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If you are unable to be anything else, be kind; it costs you nothing, but it means everything to someone else.


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Where do poems come from?
Poetry / by BastionKnight
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2 hours ago
...See more Clutch Ephemera, gossamer wisp. Ghosts of emotions, intangible. Poured from burning beating crucible, Distilled to essence of syllable. Resurrected raw, sharp, and blinding crisp.
Too Much
Poetry / by BastionKnight
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November 14th
...See more If set to flight each grain of sand, By crashing wave and tidal roar. Shall drive haboob across the land, And leave a barren, rocky shore. Once fallen, why press the attack? It's not enough to cause defeat? To force the bone until they crack, And gnaw upon the fragile meat. Fiend or friend speak with both voices. The war is won or lost within. Freedom from the chain of choices, Or loose the beast who shares this skin. If churning sand can dance and sigh, Under receding wave's caress. Tide, drag away all tears to cry and drown in undertow the stress.
The Dunes
Poetry / by BastionKnight
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November 12th
...See more Evening sky of grey and orange, fleeting clouds of gossamer lace. On spongey lichen It crouched kneeling. Through gorse and heath Its fingers feeling. Above It screaming seagulls wheeling. Rising slowly, frame unfolding. The head turns at a glacial pace. Sand slides hissing at whipped wind's kissing. Salted air assaults Its face. Striding slowly on sandy soil that sinks and drags and undulates. The marram dances as it passes, Its hands stabbed by the sharp-tipped grasses. Sunset now burns in bronze and brasses. Summit crested, beach below. Crashing waves that builds then devastates. Sea-scent tingles, with wild flower mingles. From the dune It stares and waits.
Unspoken
Poetry / by BastionKnight
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November 5th
...See more Lion-mouse, Dragon-dove and Mr Jangeley, Whisper-soft, such cold delight, sharing company. In the attic, so so white, Two round windows searing bright, Clock tock tick stop... We all sit down to Tea Dragon-dove, head to the side, looks on puzzledly; "What are those on your skin, the colours that I see?" Fearsome red and livid blue, Mauve and mottled purple too. "Ink stains, not more" And nod assuringly. Breathless day standing still, and passing endlessly. Creaking floorboards under groan, throb arrhythmically. Cobwebbed corner, dusty book, It is to that now they look, Closed. Bound. Sealed. Locked. Around the neck a key. Squeaking purr, bristling fur, "Will you show that to me?" Lion-mouse pointing paw, the others both agree. Writhing under focused gaze, Caught beneath the windows rays. Excuse profuse. "Another time maybe?" Leaning forth, ribcage tune, and smiling secretly. From rictus lips, fermented words of Mr Jangeley. In the attic with no door, Empty room and nothing more. "Alone inside. And ever shall it be"
The Lost Garden
Poetry / by BastionKnight
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November 2nd
...See more Wanderer rests against the tree, Wild wind groomed hair and dust stained clothes. Ahead a shattered apiary, Overgrown by damson and sloes. Behind the foxglove and sweet pea,  The briar penetrates hedgerows. As thorns engulf the burnt debris, A garden that no longer grows. Advancing on and pushing free, The gate that this sad site enclose. He kneels, and sighs in sympathy, Beholding there the tattered rose. Brushing aside an errant bee, He reaches down, his hand appose, That flower scooped up carefully. The dirt betwixt his fingers flows. "Unhappy fate in you I see Your mangled form, this cruel repose. No more alone. I mourn for thee, The storm, your epitaph compose" Then laying in dark soil gently, Stem and leaf, petals rugose Buried as the clouds wept softly. The thunder sobbing throbbing woes.
Just a normal street
Poetry / by BastionKnight
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November 1st
...See more I saw a unicorn today trotting past my door. It's mane of moonlight flowing proudly, Fetlocks feathered and white coat cloudy. It neighed for naught but did so loudly. From sparking hooves the splash rose misty, (As ghosts of last night's rain turned wispy), The road beneath grew wild and twisty. And never has it done that before! With breath and sleeve I cleared the pane, but odder yet I saw. Upon the steaming asphalt glowing, Ploughed bobbing bow, behind which rowing, A mess of goblins, lungs a-blowing With shanty shrill and chests a-heaving. Through crumbly crests of tarmac cleaving, A ragged zigzag course were weaving, Their wee ship to some unknown shore. If views can shake then mine were shook down to their very core. Nor was this all I gave mute greeting. Some more, some less worth here repeating. Stranger strangers that passed by fleeting. And as the day bled out it's colour, Returned to grey, both hue and duller, Fading mirage of storm kissed summer. I peer from my window seeking more.
Written to you
Poetry / by BastionKnight
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October 31st
...See more Hello there you, I'm pleased you're here, and thankyou for your time. It tickles as your eyes stroke by and comfort line by line. My name is Poem, I was created. Each syllable has been dedicated. Words tasted, chose, then concentrated. Collated just for One; "But who?" A few more words along you'll see, that One in fact is You! I'm guessing from that confused look you think "It can't mean me?" But be assured as you read on, that I was formed for thee. Keep reading; in this we are together, As sunshine sparkles through horrid weather. You aught to know you are a treasure. Something you might not hear enough. So think on me, this ode to you, and smile when times are tough.
A Knight's Code
Poetry / by BastionKnight
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October 30th
...See more I wrote this a while back as an exercise and as a guide for when I might be feeling a little lost, to remind myself what is important. Ideals which I ever strive to adhere to. So without further ado, i present my poem, "A Knight's Code". Be Just in both thought and deed: Do not wait in expectation nor judge by comparison. The moral path you set yourself, paved not by what others have done. Defend with zeal those in need: Heed the call when others cry, for it is then they need your might.  Remember that but for blind chance it could be you lost to the night.  Be brave as you proceed: Courage should be wise, not reckless. Face down doubt as you explore. Live with conviction and with passion. When afraid, take one step more.  Let compassion take the lead:  Your strengths, for good must be used at every opportunity.  If none arises, go and seek it, both kindly and prudently.  Be Respectful through your creed: There is no grounds to prove dominion, no reason to be cruel. Nobility is behaviour's mirror and dignity its Jewel. Stay Honest, never mislead:  Voice truth but ever mindful your words do not a blade become. Live so that you need never promise - Speaking is the same as done. Be Loyal and to your heart heed: Remain true to those you pledge or have responsibility. For those you care, give all your heart, open and unreservedly. Your Self-Control, do not cede: Show tolerance and patience both. Endure, forbear, swallow dread. Bear the unbearable. Let your heart guide but by your reason tread. Honour is a precious Seed: By your acts your worth is weighed. They pass yet their effects remain. Betray not your principles, then no indignity can ever stain.
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