They were Illuvatar's thoughts children educated in art of Music and Free Will endowed to complement the Maker's marvellous vibrations with unique, theoried strings;
songsmithes in their own right and the instruments themselves in concert, woven into a single grand theme,
corrupted by one of their very own changing tune as he sings to suit his own vanity
Sown, the discord was throughout creation
further inspiring Illuvatar to weave in further themes of Elves and Man;
My other accounts at DUP are Magnetron , Anarchitect , Psycotic Mastermind , & Mary Walker
Posted: 12th April 2021 6:09pm
Fire of Insight
Joined 1st Jan 2018 Forum Posts: 581
Is there a split second something flashing in the dark. Incandescent fireball that leaves a trail burning, scorching. It hovers in a vacuum of pity. Lost. seeking no reproach, in the clouds of its menopause, menstruation it needed to disperse. Top floor penthouse too near the drop. No buttons working on the lift, just that instant, when life`s gravity said "shit" to Newtons Law. Time had a crafty wink Snapshots, when the camera never clicked The ladder dropping from a UFO A Cossack`s knee length boots the clapping and the raucous shouts. From my innocence, to realise the truth On the train that`s ever running the conductors coming,
Posted: 12th April 2021 6:31pm
Tyrant of Words
Joined 22nd July 2019 Forum Posts: 60
Are where I will be found. I was created there.
Conversations weíve had, Quotes I use and characteristics I exhibit are all someone elseís.
An enormous burden that- Forever trying to maintain A persona never fully formed.
By equal measure never really Understood, except by other Book babies who know the grift.
Iíll swoosh in like a northern wind And take you all by storm, youíll Be smitten, agog to know more.
But thatís when I make my exit. Where who you met becomes Nestled in the last chapter.
Only to be forgotten amidst pages That reflect upon The End.
(61 unique words)
Posted: 12th April 2021 7:08pm
Edited: 12th April 2021 7:09pm
Joined 4th Dec 2018 Forum Posts: 1313
# 12 of 30
Best Brewed Morning . expresso love dark strong eciting cup brimming full of desire steaming vapour rising heavenly warming
heart and mind needs its bittersweet taste morning wake up call hitting every sense there is pouring through veins
what a wonderful delight eyes focused upon beauty anticapting lips salivating damn hot in my clutches your everything to me
coffee almost better than sex but not quite
Unique word count 62 Total word count 62
Posted: 12th April 2021 7:48pm
Guardian of Shadows
Joined 10th Oct 2009 Forum Posts: 6575
#12. April 12th
The Blue Wizards
Where did the blue wizards go? How far east did they travel? And what magic did they show to the men of the West, and what secret cults and magic traditions did they found? Or did they fall or fail in their task and were lost like Summer's gaze upon the Winter's frost fading into memory of the past never to return to Valinor. Or did they triumph in their task? fading in the West but rising in the East outliving beyond their duty.
(Unique words: 50.)
Posted: 12th April 2021 8:07pm
Joined 30th June 2016 Forum Posts: 456
Ode To Night III
Shelter me, honest night; listen to my secrets whispered in a cavernous ear, let me shout for only you to hear. Enclose me in your deep pools -- rock me in uncounted hours. It is only you I ever run to; my obscurity lies in anonymous you. We are the ones the daylight seekers never knew; we, together are the sincerest pangs the brightest stars ever drew. Cup me in your vast hand as I embrace you: Shelter me, honest night.
53 unique words
'I am not mad' -Salvador Dali
Posted: 12th April 2021 8:39pm
Edited: 12th April 2021 8:42pm
Fire of Insight
Joined 24th Mar 2019 Forum Posts: 441
12 of 30
Caught on cameras, lifted on their backs
I send you a fortune of space Serving few in journey to outer forest Surviving the badly decorated dining room sell-out tour A human soup calamity Nobler saints in statues , busting out, Throwing it all back into space. A ten thousand year epidemic. A drip, a surviving eternal drip, Refining a finer mosaic We loved lift, hide and seek We are doctors of bad loving. The conch shell listening, all one hears are rogue states and abandoned churches.
51 unique words of 77 total
Posted: 12th April 2021 8:42pm
Joined 31st Dec 2015 Forum Posts: 800
Any April Redwood Valley I could lose you in the clover Do you see the lover In a sea of green?
