Epic Poetry by Cliff Wallace
Gladiators
Serve
a Purpose
as T.V.
Does
Conan
Would
be
King
of the
Circus
All
Would
Fall
Man
Beast
or God
I have
Conquered
All
In my
Quest
to be
Ruled
by No
Hand
but my
Own
Discarded
Dreams
of Immortality
&
Meat
Puppets
that Scream
of Blood
that Flows
like Sand
Reanimated
Man
the Damned
the Canopy
of Colors
&
the
Caress
of Chill
Winds
Ushers
In
Thoughts
of the
Harvest
&
the
Promise
of the
Hearth
Fire
Dreams
of Howling
Wolves
Both
Beast
&
Man
Driven
Down
From
the Hinder
Land
One
Against
the Pack
All
Curs
Not
a Man
To Swell
&
Crush
Beneath
your Hand
the Fools
&
Fops
Who
Thought
they Can
Hold you
Down
&
Press
you
Back
After Years
of War
&
the Trumpets
Roar
of Blood
that Wont
Come
Clean
Down
Dirt
Trodden
Roads
To
a Home
I have
Only
Known
In Distant
Memory
Starving
Word
Smith
Taking
Inspiration
Where
I am
Solo
Act
One Man
Free
Spirit
not Burdened
Down
by Others
Demands
Left
to Wander
&
Stand
the Best
I can
© 2014 Cliff Wallace. All rights reserved
A Product of the 80s.
Heavily Influenced
By the Music & Art of that Era.
Glenn Danzig, Blackie Lawless,
& Doro Pesch.
My First
& Finest Friends
were Books.
E.R. Burroughs, H.P. Lovecraft,
R.E. Horward, & Michael Moorcock.
Not to Mention Gor & Dimension X.
Not just the Words of These Great Artists,
but the Covers by Frazetta & Whelan.
The Savage Sword of Conan, Berzerker,
Heavy Metal & Weird Tales.
My Sites Name
Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy
Is a Homage to the Sword Saint:
Miyamoto Musashi.
Facebook: Ink and Iron Heroic Fantasy
Web site: Ink and Iron Heroic Fantasy
Interests Other than Above
Plow/Ox/Roof/Fool: Western Sword Play,
Swimming, Weights, Isometrics, Breathing,
Walking, Meditation & the Dream of Writing.
Melvin Clifford Wallace III
