There I stand, from atop a hill.
There I am, beneath the sill.

A window to the west, the war-wounded love.
A shadow from the south, a blazing shroud above.

Mangus recoils sunlight from his astral throne.
Deep Folk once sought it, breaking chain and bone.

There I stand, from atop a hill.
There I am, wondering still.

A valley of stars, binding to a viper.
The blackest of hands, paying the silver piper.

Lorkhan builds tragedies from his unseen pool.
Enlightened Ones vanish, for the eyes that are cruel.

There I stand, from atop a hill.
There I am, feeling every chill.

A meadow of frozen grass, bending in the wind.
The palest of eyes, searching the Child from within.

Azura plans in solemness from her twilight clouds.
Unborn women weeping within the howling sounds.

There I stand, from atop a hill.
There I am, bracing for the kill.

A land of scorched rock, none left to admire.
Six glowing visages, dressed in angelic attire.

Man and Mer running from the deafening bellow.
All of them disarmed, stunned by the deepest tremolo.

There I stand, from atop the hill.
There I am, grasping threads no one ever will.

This is the first poem I've seen posted on the forum, and I'd have to say it is pretty good. Short and not time consuming. Good job.

I'm not much for poetry.

However, this is a good one - I liked the imagery that you utilized here, as well as the Lore.

Nice rhythm, and effective use of a theme/motif (There I stand, from atop a hill). Almost musical to read.

This is one I really appreciate! Good job!

Great poetry. I must say, I've never been a big fan of it, but this is masterful. Way to keep up the rhymes/scheme.

I use to do a poem a day on the forums a while back. That lasted like a week before life took hold of my time. I have to admit though, this would've been a fine addition to the thread.

-Dren