17th shard christmas Sanderson Christmas Poetry

[Nathrangking he/him]

Well folks tis the season! On ookla and all that jazz. Here is the place for Christmas/Holiday Poetry! Have at it!

[Channelknight Fadran]

I'm not a poet

[Nathrangking he/him]

Just now, Ookla the Channelknight said:

I'm not a poet

You protest too much. What is poetry?

Does the sky glow with the sight of a thousand windspren circling? Trees alight with emeralds filled with pale blue power born in the storms. A warm hearth not a ruby provide warmth ti the axehound snuggled up by the fire. The peal of laughter that an honorspren provides gently fills the air. A carpet from the farthest edge of the continent. A halfshard shimmers in fire light on middlefest eve.

 

[Tacitus]

'Spren slavery. What is this, which doth confine the very thought of man?

           One dost capture a spren in a gemstone.

One dost lure the spren, using that which it loves, inside that which it cannot leave.

           The spren, incapable to leave, dost provide man with what he desires.

Ist not the spren that which could have lived? Is a spren no more than beast?

            That which blesses the radiant knights, which bonds to singers of old?

Why, I ask you now, are spren no more than a force to control?

             Why, I ask you, do we treat the spren as if they were but power to be bottled?

Why, I ask you, must spren suffer for the convenience of man?'

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Supposed to be poetry, turned out more as a manifesto for spren rights... whoops

 

Edited December 1, 2020 by Ookla the Counselor

[Experience he/him]

Gifts, for joy of others, bring, joy to you, a gift. 

[Channelknight Fadran]

*Is looking forward to Nathrangking being Nathrangking*