Fictional Poem writting i made

[simshell]

A Shark In The High Blue  by Christian Helmersen -  {Simshell} that’s my name




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Awake

out of my cot to sirens of are pray coming for us

I run to my bird

I climb into this Shark of mine

teeth so lethal engines so awesome

I sit in awe of my hunter in my cockpit

I thrust the power of its engines forward to the max of eternity as it feels to me

I climb and climb to higher levels of the sky

from the ground to the thin air  of Germanys deathtrap

I make my fighting altitude

I hear
the radio flowing death through my ears   the cries and screams of my friends meeting there brave doom in our war of ours  

in this war of daily death and courage

ware aces are made and coffins are filled

soon I lay my eyes on my pray    
the 4 Engine Metal Monsters  flying for my land of mine

once again I make my stand to die for the Fatherland
once again I feel the urge to bail in such frightening streams of souls in the air

now is the time   I feel it coming
I feel them coming into my sights

I run the speed far above any little friend can reach
or a thunderbolts dive from the skies above

I see them almost within my guns

in this moment I feel the tears pour down my face

the curse of humanity set on me

that curse of feeling life behind a plane

that curse of knowing that 1 kill of a 17 means really 10 kills in this short burst of hell and fire into there bodies

and as I light my trigger I see the wings of the beast light up like a tree
and as I pass
I see no plane
no soul in the air

no life lives in that space of air anymore

this is WW2 and its hell in the skies above .




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Copyright 2006 Christian helmersen.

[Whisky58]

Marvellous use of metaphor and alliteration.

Byron would be proud, but shouldn't this be in a literary forum?

Regards,

[simshell]

i was unsure were to put it

[nirvana]

I would have gone with "engines so sweet" but that's just me,  Good poem at any rate!