Gripped by his paper <br />Stormtrooper shadow outline <br />An unknown soldier <br />Trying another drawing <br />Giving up going too weird <br /> <br />Likeness of a werewolf <br />Ironman not yet filled in <br />A suit of armor <br />Sharpened, ready for battle <br />Shining it's come get me glare <br /> <br />Prototype study <br />More of a vague rendering <br />Portentous being <br />Poised and ready for springing <br />Pawn on a wizard-chess set <br /> <br />Leans deftly forward <br />Waiting atop cathedrals <br />For the right moment <br />Ancient Gargoyle Sentry <br />Accidental moves at bay <br /> <br />Insurgents flood in <br />No real room left to relax <br />To spread one's comfort <br />And set down roots, smile and breathe <br />Citizens tugging on sleeves <br /> <br />Armies never can <br />Their lot is to always war <br />Anything else, no <br />The kill, once experienced <br />Taints your demeanor ever <br /> <br />Samurai as well <br />The grace of all that training <br />A cocked gun, ready <br />And all there is left to do <br />Produce your enemy's death <br /> <br />The shoulder pad spikes <br />Looming and threatening you <br />Cut of lead, too close <br />Oil of life running out fast <br />Lightheaded, shock and no more <br /> <br />Any of these things <br />The figure above could be <br />Artist presumed dead <br />Will never reveal the truth <br />What he was thinking and why<br /><br />Sir Lyon Downes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/9-4-stormtrooper-shadow-outline/
