Assaf1981 Posted April 13 Share Posted April 13 Behold these stones; Ancient, majestic stones, Standing for millennia, Forming a circle; What secrets held? What sights beheld By such stones: Tall, majestic, ancient. Behold the sky, A dark blue! Will it rain? Who can tell? Behold! Two teenagers, One a girl, One a boy, Both standing inside That very same Ancient stone circle, In bare feet. Behold these teens; One a yogini; A celtic brunette, And the other, A music fan, A fan of An obscure band, With swarthy skin And blond hair, Hailing from some Democratic mid-eastern country, Both staring down One another, unflinching, With their quarterstaves At the ready. Behold the boy, Ready to strike, Or rather, impatient. Behold the girl, Posing and taunting, Gracefully and silently Saying to him, Strike me now, If you dare! Swinging and thrusting, Dodging and parrying, using their quarterstaves; On and on Does it go, Their quarterstaff duel, And yet not One of them Scores a hit! Lemme say this; You’ve gotta give Them some credit; These two kids Are evenly matched; They must be, For them to Fight their duel For close to Half an hour! How does this writer Know so much details? Because he was there, Watching and recording Their intense quarterstaff duel. Behold this painting; See it capture That exact moment In time when They boldly displayed: All their determination, All their bravado, All their intensity, All their drive, All their gracefulness, All their finesse. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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