I'm working on a very difficult poem!. What I have so far I really like!. There is a bit more, but trying to fit it to form is proving to be incredibly difficult!. I would like to get some opinions on what I have so far!. Thanks!.
Death's Kiss
The weeping is haunting, relentlessly chaunting, but I remain still as my brother
His corpse on the ground is the source of this sound; and I wonder of my missing mother!.
My brothers and father start digging with care,
I sharpen my knife and begin to prepare!.
I know who is guilty, whose lives I will take!.
I'll not rest ‘til I find my dear mother!.
I commence with the chase, set a vigorous pace; my steed gallops faithfully onward!.
My vision is steady, my purpose made ready, and I, the grim reaper, move forward!.
With saddle horn grippéd, my scythe at my side,
I head into battle with death as my bride!.
No, nothing shall interrupt what I have planned!.
I’ll herd them to hell like The Shepherd!.Www@QuestionHome@Com