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BastionKnight
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"But the tigers come at night,
With their voices soft as thunder,
As they tear your hope apart,
And they turn your dream to shame." - Fantine (Les Misérables) 

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Unspoken
Poetry / by BastionKnight
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 Tuesday
...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
Last post
 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
Last post
 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
Last post
 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
Last post
 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.
Bedroom
Poetry / by BastionKnight
Last post
 October 26th
...See more "Goodnight and may your dreams be sweet" The Bed! I beg, just look beneath! Then sound on stairs, (and gnashing teeth). Betrayal of receding feet. Then terror twists the tamed terrain. Desperate lamp of dusk is fading. Shadows crouch, anticipating.  Creeping claws across black-ice pane. Stillness; The whole house holds it's breath. Each door a traitor in waiting, A gloom glutted gullet gaping. Trapped in this night-choked edifice. The cover shields the fear filled nest. Hands clenched tight, soundlessly pleading. But only ghouls hide here heeding  The pounding drum caged in the chest. Hold your breath or else they'll eat you! Fear wide eyes are madly searching, For monsters in the room perching, Always lurking at edge of view. With time, sight pierced the murky haze. Vison grants awful clarity, A door ajar that should not be! Panic-struck mind is set ablaze. The dark bleeds morbid silhouette. It's just a cupboard, nothing more! But what is creaking on the floor!? Unbidden ghosts I can't forget. Evil forms as an unseen beast. Insides turned to frozen slurry, Screaming now for help to hurry. The hungry fiend prepares to feast. Blinding life with a click floods in, Light washes back normality Comfort scares off brutality. Standing guard to let sleep begin. So when in time it is you that sings the lullabies, Remember that 'twas once you that saw with those same eyes.
Happiness
Poetry / by BastionKnight
Last post
 October 9th
...See more Elusive friend dancing a fingertip out of reach from me, Across the steep valley, from the sunlit mountain peak you wave. Your yodel call echoes, a sanguine sing-song melody. Your movement entrancing; unselfconscious, carefree, and brave. From the shore I watch your vessel bobbing out at sea, Near and yet so far. The return to harbour I crave. Frozen platform waiting in anticipation. Hopeful eyes scanning empty carriages, perplexed. Disappointment watches Drive leave the station, Wistfully longing that your train be the next. Marvel at your delicate creation And the power of how your touch affects. Each gathering, a party you make. Always the very best company. Butterflies follow in your wake Inspiring camaraderie. Bright grin banishing heartache. Invite yearned for jealously. Your essence hides inside. "Draw it forth alchemist!" Let it be the guide From this maze of mist. Last of tears cried, The fugue dismissed. "Happiness, Stay a while" Hands press. Beguile. "YES!?" *Smile*
In awe of you.
Poetry / by BastionKnight
Last post
 October 26th
...See more To be the air that passes 'twixt the soft pastel gates, And be transformed to honeysuckle melody.  Then dance upon enchanted breath, Oh blissful fate! A sigh to which the aether pledged fidelity And evermore be swept in your oceanic grace, And nevermore wish to wake from those azure deeps. As love-sick leaves in adoration around you race. Within you all begins anew and all completes.
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