.I.P.
suggestions welcomed,
Tattered flags of fallen August wave
above the mound of glory that
we raised in the blossoming spring.
Here we laid you, comrades all,
when fierce before the foe you fell,
beneath the peaceful grass to lie.
The earth that covers you is covered
in turn by the heedless grass of summer
now brown before the autumn gale.
Peace be upon you fallen friends:
While we who ride beneath the sun
sing your praises to the startled sky.
Oh I played aroundwith the words...and mine came out too sobby...but I still think the word {The or that} in the first stanza can be cut...and maybe {sing your praises to startled skies} in the last line!!
Forced to put the schooner Heimdall into dry-dock for repairs and modifications, the crew chooses to holiday in Southern Utah so they can rendezvous with the Professor, a brilliant confidant from Rabat. What he shares at the summit stuns the crew and
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