Siege and Investiture

A call to arms....

Two meeting gazes
Politics out of control
Wine is poured, raised
Words: wasted, dull and droll

Two heated glances
Impasses begin to fall
Wine flows into chance
Silent eyes beck and call

Seige is Lain....

Impatience opposes actions
Agressor's circling the walls
A galnce, a touch: reaction
Silent, whispered calls

Candles lit and glow
Fires of war fanned to blaze
Time, stopped; moving slow
Light kiss, finger tip haze

Defenses alert, oils to boil
Sudden protests, meak
Tearing down shoulder strap, unable to recoil
The garison is starved and weak

The general smiles
The scent of victory rises
Engines of lips, tongue, fingers while;
The defeated's muffled sighs

Battle Cries....

Striking the iron hot
Asault on full attack
The mouse the cat has caught
Knowing, no turning back

The army of fingers racing
Gaining ground
Victorious tongue, tasting
Flanks of arms bait, surround

High ground siezed
Tiny knolls plundered
Fires of lust spread their disease
Vanguard tongue, field sundered
distant screams...

Ram and Gates...

Host rises to smother ramparts
Fiery pitch below, burns
Ram at the gates, pausing the start
Within castle walls; chaos churns

Rolling up, swinging back..

DRIVING HARD, the ram strikes
Resounding smack
vile, cylinderic, rigid, flaming Spike
Redoubling its attack

Gates
Quaking, splintering, giving
Boiling oil bathing the ram
Ram ordering the general
As would any man
Gates break
Explode
Relent
Accepting

Savoring defeat..

Surge of Invasion...

Howling through the shattered gates
Surging, charging, stabbing, attack
All predecided by fate
Lighting fires, slaying doubts....,
Attack, Attack, Attack!
Flames leaping
Spear thrusting
Cresendoe building, building...

Reduction!

Louder, louder, louder
The rising cries of victory, defeat
The chorus swirling
Conquered, conquorer joined to meet
Mutual explosions
The walls licked by flames
Fiery flood, joined...
Ram splinters, castle burns
to the
ground
battle over
gasping found

peace...