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The Old Grey House – Fantasy Fiction Song from Stardust Destinies

The following is a passage from Stardust Destinies I Variate Facing.

‘Why, I’m Drúgan. I live here with my two grandchildren, who took it upon themselves to help me help others. I’m surprised you haven’t heard of me — I’m in the old songs, you know. There’s even a song about my daughter and her husband, who have their own invisible house.’

‘Well,’ began Vigh, ‘I’m afraid we haven’t been singing the songs for a long time.’

‘I understand,’ said Drúgan. ‘Let me have the honour.’ He cleared his throat and began to sing with gusto.

Up in the north near the Ortim River,
Lives old Drúgan in that land;
And when you go up thither,
No doubt he will give you a hand.

There with him lives Tlúnëe,
The bravest of the warriors,
With his green eyes like the sea
And his silk hat with the feathers.

There also lives young Clahria,
With her long golden hair,
Who, like her mother Maria,
Practices magic in a secret lair.


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The Traveller’s Lament – Epic Fantasy Song — Medieval Fantasy — Fiction

We hear of travellers long ago,
Who slew great beasts and won some gold.
We hear how they overcame their foes,
Bringing hope and peace, and how they were bold.

But when they die, what happens next?
New fears come home and perils stay,
New heroes come along and there’s no time to rest,
For fight they must, risk their lives if they may.

And what about me, when do I go,
And prove myself to everyone?
I will dare to defeat and overcome fear and foe,
I will be as great as the greatest, when I am done.

Now that the shadows are clearly seen,
And the enemy strives to kill,
I shake and shiver — what does all this mean?
I hide away. I cannot find my will.


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When Did We Cross These Lines? Dark Poem — Dark Poetry

Me: Well, we’ll go with a different one today, since I can’t find the boogie one.

Ah well, I have no idea where I put it now. It’s a boogie-type song I wrote. I want to give it a sinister twist. Let’s put it out there for me to find it.

Apologies for the short rant.

Today’s poem is…interesting. It reads like a song. I don’t remember when I wrote or what mindset I was in. What my message was, so I will leave its interpretation up to you.

When Did We Cross These Lines?

When does a smile become a smirk?
When does the truth become a lie?
When does gratitude become regret?
When does forgiveness become revenge?
When does companionship become solitude?
When did you become so cruel?

What does it take to make you happy?
‘You’re beautiful,’ is just not good enough.
You want more than you need.
‘Let go my hand, you’re too rough.’
We all want to be left alone.

When does love become hate?
When does friendship become condescension?
When does openness become stubbornness?
When does knowledge become ignorance?
When does wisdom become cunning?
When did you become so false?


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The Lonely Verse – Sad Poem — Sad Love — Mournful Poem

While my poems thus far have typically been more extensive, today’s is a bit different. Due to a lack of “spoons” (a.k.a. energy), I find myself emotionally drained. There are some things going on that are affecting me in a negative way.

I feel bad, I feel sad.

The other person whom this also affects understands how I feel. We are both doing our best to navigate this new challenge we both find ourselves in. We do know that no matter what, we love each other and we want to figure out a solution. It’s just that long hours of work, fatigue, stress, and anxiety are affecting us both.

As a result, I feel alone and neglected.

Guilty for having so many needs.

I thought about putting these feelings into poem form. The only thing I was able to put together was one verse. But that one verse feels so complete in and of itself. It describes the emotions well. Perhaps it doesn’t need more to it.


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