Demon Blade

A lighthearted poem about the demise of the Lord Of Death and his demon blade.

“I am the Lord of Death,” he said,

As he wielded the Demon Blade.

“I've made countless legions of the dead,

I don't know how many I've slayed.”

“Their shades cry out my name,

As they stalk the astral plane.

They are the stakes in our cosmic game,

My sword thrives on their pain.”

The sword howled and screamed,

As it sought to trap my soul.

The demon that possessed it dreamed

Of sucking all life into a black hole.

“Every soul the Demon Blade drinks

Adds years on to my life.

I have learned how the evil blade thinks,

I feed it on chaos and strife.”

“I have already lived for a thousand years.

I plan to live for a thousand more.

I will create a vale of tears,

Wading through blood and gore.”

The Demon Blade shrieked as the Lord attacked,

It whirled, it thrust, it slashed.

My foot caught, I stumbled, recovered and backed.

I twirled, I fled, I dashed.

When I was sufficiently far away,

I turned to make my stand.

I felt it was time to have my say,

It was not to go the way he planned.

“You may have lived a thousand years,” I said,

“But you are really not too bright.

If you had a single thought in your head,

You wouldn't bring a knife to a gunfight.”

The Lord of Death looked puzzled,

As he saw my weapon rise,

He gazed straight down the muzzle,

As I shot him right between the eyes.

The Demon Blade moaned and wailed,

As I melted the damned thing down.

Now it's nothing but pretty jewellery,

Worn by the ladies in my town.

© 2017 The Iron Horseman

Author's Note

Just a little something to make you smile, with a grateful nod to authors Steven Erikson and the late Michael Moorcock, who provided the inspiration.

Reviews

[Karen Redburn]

Hello, what a lovely write up. At first as I was reading images of the mess the world is in came to mind. As I neared the end of the story I smiled for sure. How much fun is it to defeat the lord of death because he ain't too smart. Great poem. Cheers!

[The Iron Horseman]

Thank you, Karen. I'm glad your mind works in similar fashion to my own - it was thinking about the mess that the world is in that inspired this poem. Then I started thinking about how Michael Woorcock's characters would enjoy today's chaos and my sense of humour kicked in. :)
So glad you liked it.

[Karen Redburn]

You're welcome, look forward to reading more!

[ohmygiggles]

Funny! I loved the ending.

[The Iron Horseman]

Thank you, Giggles. That's what it's for - to make you giggle!

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

Enjoyed the turn and ending of this piece... truly an entertaining tale, with a great finish!

[The Iron Horseman]

Thanks, Travis. I hope the ending made you smile; that was my intent!

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

That it did, friend!

[The Iron Horseman]

Yay! :D.......

[Paul Bell]

So the moral of this story is.
If you're going to go up against dirty harry with a knife.
Be prepared to lose your life.
Cos, boy, he's packing a gun.
A big gun.
So do your best.
Take a swing.
Dig the epitaph.
Now a diamond 'ring.'

[The Iron Horseman]

Thanks, Paul. Yes, jewellery for the lady of your choice, available at very reasonable prices. May cause nightmares and/or shortness of breath. :)

[Paul Bell]

Mans worse nightmare. Passing the jewelers.

[The Iron Horseman]

Lol! You got that right! Mind you, once you're past the sense of relief is overwhelming.

[Coyote Poetry]

A perfect ending to the story in the poetry. I liked the characters and the battle. Even demon blades must be melted and forgotten. Thank you for sharing the entertaining write.
Coyote

[The Iron Horseman]

Thank you, Coyote. I am glad you enjoyed it. I don't want to encounter a demon blade though!

[Coyote Poetry]

I did enjoy your work and you are welcome. A Demon blade. A one time meeting.

[Poetic Beauty]

Quite the story telling in this piece and I loved the ending but I’m afraid of what the metal next to ladies skin would do to her mental state. Great writing

[The Iron Horseman]

Lol! Thank you, PB. The melting down in the furnace is supposed to have annihilated the demon, but who knows? Perhaps it would have just enjoyed the warmth! We will have to keep a careful eye on the ladies! :)

[Poetic Beauty]

Lol yes keep an eye on those ladies

[barleygirl]

Quite imaginative way to blend violence & humor! Your rhyming is well-done & the rhythm is pretty good, with the exception of a longer line or two. I love the way you use dynamic verbs to paint this as an action scene. And of course, we all love to see the beast slaughtered. I found myself having flashbacks of our current strife-filled politics with The Chump at the helm! *sigh!* (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[The Iron Horseman]

Thank you, my friend. Your comment about the Chump made me laugh aloud, because I was envisioning him when I wrote it! I find it amazing that you did the same thing, as there is no reference in the poem at all to provoke it. Perhaps you are psychic? lol.
Happy New Year.

[barleygirl]

Since you're Canadian, I felt it all the more unlikely that you were writing this with a Chump on your shoulder *wink! wink!*

[The Iron Horseman]

We have a Wimp instead of a chump! :)

[barleygirl]

Good one! *smile*