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• Post #854608

  >day 846 i drew a bridge into the sand your catalyst my sacrifice we only do what we must everywhere you would step but across out of sight out of line out of your goddamned mind with words like thousand needles how deep you cut how long i bleed together we shall drain all blood of meaning let us not embrace before the grand collapse and then it falls and when we fall one day you will understand the gravity we raised glasses to a fragile peace here's to our time here'...

• Post #854607

  This poem was written to parts of the song Abbey of Synn by Ayreon: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WJh0B0uWn1s >blood and rain Once upon a time a boy stood on a field, He braved the elements as he held up his shield, When blood was mixed with rain, he saw the tears she cried, A source of inner strength let him become her knight. Regardless of his fate or illness he might get He just kept standing there, his clothes were soaking wet, Determined to protect he did not feel the cold, No...

• Post #854606

  It's been a few months since I last wrote a poem. While there's plenty I felt worth writing about - I also felt I had already written it all. I'd just keep repeating myself, over and over... so I decided I'd rather not. But now I have some fresh ideas for what might open up a new chapter in my poetry. >pantomimes we're slaves to a dark crushing reality bound to the depths and never truly free by the giant ravenous we are swallowed whole performin...

• Post #854601

  >the poet and the warrior You always travel at my side, In danger you protect my hide, You are so strong and proud and brave, When you're around I know I'm safe. So expertly you wield the quill, And shape the words with greatest skill, Companion in the darkest night, Together we win every fight. You lived through many bloody wars, Now justice is your righteous cause, How many kings did you defy, All tyrants fear your battle cry. You are as witful as you're nice...

• Post #854597

  >static alone there is only the fall when all the miracles are spent intermittent connections slip by unseen deceptive little blips dance on the radar yet at the end only the static prevails singing, tinging, chilling ringing, clinging, drilling pinging, stinging, killing i can sense it in the rustle of the leaves in the patter of water and the crackle of fire and in the gaps between the songs like a whispering, screaming, gnawing voice it vibrates and sap through every fiber the las...

• Post #854596

  I've recently gotten back into Elite Dangerous, after a break of two years. o7

• Post #744158

  Vu à Strasbourg aujourd'hui 😁👍