Poetry competition CLOSED 3rd August 2013 11:05pm
WINNER
sweetdevil (CortneyB)
sweetdevil (CortneyB)
RUNNER-UP:
Sterling7147
Skyrim
Anonymous
<< post removed >>
Anonymous
<< post removed >>
Chickens Ruined My Life
******************************
I would kill all the chickens.
The chickens apparently are the most prized,
idolized possessions to the denizens
of Skyrim.
In lieu of such importance attached to the clucking,
annoying animals,
I would make it my crusade,
my holy mission
to eradicate all the chickens from the land.
Dragons be damned.
Hell, dual wielding fire and ice
is the way I will smite
those two legged demons.
In fact, the only way you could get me into
the dragon missions would be
the potential to ride them, and guide them
to the chicken farms.
At which point, then I would invoke the dragons wrath,
force open the maws of fiery doom upon the hellish feathered fiends.
One might ask,
why I bear such animosity,
such bare, raw loathing toward the chickens.
Because I spent hours questing and testing myself,
besting the best in that game,
only to have the biggest shame land on my shoulders.
I killed a chicken and lost it all,
had the most dreadful fall, first a wanted woman,
then into the dungeons,
into the pits.
At which point I quit,
..............because the chickens ruined my life.
******************************
I would kill all the chickens.
The chickens apparently are the most prized,
idolized possessions to the denizens
of Skyrim.
In lieu of such importance attached to the clucking,
annoying animals,
I would make it my crusade,
my holy mission
to eradicate all the chickens from the land.
Dragons be damned.
Hell, dual wielding fire and ice
is the way I will smite
those two legged demons.
In fact, the only way you could get me into
the dragon missions would be
the potential to ride them, and guide them
to the chicken farms.
At which point, then I would invoke the dragons wrath,
force open the maws of fiery doom upon the hellish feathered fiends.
One might ask,
why I bear such animosity,
such bare, raw loathing toward the chickens.
Because I spent hours questing and testing myself,
besting the best in that game,
only to have the biggest shame land on my shoulders.
I killed a chicken and lost it all,
had the most dreadful fall, first a wanted woman,
then into the dungeons,
into the pits.
At which point I quit,
..............because the chickens ruined my life.
Anonymous
<< post removed >>
Sterling7147 said:Chickens Ruined My Life
******************************
I would kill all the chickens.
The chickens apparently are the most prized,
idolized possessions to the denizens
of Skyrim.
In lieu of such importance attached to the clucking,
annoying animals,
I would make it my crusade,
my holy mission
to eradicate all the chickens from the land.
Dragons be damned.
Hell, dual wielding fire and ice
is the way I will smite
those two legged demons.
In fact, the only way you could get me into
the dragon missions would be
the potential to ride them, and guide them
to the chicken farms.
At which point, then I would invoke the dragons wrath,
force open the maws of fiery doom upon the hellish feathered fiends.
One might ask,
why I bear such animosity,
such bare, raw loathing toward the chickens.
Because I spent hours questing and testing myself,
besting the best in that game,
only to have the biggest shame land on my shoulders.
I killed a chicken and lost it all,
had the most dreadful fall, first a wanted woman,
then into the dungeons,
into the pits.
At which point I quit,
..............because the chickens ruined my life.
this is the most beautiful poem i have ever read. i fucking hate those chickens.
******************************
I would kill all the chickens.
The chickens apparently are the most prized,
idolized possessions to the denizens
of Skyrim.
In lieu of such importance attached to the clucking,
annoying animals,
I would make it my crusade,
my holy mission
to eradicate all the chickens from the land.
Dragons be damned.
Hell, dual wielding fire and ice
is the way I will smite
those two legged demons.
In fact, the only way you could get me into
the dragon missions would be
the potential to ride them, and guide them
to the chicken farms.
At which point, then I would invoke the dragons wrath,
force open the maws of fiery doom upon the hellish feathered fiends.
One might ask,
why I bear such animosity,
such bare, raw loathing toward the chickens.
