FG3... Rise of the Groth...(Part 6)
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Echoes of Defeat
We marched to the fore, With bravery and might, Hopes of wining battle, But our hopes were out of sight. The fight hard and long, swords and spell clashed in the dark, with the echoes of defeat, weighing heavy on our hearts. We fought wit
FG3... Rise of the Groth...(Part 9)
Breathless, “The Twitch”, arrived at the entrance to Faerie Land, She delved into her bag, passing things from hand to hand, Until finally she found a piece of white rag, And with some string, tied it to her broomstick to make a truce flag, This
FG3... Rise of the Groth...(Part 5)
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Legend of Mara (Part XVII)
Now you might think that making Bier is easy and that anyone can do it. You are so wrong. Bier making is a secret handed down from father to son or if there is no son than another is chosen to learn the secret as was the case with Dietfried. Ekkeh
Legend of Mara (Part XXVI)
Mara when she was born was a beautiful baby and as she grew she was a beautiful child. In her teenage years she was an exceptional beauty and sent many hearts crashing just by smiling at them. But today words could not describe her beauty. It was alm
Legend of Mara (Part XXIX)
First in line were to be the six midwives for they were the first to bring her into the world. In the spirit of goodwill and forgiveness all six midwives agreed to let Gresunda, even though no longer a midwife, go first. Tears streamed down Gresunda’
Imaginary play
Wanted to try some thing for my son.
Bridge To??? (Part II)
I can hear the sound my feet make The hollow sound on the rough wooden boards It shatters the quietness of the night Yet there appears to be no-one here to hear it One, two, three, four, five, six steps I start counting them as I cross this br
Legend of Mara (Part XLII)
Day 5 It was getting closer and closer to the day. Today was a funny sort of day. Not really wet but you could almost cut the humidity with a knife. Or in other words if you hung out a towel it would get wet instead of dry. it was the sort of day
Supernova
Micro-poetry written for #FridayPhrases #FP on Twitter and The Micropoets Society
Legend of Mara (Part XLVII)
Slowly he awoke and smelled the air. Something was not right. For one thing he could not hear the sound of the forest. He could hear no animals as they made their way through the forest. Where was the morning call of the Cuckoo echoing throughout the
The Well
This is what happens when you think of your self to much.
Beneath the World Tree
An ancient Norse myth gets a modern retelling as Loki, god of fire and mischief, ventures... Beneath the World Tree. (I originally posted this at the Starlite Cafe poetry site back in 2010, under the name Grailknight777.)
Legend Of The Black Dove (Part 9)
The continuing adventures of the Black Dove and his friends as they are trapped in a time paradox. Written : 30th July 2013 Edited: Marikia
The Dragon
I love dragons and a lot of my poems, drawings are about them.
Legend Of The Black Dove (Part 10 B)
The Story Continues. Because of the long story it has been written in two parts A & B. because of formatting restrictions by CS.
The Coven
When the world turns 'round, and the moon looks down and the river cries and weeps. Then on a fateful night, under the stars so bright, the witches coven shall meet. But fear ye not, you cowardly lot, for they bring nothing but bliss. And
sleep
Where do I go When I am a sleep I am there in body and soul Hours pass so quick Am I in my body as I sleep I do not no Do I walk out of my mind and soul Where do I go I ponder this In my waking hours My mind is blank for this I p
Announcement!
I dont know either...
Legend of Mara (Part L)
He drifted on the sea for days. He was starting to really suffer from thirst when a sudden downpour filled a bucket with fresh clean water. The rain hit his sail and ran down straight into the bucket. He quenched his thirst and once again thought tha
(The Spine Or The Robot)
See this and hear it in front of you or in the back of your spin. cracks and rolls in the ball kicks my head up is my own temple of the body. lies and tells some truth in the mind I act in millions or letters is the numbers that you count. is the bon
Some Days it is Better to Stay in Bed (Part1)
Here it is 3:17 am and I'm waiting for my train. I've just come from a party where the host played, I don't know what sort of music you'd call it. It had a heavy beat, all about death, and loud. Did I say it was loud? It was so loud that eve
ravel
this is to make you smile no matter who you are
Is it you or is it I
just imagination at work..not based on any event..
Clouds
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Purple Pendragon
anyone will knowledge of Druids will know of this myth just a bit of fun
The Troll
I believe it has knobbly knees and a bulbous nose. And sparse fly away hair and ears of cob. Its' mouth is grim with pointed rotten teeth and a mole upon the chin with a white hair pointed in. Its' feet are bare and black with filth. The legs an
The love Of One
He searches the lands from high above, looking for his soul mate trying to find his love before it all to late, his body battered and worn, slowly leaking his golden life force, for he was in a war to protect her life, he suffered fatal wounds, to gi
Figment of My Imagination
Your complexity Intensifies me Walking away You turn around Brooding, and Exuding confidence You think… And you hesitate, Watching… Every move I make You wait, and you bait You contemplate… Your natural inclinations To take To break To
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Legend of Mara (Part XXVIII)
“Please all forgive me,” said Gresunda, “I spent many days adrift on the sea in the Skuddle and I was rescued by the Gods. I know that I cannot make attonement but please let me stay and watch the wedding and then I will leave again.” She then turned
The House is Mine
My family put me in an old age home To die like an old man here all alone They said it was because I was talking to a ghost A strange thing I never really meant to boast But she wanted my house for herself to claim She had nowhere else to go,
astrotour
say hi to the neighbours
Legend of Mara (Part XXI)
As they arrived back at the village they were met by the villagers. All were amazed by the size of the kill. There would be plenty of meat for everyone for a long time to come. Mara scanned the hills looking for her beloved Hulderic. It was only when
Fairy Dance (Shadow Challenge)
in response to the shadow challenge sent me...
The Mirror
In front of the mirror I stand, staring at my reflection. I have changed so much over the last few years. My face had smoothed out and most of my wrinkles had disappeared. It seems like it was only yesterday that I awoke to the sound of soil being
Lonely Dreamer
Weird dream ever...
gods chair
Sitting in gods chair Will he mind or make a fuss Will he throw a tantram And bounce on a cloud Jump up and down And below out loud How dare you sit in my seat Have to no respect I'll send you to the devil You wicked litlle man A
a million lightyears away.
this poem is about the possibility, of most actions. when people build plans for the future. there is always change as a constant factor in developments. I may express it Cosmo logical. though in most actions according to the Cosmos there is always doubt. so never a certainty, but people need to choose or don't choose at al
pillows of ice
lay you down on pillows of ice next to dreams and good advice was i in your mind in your soul feeling your heart you was mine forever and in dreams we would dance a liquid dance of life fallen beond what is wrong and right
Legend of Mara (Part XLVIII)
There he could finally see it. The sight terrified him. It was a river of ants. Not just any ants but the most deadliest ants known. Nothing could stop them. They would consume anything and everything in it’s path. Behind them there would be nothing