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'''And this was the third entry''' | |||
Beautiful Lady, | |||
You Give Me Dreams | |||
I have no need for psychics, | |||
Soothsayers or tellers of fortune | |||
Because my lady | |||
Is the ball of crystal | |||
I roll across my mind | |||
When I yearn to dream | |||
About the beauty of my future | |||
Her dream-giving eyes I peeped into | |||
And saw the rare beauty | |||
Of amazon stones | |||
Rich with midnight allure | |||
Virgin to the sun | |||
Sleeping under a blanket of sand | |||
In the Amazon River | |||
Waiting to be awoken | |||
And polished by the smoothness | |||
Of my touch into perfect gemstones | |||
Out far I waded | |||
Into this Amazonian water | |||
And saw 8,641 | |||
Purple-eyed African lilies | |||
Floating towards the shores | |||
Of her beauty | |||
Wanting to adorn her hair | |||
And give their fragrance | |||
To the air that surrounds her | |||
These thoughts of her beauty | |||
Has stripped me of my self-control | |||
Because how else | |||
Can I explain this morning | |||
When my vocabulary | |||
Repeated punched | |||
My dictionary in the mouth | |||
With powerful words of persuasion | |||
And persuaded it, to use only her name | |||
When defining the word beautiful | |||
Ken Arnav (Knight of Mashhad) |
Revision as of 08:56, 26 December 2009
The very first contribution to the Caligan Poem Contest was made by Ukla Mokk, lord of Abadan
PATIENCE
The wind slides carefully
and carries the cries
of man's agony
Long covered in a blanket
of dust and dreams
This battlefield I wear
covers my shoulders,
shrouds my eyes,
breaks my crystal breath
To fall as snow
and purify this haunted ground.
She waits for me..
I see her eyes and push
toward their soft promise.
I hear her sigh and drag
this broken body along. I feel her skin
(just out of reach)
and strain for her warmth.
The men follow me
in their innocence lost
They see a victory in my purpose, a siege in my intent
They see hope
that stays a step ahead
and calls them forth
They proudly carry my banner
and cheer for immortality.
I will charge them into
the blades of history
If that is where she waits
to lay down next to me
And take this sword and shield
as her dowry.
She cannot still be waiting,
my only general.
Ukla Mokk Count of Abadan
This was the second contribution to the contest
Trumpets sound,
And Caligans roar,
As we march into the battlefields.
Arrows fly,
And Caligans brace,
As we prepare for our deadly charge.
"This is it!",
And Caligans charged,
A point of no return.
Clashing of steel,
And Caligans slay,
As enemies fall, one by one.
The end draws near,
And Caligans won,
As they flee, we cheered.
Still, the war drags on,
But Caligans shall prevail,
As final victory shall be ours!
Fret not comrades!
For we're Caligans,
The Lions of East Continent.
We'll stand our ground,
For we're Caligans,
Our land, our home, our future.
For Caligus!
- Leonardo Francios
And this was the third entry
Beautiful Lady, You Give Me Dreams
I have no need for psychics, Soothsayers or tellers of fortune Because my lady Is the ball of crystal I roll across my mind When I yearn to dream About the beauty of my future
Her dream-giving eyes I peeped into And saw the rare beauty Of amazon stones Rich with midnight allure Virgin to the sun Sleeping under a blanket of sand In the Amazon River Waiting to be awoken And polished by the smoothness Of my touch into perfect gemstones
Out far I waded Into this Amazonian water And saw 8,641 Purple-eyed African lilies Floating towards the shores Of her beauty Wanting to adorn her hair And give their fragrance To the air that surrounds her
These thoughts of her beauty Has stripped me of my self-control Because how else Can I explain this morning When my vocabulary Repeated punched My dictionary in the mouth With powerful words of persuasion And persuaded it, to use only her name When defining the word beautiful
Ken Arnav (Knight of Mashhad)