Swimming in Poetry

Well after intense discussion I have finally got myself my first additional contributor to the blog…sort off. Cat or as most of you know her KittenNooblet has a Da account where she posts her poetry. Every Few days I shall scour her profile and pick the poetry which I deem safe and post the links here. I expect all of you to read it because firstly she is one of the best the only poet I know, aswell as being extremely talented..to the point that she has gotten a piece of her work published already.

Mah New NoteBook

No Not the Kind that has windows or Linux or Mac installed on it. This is a good old fashioned paper notebook of the kind people used to have before they embraced that new spangled technology. So here it is, my new baby and along with it a small piece I wrote to make it my official new writing notebook.

Look the Eiffel tower

No not that Christ

As you can see it gives the very distincy impression of being french but do not fret it does not share this in personality as I am already finding myself rather enthralled in the act of writing in it. For your reading pleasure here is the poem I wrote if you can’t make out the horrible scrawl of my handwriting.

The Christening -

Your hard resisting spin
Your crisp dry smell
paper
glue
ink
elastic
Come together in this form
And with this words
your are Christened

mine

The Prayer of the gamer

This is just a small thing I made in my spare time and figured i might as well post it here considering i want this to be a record of all my work. thought this up while rereading some CAD comics.

Praise the right hand for it keeps our aim true
Praise the left for it keeps us moving swiftly
Hold High the cable for it keeps us connected
Worship The Machine For it keeps our shares and plays our games
But Highest of All, Hold thy Fellow Lanner in the best regard for without him there would be none to Lan.

Thrill Of the Hunt

Hands they sweat, shake
Lay them upon their Instruments of power
Aim, Shoot, miss, die

 They (Hands) Lay still upon their pedestals
With one grab your drink
It’s empty, take another
Lay it down, respawn

 Pick Your Arsenal
Enter the Battlefield
See the enemy
Aim, shoot, kill
Get shot, strike back
Shot again, you die

 Disconnect, relax
Grab a beverage