Creative Writing Spring Hopes Eternal

Since is FINALLY March, I thought I'd post a poem I wrote about Spring fighting to beat out Winter. Tell me what you think.

The vict'ry cries of wing'ed scouts

Proclaim her death is nigh

And pikes of green do pierce her side

As I watch Winter die.



The glorious king all clad in gold

Shall take his rightful place

For through the dark months of her reign

Did not we miss his face!



But though the beast was bleeding

The hunter thought it dead

Its chest did heave for one last time

And Winter reared her head.



Her white clad minions did descend

Upon the battlefield

But our gold king did stand his ground

And swore to never yield



Though as I speak the battle rages

Right outside the glass

I know that soon he’ll take the day

And Winter’s time will pass.

 

I must say your writing has improved since last we met. I like how you used imaginary.

 

Thanks alot. I've been working on it alot honestly. Glad to see its paying off.