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Adventures of Sir Ronsea (duet with Capt Ron)
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sea_of_okc Senior Member
since 1999-06-15
Posts 568Oklahoma City, OK, USA 
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Slogging through this dense swampland Half blind in the swirling fog Picking my way with sword in hand Through the seemingly endless bog Recalling the tales from my youth Of creatures most fearsome and fell Wondering how much could be truth In all of the stories they tell Each tangle of vine to boot A demon from past to claw A stumble of my foot on root Enough to cause clench of jaw As each shadow adds to fear Those stories of old do spin and my heart would have her near in this fight I now must win In my mind is her fair face And though my path may wend I shall survive this frightful place To claim her in the end Tis said that nigh a central pool Does live horrendous beast Thoughts of glory led many a fool To become said monster's feast Yet in its lair there lies a key To open up the door To treasures I would take for me Such is the oath I swore Upon the break of suns sojourn Twilight brought darks deep I faced the monster and forlorn Prayed my resolve wouldst keep With a roar and stench of breath The scaly beast did rise Naught to fear but my own death I charged straight to it's eyes Much too close to gaping jaw I tried to swerve aside Snatched into it's crushing maw My armor pinched my side Inside its nose my sword did creep And through my haze of pain I jammed it in to elbow deep And reached it's tiny brain A trembled shudder did the rest As I was cast aside To fall upon a golden crest That pierced my now bruised side Battered bleeding did I lie Beast flailing in death throes Sunlight filtered in my eyes I painfully arose As I swayed upon my feet The swamp did drain away With the monster's last heartbeat There came the break of day Magically the land transformed It's death a curse did lift I stood in meadow sweet sun-warmed An unexpected gift Hoofbeats sound from the east It was my faithful squire Stopping short beside dead beast His eyes grew ten times wider Into the lair ventured we To see what might await On the floor a golden key In back an iron gate Through the gate inspiring awe A massive treasure trove Jewels and gems and gold we saw Into the piles we dove Thoughts of her began to flood Into my sodden brain With the treasure of this place She might be mine to claim So I took what I could hold And mounted up to ride Onward to my home of old To claim my princess bride Standing soon before the king My tale completely told He says "What a wondrous thing Sir knight so brave and bold. All accolades to Sir Ronsea My noble faithful knight My daughter's hand I pledge to thee And we shall feast tonight!" The king bequeathed us all the land That once was swampy mire I built a home and took her hand Fulfilling my life's desire Steven Seaman |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
BRAVO!! This is superb! There is no way to tell who wrote what lines!! Standing ovation!!!  |
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Local Parasite
since 2001-11-05
Posts 2527Transylconia, Winnipeg |
Superb! Makes me want to play some Dungeons and Dragons or something. Loved the story... not what I'm used to reading at piptalk at all. You two worked well together... Another good collaborative effort from the Captain...  Parasite Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Ms Devine, LP... thank you both... sea_of_okc carried this one all the way... believe me!!!! I'd never attempted to write anything like this in the past and have to tell you between work and working on this..I was exhausted... and could not have in any way added my name to it had there not been a lot of patience and undertand on his part... |
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sea_of_okc Senior Member
since 1999-06-15
Posts 568Oklahoma City, OK, USA |
For all of Ron's blustering about not being a "rhyme and meter" poet he is very capable as seen in this work. His input provided direction and added in both form and quality to the poem. This was the first duet I have ever participated in and Ron made the collaboration an enjoyable experience. Thank you both for your kind words and thanks to Ron for working with me on this and another (better by far) collaborative work. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Yeah...I'd say ya got him to rhyme Steve LOL very cool ... grand storytelling poetry done with imagery and rhymes divine. I bet this is on of the longest poem that Capt has ever written. *laughing at his reply about being exhausted* Wonderful collaboration of talents poet sirs. Well done dueting  Darkness cannot drive out darkness ... only light can do that. |
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