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Re: RPF Poetry Club

Post by UmbraSight » Wed Jun 27, 2018 7:48 pm

- Precipice
one foot above - the juncture
there - with the sweep
of wind
- a challenge to -
weary muscles - fair
do we place faith in
air -
or -
step back - feel
the rush of blood
through veins -
knowing wolves -
are there?
//… and it was there, and her blade flicked out catching only air. She backed from the door, worn floorboards shivering with each misplaced step...// Fall of the Aelir Isles, Vol. III

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Re: RPF Poetry Club

Post by KittycatCookie » Wed Jun 27, 2018 8:48 pm

Ive never written poems before but i wanted to give it a shot
SECRET DESIRES

A soundless sound
A sightless sight
In the night
On the ground

A silhouette
Dark and small
With itself bet
To do it all

Dreams are lost,
Hearts are broken.
The growing silhouette
Has now spoken;

"Live I want;
In harmony,
In deepest peace,
Finally."

The lightless light
At nightless night;
The silhouette
Tortured by fright.

Deepest wishes
Stay unfulfilled
Thus the silhouette
Must be killed
By his own hand
By his own heart

The silhouette
Dead on the ground
What a sightless sight
With a soundless sound.
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Re: RPF Poetry Club

Post by UmbraSight » Wed Jun 27, 2018 10:49 pm

Black on black is a little hard to read
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Re: RPF Poetry Club

Post by KittycatCookie » Thu Jun 28, 2018 4:10 am

Oh sorry! On my screen its white on black. Lemme fix that!
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Re: RPF Poetry Club

Post by UmbraSight » Thu Jun 28, 2018 6:22 pm

Much better, thanks!
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Re: RPF Poetry Club

Post by Zavier Antiguar » Sat Aug 25, 2018 3:45 pm

A few crappy poems about Medieval stuff, I guess.
-------------------------------------
In my hands, a broken sword
Once of mighty make.
I've gone and seen and fought quite hard
But only now does it break.
In my time of need, no less, does this blade bear rust.
But if I now lie down my sword,
My life ends, with the worth of dust.
So hilt in hand, a shattered edge
I carry into war,
And hopes that I may live this day
Are brighter than before.
-------------------------------------
"A fight indeed!" says the knight, armor glowing atop his horse.
"Today we fight, and glorious death must truely be thy course!"
"So charge, brave knight," jeers the knave, no blade of sorts in hand.
"Come charge and find your doom!" he shouts, boasting to the man.
"Never a knave such as you," roars Knight, "has ever crossed my path!
But I'll kill you, thief, to show that I can use my people's wrath.
Have at thee knave, thou worming scum,
Thou dim-witted blight!"
I dare say knaves won that day,
though how was not for sight.
But one thing to be learned I think, is never kill for show...
I killed the man that fought this knave,
And so stories I can grow.
-------------------------------------
I am but a simple man,
A blacksmith from the glen.
I often times make great blades
For mighty, greater men.
I dream too large, that one day I will be
A hero knight, eternally honored,
Remembered throughout history.
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Re: RPF Poetry Club

Post by Wint » Sat Aug 25, 2018 4:45 pm

They're so good!!!!
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Post by Zavier Antiguar » Sat Aug 25, 2018 4:58 pm

I'm definitely not sure about the middle one being any good at all... That one's a bit choppy.
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Re: RPF Poetry Club

Post by Wint » Sat Aug 25, 2018 5:04 pm

The change in POV was a bit confusing, but nothing serious.
I found the last line in the last poem a bit long compared to the one before it that it was supposed to rhyme with, but maybe I just didn't have the right rhythm, if there was one in the first place.
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Re: RPF Poetry Club

Post by Zavier Antiguar » Sat Aug 25, 2018 5:11 pm

Yeah, I had meant to cut off the 'and' in that last line, maybe capitalize 'remembered'
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