by bronzeage
I like this, you are getting good at walking that fine line, ( of what good poets can get away with) except here:
yelping dogs too small to note.
cliche and not logical to boot.
worthy of a five, I thought so
i buy into this. yes please. love this, especially its second half:
If you are to suffer for mercy's sake
cling to my chest. I hold my shield skyward.
Imagine the drum of arrows on bronze,
the marching cadence of my beating heart.
but agree with the overworking of the little dogs analogy. also suggest a semi after 'Let arrows pepper my shield,' rather than the comma used.
sigh ...... my Hero! I quite like the dogs but then I'm all for terriers!