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We Will Be Your Bards For The Evening

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  • December 3, 2016

    I am touched, Phil, thanks. I really mean it. 

     

     

  • Member
    December 4, 2016

    I can only repeat what Phil said Lissette. Don't confuse your masterful writings to my incoherent howling.

    It's the last day everyone so come on and get involved. Remember, your work here counts towards Creativity Month.

  • Member
    December 4, 2016

    I've done it! I've made poetry with the Adoring Fan! *maniacal laughter*

     

    In all honesty, though, I like how this came out. I'll post it here because really, why not? Hope you all enjoy! (PS: Finding a rhyme for 'Azura' was really fun)

     

    The Grand Champion

    Ian S. McClure

     

    By Azura, by Azura, by Azura!

    My legs begin to shake.

    'Tis the Champion I worship with much bravura!

    And now my soul begins to ache.

     

    My only and greatest desire,

    is to witness your art.

    Your gladiatorial combat fire,

    is the longing of my heart.

     

    The cheering of the crowd,

    which you always partake of.

    It is always incredibly loud!

    But not louder than my love.

     

    Yes, love. Love!

    A most curious thing.

    My desires for you soar like a dove,

    and this is why I do sing.

     

    So, Grand Champion,

    please don't leave me behind again.

    For you I feel a grand affection,

    and to be together would be zen.

     

    So, by Azura, by Azura, by Azura,

    I ask to follow you once more.

    For you are the Champion I worship with bravura,

    And it is you that I adore.

  • December 4, 2016

    In Wandering deep in Skyrim caves, 

    As the day light progressively fades we found ourselves entombed in a blue abyss.

    Discovering the remnants of long past ages,

    Unraveling mysteries defying all natural laws, mocking even the great Sithis !

     

    Those sciences are out of reach,

    for we cannot understand what has been created by alien mind.

    We loot and we pick dry this place, for what is shiny will make us rich !

    Between echoes of clicking materials, sudenly a steam hissing from behind...

     

    An inorganic monster glittering in the dark, limb tips like shards

    this is the last sight we saw before spilling innards.

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    This is a short one.

    It's a good exercise, i must say. It takes some time though xD... I hope this is readable and contains sens. 

    I take the time to read what you've been writing so far, and it's very entertaining! A lot of good ryhm ;)

  • Member
    December 4, 2016

    *Tenebrous 

    Oh dear Hircine this made me laugh. I couldn't get the image of the Adoring Fan out of my head. Do yourself a favour and dig out a picture of him for this. 

    *Molicha

    I'm so glad you've taken the step to join in. As your poem goes, it isn't half bad either. Well done you !! Looking forwards to seeing more of your work.

     

    *To everyone who would like to take part but they feel they aren't proficient enough or skilled with words or even if they feel just a little bit intimidated in placing their work for all to see.

     

    The more we read the more we write

    The easier it is to spread our light.

    Words are written songs are sung

    And through the blog we share our tongue.

     

    More members join our ranks 

    to those and the others we give our thanks.

    Tis not a fail when we write, we quote.

    Tis the written word which keeps The Story Corner afloat.

     

    Sotek Loyal Hound of Hircine

     

  • Member
    December 4, 2016

    Here is my effort for the Bard for a day, I hope you all like it

     

     What is love beteen two hearts

    that swears at first they never part

    to share my joy to cheer when sad

    the greatest love a man did have

    but at loves end, a fearful fracture

    tearful eyes at loves departure

    all is well now, years have passed

    heart will n'er forget the last

    of loves proud boast that left me stricken

    Beware young hearts when thee are smitten.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

  • Member
    December 4, 2016

    Bonelord........  hearts loss is such sweet sorrow.

     

     

  • Member
    December 4, 2016

    Ok here's a wierd one. Not that the poems weird but the insperation behind it. 

    I reffer to Bonelords piece. What is Love between two hearts. (Don't ask how that led to this, I really don't know but it did).

     

    Skyrim Spring

     

    Winters hold is failing,

    The ice and snow! It melts!

    The sun climes higher over the mountains

    The warmth of spring is felt.

     

    It started with a whispering howl

    A wee faint whine or whimper.

    Twelve small paws patter on the ground

    A new wolf pack forms; a litter.

     

    From the ground it hit,

    Did the acorn split.

    Roots and stem combined.

    The birth of a mighty oak,

    When its trunk and roots unwind.

     

    Upon the mountain in a nest.

    The egg! I heard it crack.

    A single hawk returns,

    To feed the young that hatched.

     

    A doe lies panting,

    While it’s new fawn tries to stand.

    The stag pokes it with his nose,

    Trying to give the fawn a hand.

     

    Blossom in the trees,

    Plants they start to flower.

    Dormant grass turns to green,

    When springs rains start to shower.

     

    A lake once was frozen from winters touch

    But now the fish swim free.

    The salmon tackle the rapids

    To form a new family.

     

    Out of the cave the bears do tread.

    They want to eat and play.

    Best not disturb the mating bears,

    The grizzly will growl, warning you away.

     

    Rabbits in the burrows.

    There’s more and more each day.

    You’d think the foxes and their cubs,

    Would scare the rabbits touché  

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    A dragonfly upon the pond,

    Its wings flap as it hovers.

    Red, greens, yellow, blue.

    Lots of bright pretty colors.

     

    The winters winds are falling,

    Sweet scents are in the air.

    When you walk around Skyrim,

    Look around and see what else is there.

     

    So what else lives in Skyrim?

    Many a man and girl.

    Beware those you meet though.

    For some are covered in fur.

  • Member
    December 4, 2016

    Wow man, that is really good, I need to spend more time in here, really!!!!

  • Member
    December 4, 2016

    No need it has been sorted, nice one Todd