I Am A Fish Posted September 6, 2020 Report Share Posted September 6, 2020 (edited) You are probably aware that this thread is for poetry! Sanderson or otherwise. Spoilers are fine. Keteks are fine. Free verse is fine.* Feel free to post your poetry, stupid or not, here: Spoiler Stoopid are you? Intelligent maybe? / probably not. / I'm not / Probably. Maybe intelligent?/ You are stoopid Spoiler Shallan's hair is red, Elend's is brown, The end of mistborn, well it made me frown. Spoiler *A Free Verse Poem Is just Words with Line Breaks Also, Sixth hundredth post! Edited September 6, 2020 by I Used To Be A Fish 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Channelknight Fadran Posted September 6, 2020 Report Share Posted September 6, 2020 Spoiler There's a guy called A Fish here today Fish is amazing in every way But after debates And his voters abates The fish abruptly became fillet 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nathrangking Posted September 6, 2020 Report Share Posted September 6, 2020 There is a poetry thread already in the creators corner, but Thanatos Ascending An assassin slinks silently through the deep shadows of the night. Its cloak is woven of a cloth conceived by the hands of divinities. It swallows the light which is born from scant silver beams. All light that could betray the presence of being who drowns in blood like a raging river of ice. What this creature must do is nothing less than the opening of a door into a realm where the damned that Jove cast down into the deepest depths plot to tear the whole of the mortal world asunder. It is prepared to bare iron teeth in challenge if even the lord of the heavens himself would dare issue a challenge. Eyes carved of unforgiving souls frozen by the touches of Hades crush mountains to rubble with no more than a gaze. Forests wither away at the sound of its tortured voice. Mortals hide in caverns and grottos forgotten by even the primordial beings by whose will the world was formed. Even with a vast army behind it, no beast dares meet this spawn of Erebus in its own den. It stalks across the land with its barbed blade prepared to create a deluge of death. Under Boreas’s own breath it advances upon the gate that it seeks to open. Slabs carved of burnished bronze float above blighted soil. Suddenly the twang of a bow breaks the silence of the evening. The assassin looks and finds an arrow of burning silver lodged in its chest. This destroyer falls to the ground shaking the cosmos to its foundation. It fades as Diana stands high above the portal of the damned. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bearer of all agonies Posted September 6, 2020 Report Share Posted September 6, 2020 I am good at free form poems! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Truthless of Shinovar Posted September 7, 2020 Report Share Posted September 7, 2020 oh how I loved our time together but it’s time to move on 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bearer of all agonies Posted September 7, 2020 Report Share Posted September 7, 2020 Yes, it is, we should move on. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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