Because I spent hours questing and testing myself,
besting the best in that game,
only to have the biggest shame land on my shoulders.
I killed a chicken and lost it all,
had the most dreadful fall, first a wanted woman,
then into the dungeons,
into the pits.
At which point I quit,
..............because the chickens ruined my life.
this is the most beautiful poem i have ever read. i fucking hate those chickens.
Animo Flagrante
I'm but a simple Redgaurd.
Named Animo Flagrante,
Flaming Soul, for my passion in battle.
I lead many guilds, all with great strength.
The Thieves Guild accepted me as their leader,
After I exposed and defeated Mercer Frey.
I brought the guild back to it's full potential,
And gained a new honor at the same time.
I am now Nightingale.
The Dark Brotherhood allowed me to enter their ranks,
As I learned their history, and their ablilities.
A vampire child, and elderly alchemist, even a werewolf!
All work with me, to make our existence known.
I save the guild from revenge seeking guards.
Kill the emperor, gain my title as leader of the guild.
I am called The Listener.
I join the Companions,
A fighters guild in Whiterun.
I complete missions with my ally Farkas.
We fight the Silver Hand, and I learn of the Circle.
A select group in the Companions,
Happen to be werewolves, thought of as both a blessing and curse.
They accept me in the Circle,
Turn me into a magnificent beast.
I use this power to help the Companions beat their enemy.
One by one, they come to me to cure them of this "curse"
I gain a leadership role after helping Kodlak.
I am now the new Harbinger.
I travel from town to town,
Helping others as I go.
Getting in the Jarl's favor,
And earning new titles again.
In many town, I am a thane.
Ah, such honor, but none can compare,
To the power of the dragons voice.
I learn I have dragons strength,
Can shout others to death.
The Greybeards teach me the way of the Thu'um.
Every shout I learn has great power,
And aides me in battle, as well as in travel.
I am Dragonborn.
Well now, I seem to make friends everywhere.
I grow more powerful by the day.
I would spend my time fighting for what's right,
Protecting those who follow me.
I am Nightengale, Listener.
I am Harbinger, Thane, and Dragonborn.
I have more power than anyone can imagine.
I am Animo Flagrante, Flaming Soul.
I'm but a simple Redgaurd.
Named Animo Flagrante,
Flaming Soul, for my passion in battle.
I lead many guilds, all with great strength.
The Thieves Guild accepted me as their leader,
After I exposed and defeated Mercer Frey.
I brought the guild back to it's full potential,
And gained a new honor at the same time.
I am now Nightingale.
The Dark Brotherhood allowed me to enter their ranks,
As I learned their history, and their ablilities.
A vampire child, and elderly alchemist, even a werewolf!
All work with me, to make our existence known.
I save the guild from revenge seeking guards.
Kill the emperor, gain my title as leader of the guild.
I am called The Listener.
I join the Companions,
A fighters guild in Whiterun.
I complete missions with my ally Farkas.
We fight the Silver Hand, and I learn of the Circle.
A select group in the Companions,
Happen to be werewolves, thought of as both a blessing and curse.
They accept me in the Circle,
Turn me into a magnificent beast.
I use this power to help the Companions beat their enemy.
One by one, they come to me to cure them of this "curse"
I gain a leadership role after helping Kodlak.
I am now the new Harbinger.
I travel from town to town,
Helping others as I go.
Getting in the Jarl's favor,
And earning new titles again.
In many town, I am a thane.
Ah, such honor, but none can compare,
To the power of the dragons voice.
I learn I have dragons strength,
Can shout others to death.
The Greybeards teach me the way of the Thu'um.
Every shout I learn has great power,
And aides me in battle, as well as in travel.
I am Dragonborn.
Well now, I seem to make friends everywhere.
I grow more powerful by the day.
I would spend my time fighting for what's right,
Protecting those who follow me.
I am Nightengale, Listener.
I am Harbinger, Thane, and Dragonborn.
I have more power than anyone can imagine.
I am Animo Flagrante, Flaming Soul.
