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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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Pariah Somewhere in the Caverns of Time The Pariah utters his rhyme, And from his hands the fiery glow Of Death slowly begins to grow. All shadow fading in the stirring Of light and sense in him…Conjuring From madness deep set in the mind, A majick of the darkest kind. Skeletal frame – skin dead and rotten – Working a realm all but forgotten… Life placed in a balance of lore He’ll carry, undead, evermore… As if, by utterance devoid, Hope then might find fate undestroyed; Or vengeance overcome the past In the form of his pyroblast! Obliterating all trust held By the faceless ghosts here, compelled To wander in some aimless plight This one page of eternal night… Where each day the pariah wakes, And all but consciously forsakes The dreams he held once, as a child, Of love, and hope – of mercies mild. And so, in madness, uncertain Of anything less than hurtin’ – He strikes again, the past portrayed In lifeless eyes, ever dismayed… Where it’s true that none survive, But everyday yet return, alive – Pay unendingly for their crime, Somewhere in the Caverns of Time. Michael Anderson But dreams — of those who dream as I, Aspiringly, are damned, and die EAP |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
It never fails. Never. I want to highlight this line then that line, then the whole of the poem is covered in yellow highlighter. You should SEE my monitor!  When will you teach ME how to write?  Your own oxymoron |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
It's a bit dark but very well penned, and then there is the light. Good work! |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
This actually...(nerd alert) reminds me of a game I play online. It's dark, yes, but I really enjoyed it. Much like reading a dark fantasy novel; that's how this poem feels to me. |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
K, you bestow far too much honor in this direction. I take writing lessons from you with every piece you post. Blues, always there is a light… always a glimmer of hope. Nicole, …and you win the grand prize! I am about 99% sure you would be referring to World of Warcraft, which was the inspiration for this poem, most of which was written about 5 years ago. “Pariah” was the name of my top-level mage who spent endless hours in the Caverns of Time offing ghosts from the pasts, with spells like “pyroblast” and “obliterate.” It was the hours lost there, while life moved on in the outside world, which moved me to write this piece… seeing not just myself daily dying, doing the exact same thing in my very own non-productive manner, but most Americans in general. Everyone from street junkies to workaholics to Wall Street gurus are running from something. Most just haven’t realized it yet. Identifying what it is is the key to breaking the spell, and moving forward. Michael [This message has been edited by Michael (09-30-2011 08:09 PM).] |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
Grinning here... yes. Yesssssss indeed. I was a Druid - imagine that, right? There's a balance, definitely. I haven't played WoW in a few months, but have switched to Rift. (I have a hoodie with the Alliance insignia on it...) Aaaaanyway...Not to detract from your poem, which I really loved. Including the parallel. It is certainly an escape; the trick is not to get lost in it all. Tricky, that |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Thought I was just "reading" into this piece ... nice to see I actually remembered something (re: your reply to Nicole) - use to watch my son play WoW, (I never got beyond first level of Mario!!!) in amazement actually, and thought I saw something in this piece... well done, my friend... j. |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
I liked your poem Michael, very interesting, do you sometimes think you were born in the wrong era? I know I do. ms. e |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Obliterating all trust held By the faceless ghosts here, compelled To wander in some aimless plight This one page of eternal night… Where each day the pariah wakes, And all but consciously forsakes The dreams he held once, as a child, Of love, and hope – of mercies mild. And so, in madness, uncertain Of anything less than hurtin’ – He strikes again, the past portrayed In lifeless eyes, ever dismayed… Where it’s true that none survive, But everyday yet return, alive – Pay unendingly for their crime, Somewhere in the Caverns of Time. I keep my nose buried in books and my game skills are limited to solitaire. *G* So this reminded me of life... and the cycles we repeat, the times we find ourselves doing the same things, making the same mistakes, unable to stop, unable to overcome... Breaking free may be possible but it carries a price... and the path to that freedom is so very hard to find. Whatever the inspiration... the write is wonderful!! |
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Michael
Moderator
Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Nicole, if I had to guess a class for you, druid would have been my first choice. You emit that healing essence foremost, but the power to destroy is well sensed also. I haven’t played anything for a couple of years now. I did play Aion for about a year, after quitting wow, but it, too, proved more time consuming than I wished. The trick to not getting lost in it all, I believe, is to have a sense of fulfillment in your “real” life… something I’m still working on.  Jwesley, Thank you, and lol on the Mario Bros. I lost many an hour on that once upon a time, too. ms. e, /main/forumdisplay.cgi?action=displayarchive&number=44&topic=002632 Ruth, anything worthwhile comes with a price, it seems. Thank you. |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
Michael, I read your poem in the archives about living in another era, now that's what I'm talking about, LOved it!. ms. e |
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