Warrior

I'm not a poet, but one of the ice breakers at a NaNoWriMo event I went to last week  was to write a poem use one of the items on the table for inspiration.

Warrior was what I ended up with, a constant reminder of why I write prose not poetry.

I am aged, but

I was eternal.

I am trivial, but

I was formidable.

I am sightless, but

I was all seeing.

I am small, but

I was vast.

I am worn, but

I was vibrant.

I am treasured, but

I was entrusted.

I am lifeless, but.

I was ferocious.

I am for them, but

I was for him.

Imaginary cookies to anyone who can guess what I'm talking about.

-Aaron