The focus settles, nestles in I sit here waiting, lights are dim And though I know what must be done I always feel that loaded gun The push to work, this call to act For naught fulfills a ghost’s contract Forever now, forever then, Armed with paper, bladed pen No fear of future, charge ahead … More Mission
For far too long I’ve waited And put off this vital task No more shall I lay dormant It’s time to shed this timid mask The road ahead, its daunting Just where does one begin? It matters not, get started As complacency’s a sin The goal is set, if only Our path was just as … More How the World Should Work
Chivalrys dead! Or so it is said On this, I ponder quite long It’s really no chore Kindly holding your door Yet you glare, like something is wrong It’s fine! Some will sneer I’ll get it! They’ll jeer Independent, a woman am I Your help? I’ve no need These mouths, he shall feed Career driven, … More The Gentleman
Hello my friend! Please lend an ear A tale have I For you to hear Once upon A timely time A maiden lived Who loved to rhyme She’d sit outside As sun shined bright Observe the world And write and write Her rhymes were filled With love and fear And all the things From there … More Ms. Scribbler
Your sticks and your stones May break all my bones But these acts, I swear you’ll regret For time heals us all It builds a stone wall And this, we shall not forget You came here to slay To take mine away All that, which we hold close and dear Yet here, I still stand … More Vengeance
To give a little context, below is a reflection of my experience (as a volunteer) at the first Game of Thrones conference ever held. Working the Con provided a pretty good view of how things went administratively. I daresay the vast majority of the weekend was a massive success, but there was (understandably) a slight … More The Con of Cons
The Fly Confusion consumes me I know not what to do I just watched this small creature To my trap it just flew This fly, it has fluttered And flittered about So to end all the buzzing I set flypaper out Yet, now, as I watch it My conscience, it sees And begs that I … More The Fly
There never was a letter That can do as much as me Think about it really hard and Thank me when you see The other letters hate me Though, because of jealousy They say it’s not fair that I rhyme That super easily
Paper, pencil, pen and ink, in Prose I’ve grown to speak and think Public platforms, message boards Poetic guide of rhythmic chords Poems are pretty, I think it naught Pretentious such as some have thought Pious I shan’t think it so Poetry shall help me grow
Over, under, bottom, top Odes to letters never stop On the day I get to Z Old and wrinkled, I may be Or young and youthful, hopefully Only time will tell, you see Our lives are short, we need to grind Otherwise we’re wasting time
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