Emerged from caverns dank and warm
come I to face the battle
betwixt the angels and the demons
‘mongst humans inane prattle.
Pioneer of thumbed adventure,
no cabinet beyond my grasp,
at least ’til mother scoops me up
and puts me down to nap.
For seeming centuries I play this
waltz of stark permissions.
Then, in a flash, the worlds are opened,
so smooth is the transition.
My heart embraced by stubborn dwarves,
by ancient dragons’ plunder.
Their victories and sorrows touch me
and soon I come to wonder…
New shores golden, hills of amber
and emerald fill my eyes,
where beasts do dwell in harmony
and lizards crest the skies.
With no need for the grass beyond my porch
I delve into fabled oceans,
trek lands no man dared to tread before;
no other had such devotion.
Even after I join the elder bipeds,
and learn of space and time,
after being told it’s only us,
“Those tales are all in your mind,”
I still strive, unhindered and strong,
to bring my worlds to life,
to show their majesty and grace
and prove my worlds are rife
with reality, with pain and courage,
far more than this sad Earth
will ever know or understand;
my imagination’s worth.
Sorry for the poor photo quality. My phone camera sucks. And yes, you finally get a small glimpse at my pretty pretty face! XD
This is a poem inspired by the [TEXT] Famous Prompt. I really liked the idea of doing a ballad, so I made a mini-ballad…thing. Hope you enjoy!