Description: This is the first draft of this poem. In case you find the lines confuseing, the site doesn't allow the longer lines that i have and pushes the end to a new line. otherwise, enjoy and tell me what you think.
Through the fury of the sea -------------------------------------------
Through the fury of the sea
the long ship defiantly goes on
Heaving in the sweeping swells
A speck of wood in a world of violent blue
The carved dragon on its bow bares it’s teeth and seems to roar
challenging the wind that ravages the bodies of ship’s warrior sailors
shrilly howling like a banshee frustrated in her failure
to overpower the will of the Vikings into terror
With their fear submissive to their discipline and determination
their faces grimace as they move the oars with their powerful arms
the hair of their beards wet from the spray
of the waves pounding against the resilient hull
Lightning cracks the dark sky, it must be Thor himself
watching their resolve and bravery
as Njord, the mighty god of the sea
tries to break them with his intensity
testing their skills of seamanship
Though the rain pours upon them
and the bitter cold bites their skin
they are of one mind and will
Their hearts still burn with resolve and brotherhood
in the fierce chaotic hell around them
I really like the imagery in this one. It is quite vibrant and alive with descriptions and I lliked how you used characters the audience could relate to, like the use of Thor, and Njord.
I am guessing this was more of a imagery test, to see how well you could describe such a scene, but also tell of something extraordinary, determination.
I loved how you described everything around this crew, giving them so much to work past but then in the last few lines it says they are still going, still moving with a fire in thier hearts. And it is amazing.
Submission Name: Through the fury of the sea
