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March 25th, 2009
March 2nd, 2006
February 9th, 2006
04:05 pm
Work in progress-( 'ware now )
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December 7th, 2005
November 30th, 2005
October 3rd, 2005
August 30th, 2005
August 1st, 2005
06:25 pm
To market, to tourney going along
traveling, traveling, all the days long
To battle, to feast hall now we do go
Onward forever, fleet as the doe
A girl stands on hilltop dressed all in black
of jewels and of baubles she holds in her pack
A bard sings in mead hall of heroes in past
of wars we have won and kingdoms so vast
A dancer he teaches by moon and by sun
he aids young and old, his work never done
A lady sits top a tall castle wall
with wool and with silk, she covers us all
A scribe writes a scroll for her king
painted and gilded and sealed with a ring
A herald now calls to all who can hear
to gather together from far and from near
They all come together from near and from far
guiding and teaching when life is hard
They are the family to whom I belong
reason enough to lift voice in song
They gather together from near and from far
Guiding us well when life is hard/helping us be who we are
This is the family to whom I belong
Reason enough to lift voice in song
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July 27th, 2005
July 26th, 2005
July 19th, 2005
02:18 pm
Give thanks to the Crown for ruling this land
Give thanks for the one fighting for you
Give thanks to his noble opponent there stand
And watch the tourney before you
The days started cool and rainy
as the armor he donned
they wanted to fight no matter the wet
So the herald called the field
Give thanks...
Sun breaking clouds with honor given
and yours he holds most dearly
One blow then two then seven then ten
and he battles most fiercely
Give thanks...
In win or in loss, for you he fights
You are his inspiration
Wait for him there at the edge of the field
It matters not his vict'ry
Give thanks...
For glory or honor or chivalry
for ladies' graces full fair
for the love of another held so true
he fights and holds all dearly
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11:25 am
She sits, waiting for her men to come home
and there she will sit forever
Her men rode out on the eve of the stom
and she will wait forever
Late one morning came word to her hall
Men were needed, answer the call
Their lord commanded her brothers to ride
and she will wait forever
They gathered their horses valient and true
and promised to grant enemy's due
as the clouds darkened they said goodbye
and she will wait forever
Three days later the battle was fought
her hall had been emptied for naught
the storm still raged as messengers rode
and she will wait forever
Brothers five rode out to war
and none of them drew breath anymore
All had claimed a warriors' end
and she will wait forever
Years have passed and so has she
Sitting still as promised to be
See her there on the eve of the storm
and she will wait forever
She sits, waiting for the men to come home
and there she will sit forever
Her men rode out on the eve of a storm
and she will wait forever.
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March 13th, 2005
09:43 am - Poem-Never
( never )
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