Mountain easels for vanity of kings.
The precious stone squandered for pride of the unworthy.
The chip chip of centuries bringing down the bones of the earth.
Busts and Equestrians, Statues and Bas-reliefs.
All adorn the diminished mountains.
For power, deserved or not, emanates from these works.
Shaped as the stone was shaped, strengthened by the art of stone.
Princes undo the work of Kings - a cycle repeated.
Until now.
A new King. A new Rule. A circle Broken.
A Plan to arise the bones of the earth and make things anew.
The old must perish to nourish the new.
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January 14, 2012, 18:47
My attempt at this style, with a bit of odd prose to boot.
January 19, 2012, 8:03
They are going to make new mountains to replace the ones lost to ahem monumental erosion?
January 21, 2012, 18:53
I really like it, I like the prose style as well. So they are going tear down the statues and quarry new stone replace them.
A brave man to show free verse poetry to crass obvious gamers