Cry we all toward places unnamed <br />Rise above the crested hills <br /> <br />Yell we will - shattering door frames <br />Plundering thoughts of plovered wills <br /> <br />Tear at the wallpaper - reveal the grain <br />Ink the slate - etched by wound-dipped quills <br /> <br />Crouch, prowl - ready to pounce on game <br />Brandishing swords, blaring trumpets shrill <br /> <br />Arching backs, phosphorescent wicks aflame <br />Ridding netted fish of scales and smelly gills <br /> <br />Driving forward, driven onward - scourging rain<br /><br />Frederick Kesner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cry-petey-i-see-bards-rounding-the-bend/
