As roleplayers we express ourselves in many ways. This month we'll be shining a spotlight on the poetry of some very creative roleplayers!
The following poem was written by Castle
Back to a life with few pressing demands,
Cozy and nestled against the shore line,
Smells of old fish mix with the damp salt air,
Where buildings rustic and old have their own flair.
Everyone here knows your name,
Strangers are convened with congeniality.
Neighbors and friends meet in the roads,
Perhaps mindful of mud and bare toes.
There's Ink, the lusty owner of the Thirsty Maiden,
A connoisseur of booze, ladies and fair men.
Always welcoming with a slap to the backside,
Just watch out for those large, skeleton-marked thighs!
Along the main road is the Skyfish Cafe,
Open the door and be greeted by Ysren,
The type who'd pinch cheeks like an auntie with a grin.
But I'd never complain for the rich bounty of mead and pie!
Nestled behind the blacksmith is the Lodge,
It arose in my absence whilst out on campaign,
Smelling of old money and dusty antiques,
The denizens within speak affairs of broad state.
Then here is my shop nestled amidst,
Lined with decor purchased with merc's coin,
Rich fragrances tantalize the most finicky nose,
And soon the doors will open to Mermaid Cove.
To see Castle's other poetry in her Book of Whimsey, click here.
Enjoy the original poems below, by Dravyn the Gray, and based on his roleplay stories and characters.
Night eternal, sweetest death
Calls to me on whispered breath
“Into my arms, child, come and stay.”
And I am weary from the fray
“Join me here, where we’ll be one.”
So to that call I must run.
The waking world is tepid air
And I don’t wish to sojourn there
The blazing sun, the sweaty fight
I sleep best in the chill of night
With loving arms please cradle me
Darkness now is all I see
Light devoured, to breathe no more
Come awake on a distant shore
No more fear, no more hurt
Only peace in the quiet dirt
Do not cry and don’t regret
Keep the memories and don’t forget
End the tugging hands of time
The earth is only so much grime
I can rest now and relive in dream
The glory that my life did seem
What’s that you say? My love’s alone?
Forget death then, I must go home.
When I was a raven, I flew out of the night.
Ebon wing flashed, it glistened in the light
The wind held me high and it carried me away
Not a soul would listen to the words that I would say
So I became the whitetail and traveled across the land
But still I was alone with none to hold my hand
The teeth that tore my flesh, a wolf so grey and strong
Then I was his spirit, my passion fueled his song
The pack became my family, the night it was my home
I lived upon the violence, blood and skin and bone
The night, the sky, the forest; the cruelty of the kill
I was once a part of each and each a separate thrill
I want to own them all, control them if I can
So I gave up on nature and I became a man.
I cut away the forest, a place to build my home
I cut and stacked the firewood, planted in the loam
My home became a city and spread across the land
It bumped into another and drew a line upon the sand
We could not live together we didn’t think the same
We fought about beliefs and set the world aflame
Blood soaked all the rivers, smoke it filled the sky
All the people suffered and watched each other die
We destroyed the planet with greed without a care
We poisoned all the soil, pumped toxins in the air
We butchered and we slaughtered, some became extinct
We only wanted more but we didn’t even think.
I became a man because I only wanted friends
Now I wish that I could be the raven once again
Into the Electric Castle
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