Fezzik's Rhyming Thread

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Mordred

Standing still, the beast takes in the scent, soon submerged within it's flood.

Powerful this red nectar be, morphing all life within down new, dark roads
*See Pillory*

Ephemera

Quote from: Mordred on October 05, 2011, 04:20:32 PM

Powerful this red nectar be, morphing all life within down new, dark roads

The thirst pulses through your veins, while joy at each new possibility explodes.

You never sleep anymore, instead you while away the day staring at the ceiling.
“I bleed myself to be your drink:  Is not the blood of poets—ink?”   ―William Soutar
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Geil

Seeing nought but visions of the future. While your sanity is peeling
away to leave only the core, no more, no less. Ready to be reborn.

Poetry in Emotion
Variety is the spice of life - I'll have the vindaloo please.
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Mordred

Writhing inside new forming skin, agony filling the mind with scorn.

Descending once again into depths where even shadows dare not play
*See Pillory*

Kay Tana

For if there you should blunder forever shall you stay.

Heed this warning , be fast and true to escape your mortal doom.

Ephemera

Day is falling, darkness looms, make your flight on willow broom.

Find the shadows, flee the light, deep into the autumn night!
“I bleed myself to be your drink:  Is not the blood of poets—ink?”   ―William Soutar
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I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.” ~Nin  Working on: Ink Blood Spilled

Geil

Flee the trees; charge at the sky, and let the darkened clouds take fright.

Bind the wind and fly on high to seek the secret place of safety.

Poetry in Emotion
Variety is the spice of life - I'll have the vindaloo please.
A&A Games O&O

Ephemera

Forget all your anxiety, who needs to heed propriety?

The time has come to prowl, take to the skies and howl!
“I bleed myself to be your drink:  Is not the blood of poets—ink?”   ―William Soutar
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I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.” ~Nin  Working on: Ink Blood Spilled

Geil

So don the darkened cowl.  Stalk souls who run afoul

Of the drenching elemental fury of the coming storm.

Poetry in Emotion
Variety is the spice of life - I'll have the vindaloo please.
A&A Games O&O

stellastar

See the billowing clouds, how they come to form

Take my hand and come away with me
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Mordred

Towards the shimmering darkness of that nearby towering tree

Don't worry 'bout the howling voices, the other side will come quite fast
*See Pillory*

Ephemera

Close your eyes, take a sip, linger, savor, make it last.

Open them now, everything's changed, too late to turn back.

“I bleed myself to be your drink:  Is not the blood of poets—ink?”   ―William Soutar
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I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.” ~Nin  Working on: Ink Blood Spilled

Mordred

How 'bout then, in this wild case, we see how high they stack?

Within the mind, what harm can come, by flipping every other switch?
*See Pillory*

Galanthor

it could makeus all rich!

Poem for Mordred: Roses are red, Vampires are blue...

Mordred

Pulse is so teasing, as it whispers it's clue.

Just when the dead think they figure it out,
*See Pillory*

Breathless Intent

Along came a certain sparkling lout.

Once upon a time, in a land long forgotten

Galanthor

A dwarf ate a bread, half rotten

He didn't reallize it wasn't fresh.

Mordred

Had to see a specialist, in Bangladesh.

In his best suit, the imp hopped on a plane
*See Pillory*

Rinzler

Only to discover, with a surfeit of disdain,

That he was in economy, and flying Ryanair.

Geil

No leg room; no luggage; no meals; no fair!

Above the Atlantic his sanity snapped.

Poetry in Emotion
Variety is the spice of life - I'll have the vindaloo please.
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Galanthor

...because he felt so trapped.

He yell out "bomb"!

Mordred

Yet the passengers remained strangely calm.

Into the toilet, the strange dwarf was held,
*See Pillory*

Rinzler

And to the smell still there, and yet to be dispelled,

He added some more, for he was very afraid.

Mordred

With bin bags and duct tape, with him the smell stayed.

Yet wicked little thing, the creature plotted revenge,
*See Pillory*

Breathless Intent

by plotting to destroy Stonehenge!

That dastardly plot was derailed,