For the Secret Keeper’s weekly writing prompt. The words to use are
WAR | LOUD | ESCAPE | RIGHT | JUMP
Far from the bloody, war-loud plain,
Beneath the hum-drum beat of rain
Or hail—nothing escapes the pain.
No pitch black wrong, no purest right,
Behind this leap into the night,
Or fall—the act’s rope slack, not tight.
A smothered squeal, a piercing cry,
A feathered bolt falls from the sky,
Or red-furred streak—all things must die.