Prancing abreast all in a row
Five on steeds with caissons in tow
Proud cavaliers ride straight and tall
Brigade in strength some big some small
So proud, well-read
Some young, some old
Well-bred, well-fed
No fear, each bold!
Adorned with class, berets of gold
Elite recruits to war were led
Each clash hard-fought; triumphs come slow
Encamped, worn out from blow-by-blow
Pain was real after each brawl
Platoons down sized; untold would fall
Wounded, or dead
Forlorn, tired, cold
Numbed by bloodshed
Their tears controlled
Shoulder upon shoulder, they hold
Chargers, fighters; heroes were bred
Remorse forgot,
the brave are not!
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Author Notes
Potlatch Poetry Challenge: A decatain is a stanza of ten lines. This format has two, thus the "duo" designation.
Created by our good friend and fellow FanStorian, Treischel
RULES
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1. The meter is either iambic or trochaic, or a mixture of both.
2. There are two 10 line stanzas followed by a rhyming couplet.
3. The lines are a mix of tetrameter and dimeter with the following syllable counts:
8888444488 8888444488 44
4. The rhyme scheme in EACH decatain is:
aabbcdcddc (but the rhymes can vary between the stanzas).
5. The couplet rhyme is ee.
I used a mostly iambic with a couple of trohiac stanzas
Definitions: Cassion - (historical) a chest or wagon for holding or conveying ammunition
Prise - (verb) regard highly; think much of
Thanks for the use of; Do not cry by cleo85 on FanArtReview.com
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