1 shot
Through the mists
For the marching band
To a triumphant
Start
Time stops, and the roar
From the crowd stills
Once again, never again

Given a year
I muster
All my strength
For this night
I see within
A sanctuary which
I shall lose myself
Upon
Those patterns
Engraved inside

I forwarded
Until dawn
And the scene
Flashed in the
Brisk morning air
Whilst
Glittering gunpowder
Gently fell atop
My bowlerhat
Giving it, a
Bitter sweet smell.

Fresh
Was the sound
Of trumpets guiding us
Navigating the
Distant horizon

Glimpsed the rain
I closed my eyes
For a seconds
Slept, without
A moment’s remorse

Here, I saw
The fire walk
On waves, counting
#1, 2 and 3
I saw
The touch that
We so seeth
Fire, caress me

Awake…
I found myself
In the middle of everything
"A mud pond?"

Marching, suddenly
Raising my rifle against
The glaring of the storm
Destroying what was left
Of my very legs
All for this
One chance to
Set the fire ablaze!

Time resumed
And the bubble burst
Kalinka was sung
And the crowd roared
Once again, never again

Eccer, this is a difficult , very lyrical piece of poetry with lots of substance and volume.
It needs to sink in for a while as I have to answer various questions first to myself and thereafter
ask you, if totally astray.
To these questions belong:what stands "the bubble burst" for, why did there was one chance to set the fire ablaze and what does it stand for?
Eccer, you blew my mind. But this challenge must be faced,lol

Hi amaryn, "The bubble burst" is basically what every entertainer/performer/athlete etc... forms to shield himself from any surrounding distraction, to put an complete focus on the ask ahead.

This piece is an spin off, kinda. Of my service time in the army, it describes the war within so to say. And I wanted to put some scenery to it, so I created some old war esque kind of a thing... and I think it worked somehow. Let me show you a video, to give you clue about what I did there and why I mentioned kalinka at the last stanza xD http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QtsAGzuGfQU