Word whispered out, “It’s on tonight.”
Warriors rounded into one
Lightest armor and weapons chose
Into evening we would run
King and men flanked ridges around
Insuring foe’s defeat
Queen and court made ready for fight
Stockpiling bastions for retreat
Advancing slow on sleeping foes
Ice water soon to break
Projectiles at the ready
Balloons will abruptly awake
© 2011 Michael Yost
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