A Storm-Host, With Lightning Swords Poem by james watkin

A Storm-Host, With Lightning Swords



A storm-host, with lightning swords
And thunderous gallop.
Just think; as fierce lit tis, as loud
Advancing each shock o'er

It shadows, faint, which image
In this forecast outlined.
Has, as Lord of Lords, at the head
A rain of death, precedes
Whom, as judge no fear to, concedes
But for shame does cower.

Wednesday, March 8, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: storm,prophecy
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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