By Arcadian on
Friday, October 22, 2004
Friday, July 30, 2004
The crow circled and settled
on the delicate branch of the poplar tree
An all seeing eye saw below:
The letter Lambda imprinted on interlocked shields.
All raised high above burnished horse-haired crescent helmets
with long red manes and cloaks swaying,
To blockout the black rain of arrows
King Leonidas, your delta formation to
cleave the Medean onslaught
and the valve of fallen Spartan brothers
to block the pass of Thermopylae
could only hold for so long
Smile, the enigmatic smile and embrace
Thanatos: the sweet death
Outnumbered with dire odds, nothing is ever easy
though your brave Spartans will die on this mound
Word will get out
our spirits will lift at your brave stance
and give the Hellenes, time to prepare at Salamis.
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