As the snowflakes are scurrying,
our forces are battling the foe –
from trench to trench they’re hurrying.
Will it be too late? I won’t know.
It’s winter and here at the Front
I lie on this hillside in snow.
The Huns attack we tried to blunt.
Will it be too late? I won’t know.
When I fell, I knew it was bad,
though I’m wishing it were not so.
The waiting is driving me mad.
Will it be too late? I won’t know.
The love letter I sent to you
will surely be travelling slow.
The birth of our baby is due.
Will it be too late? I won’t know.
Dead heroes around me are piled,
and now it is my turn to go.
With my God I feel reconciled.
Will it be too late? I won’t know.
The sky overhead’s a soft blue;
bright red is my blood on the snow.
Red, white and blue – hold the line true!
Will it be too late? I won’t know.
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| Writing Prompt |
A kyrielle is made of quatrains (four lines) that rhyme (any rhyme scheme can be used). Each stanza (quatrain) has a line that repeats from the previous stanza. That line is usually the last line in the stanza, but it does not have to be. Each line is made up of eight syllables. There is no limit to the number of stanzas. A Kyrielle is usually made up of three or more stanzas. For this prompt, a minimum of three stanzas is required. |
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