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An Ode To Skyrim

Well as usuall I have been empowered by a computer game which is influencing my day to day life in ways that only a stupidly in depth game like Skyrim can do.

 So with this fresh inspiration I have penned a little something about my other life in the digital realm.

 Enjoy.

 

An Ode To Skyrim

 

Frozen wastes on hallowed ground

Captured and in shackles bound

Sound ...

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There Be Fairies...

 

 
There be Fairies in the garden,
for so I have been told,
some share the nests of sparrows,
while others are less bold,
so they sit out on the branches
of trees and listen to the song
from any birds that care to share,
a tune to show them they belong....
 
©Rhumour
September 11th 2011

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Cinderella Dreaming

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The birthing of articulated expression
will always find its means of entering
into the world outside and beyond
the inner recesses of our awareness.

I love the wee and trippy hours of the
after midnight when the glass slipper
lay glimmering aloof in the moonlight
and the weary dreamer sets some
ink of thoughts onto the parchment
of a woozy head - too...

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Icarian Malady

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When I found the time to be
I found that time had passed me by

When my dreams had set me free
Life set its bounds upon the sky

Should my spirit soar above,
My wings the blazing sun would pluck

Should my soul find love
You'd find my cards had no such luck

And though we know the end,
we jump into the cloudy veil;

we quest for dreams, though bound;
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Quorellimus Quoragg

 

Quorellimus Quoragg had a mind to travel,
so he sought new frontiers wearing strange apparel,
attire that he had designed just for himself,
so you won't find some similar upon any shelf.

His aim was clear, well maybe just to him,
as he worked on his plans he couldn't help but grin,
he felt for sure that he would break new ground,
his theories he thought...

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