Through Fallen SkyWhatever they are doing here, it is with ill intent,Through Fallen Sky by ClaireAlison
and we had warning once before, when they came sailing by.
They stand warm and strong beneath their scarlet tent,
foreign eyes gaze up, as if it were a circus sky,
partaking of their wine and intercourse of minds,
as well as with our women,
and wondering if the games be easy or if they'll have to try.
This is the test, as Caesar came to try his hand,
yet still came out the other side with nothing but a bragging pride
and the blood of plenty to scribe his lies.
While outside breeds foul discontent,
as best-bred horses go racing on
with harnessed chariot at their backs,
turning golden cartwheels in their wake;
The game is almost on.
Churning up our precious earth, furrows made for the seeds of rebellion,
for weeping blood to be sown;
The mother, she must have her fill, of either side to drink
once all the ravens have flown.
Clods of turf go flying high and once again are trampled by
the wheels of carts, by hobnailed boots,
by leather s
|Group Guidelines |
There is now a submission limit of 3 deviations a week. This is to ensure that member’s inboxes do not get flooded, and that each piece submitted gets the attention it deserves.
Everyone is encouraged to view and comment on the submissions. Even if you know nothing about a specific craft, artists and craftsmen appreciate feedback. If nothing else, say what you like about a specific piece.
Deviations in the Featured folder will often be changed, in order to keep things fresh, and give each piece an opportunity in the spotlight.
|More Journal Entries|