Somewhere lies a mutant Blessed with superpower luck Any other though Can be disassembled thusly:
Pull one leaf And itís a butterfly The remainder you are holding Is a disconnected heart
The truth is We refer to many things as clover These are what all of them Have in common
Posted: 12th April 2021 8:56pm
Guardian of Shadows
Joined 27th Feb 2014 Forum Posts: 508
(12 of 30óOfficial DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo2021)
sonnets among my scribbles
love sonnet #12
'tis not mere words that fall from idle lips that estimate love's surest symmetry; the gallant heart knows not true destiny, whose sole fare is a fervent word that slips into the ear when sentiments are high. 'tis not to wish them fed, whom life has starved, nor bid him rise, whose stature has been dwarfed; love rescues him, e'en if it must deny itself to bear the weak or lead the blind. loves has real hands and walks on human feet to render grace and mercy in the street, and justice bring to fallen humankind.
love gives, expecting nothing to be giv'n, bringing on earth a little taste of heav'n.
Ooohhh happy day My Super Nintendo Arrived today After four weeks of waiting Iím finally celebrating What a beautiful day For some childhood advocating
I bought the classics back Now itís time for me to attack Mortal Kombat and Streetfighter Were always my personal igniter I played them so much as a kid Youíd think they fell off the grid
Everything works as if it were new I donít know about you But Iím a big kid at heart Who can turn poetry into art Iím an old man gamer a la carte And I canít wait to start
Posted: 12th April 2021 9:47pm
Joined 25th Sep 2019 Forum Posts: 75
12 of 30
I turn to my hand, It's empty. Just the traces of sand. I could look at the thread, And face that, Inevitable dread. I choose to; Lift my eyes, To the fathomless skies. Trusting instead, Your with me, Keeping pace and in sted. I know better now, Than to question your motive. Better than, To question your reason. I know now, It's only a matter of time. So I'm not discouraged, By your silence, Or afraid by your absence. I'm turning to the tide, And smiling back Upon the ocean.
Posted: 12th April 2021 11:52pm
Joined 29th July 2018 Forum Posts: 550
Dying to Hate You
It starts small: a knot, twisting itself around each heartbeat.
Growth is quietly computed, though rarely noticed,
until black malice begins seeping from pores. Darkness casts its shadow
across every facet of life, consuming any hope that peace might prevail.
To swim in such quagmire creates an impotence for love.
ďCreation which cannot express itself becomes madness" ~Anais Nin
Posted: 13th April 2021 00:47am
Fire of Insight
Joined 12th July 2017 Forum Posts: 176
Foggy mirrors In a misty room Clothed in lemon and rose Blanketed in heat, as I stand With a blurred image I donít care to see The mess of me Scrubbing skin Dampening my hair Though I am clean There is a scum No sponge has removed Even coated in perfume I smell it An aftertaste, unrideable Wiping the condensation from the glass I catch a glimpse of my figure Still glazed in droplets Drenched blonde and porcelain I saw, focusing in Turning for my towel, until I lost her The glass had fogged again
Posted: 13th April 2021 1:00am
Joined 29th Mar 2017 Forum Posts: 1017
I See You
I see you in every reflective surface: shop windows, muddy puddles, rain slick pavement under my feet.
As if my brain cannot fathom a moment without you and your questioning eyebrows wondering if I really think those words are a good idea. The kind eyes that make waking up easier.
The smile that never ceases to calm my spinning thoughts and send my blood racing in equal measure.
You are in smudged bus windows and the night reflecting streams I visit when I canít sleep. The mimicked stars pieces of you I want to hold.
And it is a comfort, really. To see you when I am alone, catch your emotions as Iím walking along busy streets and pressing my palms into clear water by moonlight.
It reminds me of who I am to you.
**And the blackbird plays but a boxwood flute, but I love him best of all.**
Posted: 13th April 2021 3:13am
Fire of Insight
Joined 8th Jan 2017 Forum Posts: 85
12/30 Social Interactions
Although I am not one for social interaction Sometimes I enjoy it Talking with people and smiling has its good moments In the world that we live in now And although I really like being alone I have found that I still do need those few interactions Those few conversations with people I donít normally talk to It takes me out of my head And relieves me of some stress It feels kind of nice