Feb. 12th, 2003 07:06 am
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OK, so I've made fun of the poetry of others for a long time. Poetry is a tricky thing, and not everyone can do it. Some people can't even come close.
In the spirit of fair play, however, I bring you this poem written by me back in high school. It's execrable. Feel free to laugh at me. It references the Pern series of books, so if you don't get the references, that's why. Or maybe it just stinks. :)
Requiem
Even now,
All these years later,
After a Fall,
He remembers her face.
Not as it was
In the end --
Twisted,
Ravaged,
Destroyed --
But as it was
Before.
Before the Thread had,
So cruelly,
Wiped the last vestige
Of beauty
From her face.
Before the cry of her dragon
Signalled her death.
Before the wailing keen of the other dragons,
In turn,
Signalled the death of
A dragon
And a life
And a love.
In the spirit of fair play, however, I bring you this poem written by me back in high school. It's execrable. Feel free to laugh at me. It references the Pern series of books, so if you don't get the references, that's why. Or maybe it just stinks. :)
Requiem
Even now,
All these years later,
After a Fall,
He remembers her face.
Not as it was
In the end --
Twisted,
Ravaged,
Destroyed --
But as it was
Before.
Before the Thread had,
So cruelly,
Wiped the last vestige
Of beauty
From her face.
Before the cry of her dragon
Signalled her death.
Before the wailing keen of the other dragons,
In turn,
Signalled the death of
A dragon
And a life
And a love.