GoneEFK 22 Share Posted August 25, 2023 (edited) The Book of Valdev Collected rhymes and poems Inspired by true events within the city of Valdev Written by Grisell Balfour Three sisters Three nuns did enter the clinic one day Tis odd, I thought, in the very way They blocked the door so none could leave And cared so little when I did heave. Nothing could stop them from their mission Which they would say, was god-commissioned To collect some money for the poor And give their convent a brand new floor. That I might leave within their grace I left a donation on their plate So know the cost of spiritual salvation: A mere ten minas, to avoid damnation. A note on mushrooms When out foraging in woods, take heed Of flat brown mushrooms o’ rotten seed These false friends of those in need Will make nose run, and bottom bleed Mountain lament Up through winding valley and road We climb, seeking noble mountain abode Of warmed hearth and merrious home. The foul winds claw, they bring us close To our ancestors, and as they blow They whisper ill tidings of treacherous hosts. Past cavern maw, past ice-bound bones We tread, ignoring the pleading tone From the sunken gully that stirreth dread. Then through the mist, two torches blaze A threshold, to rooms of wine and bread Full o’ dancing folk in a festive haze. Yet as the fires and songs wear on, I step away, into night ‘fore dawn To listen again to the cooling airs. They speak of heath and hills I know The vales of green, the wilds I roamed And the embers inside doth lose their glow. The rhyme of Toby Spouth Toby Spouth did run his mouth And spoke of nobles with laughter For these small slights he lost his rights And couldn’t stop smiling thereafter Toby said he’d fight till dead A duel he did propose He tripped instead, fell on his head And landed on top of his nose Toby stood up, and cursed his luck Expecting to be excused But someone rushed in, and making a din Of wizardry he was accused So now we all go back to court To watch poor Toby’s new trial Maybe this time, he’ll toe the line And save us the pain of denial. Children of Valdev Round, round, round they go, Heading where? I do not know Through the town and square they flow Starring role of everyone’s show Loud, loud, loud are they For what purpose? I could not say Covered in mud, and seeds, and hay To them the world’s their personal play Quiet, quiet, quiet please There’s been enough frivolity I need fine wine and strongest cheese That I may write my books in peace. Ballade of lost beginnings From a womb of cloud and stone I fell upon the earth Swallowed by sea I settled ‘mong bones And sank to Metztli's mirth "Now my soul will be weighed and worthed" I sobbed, wailed and cried But the mercy of death cannot be gi'en To those who cannot die. I gazed upon my birthplace there Suspended in skies above Then felt a presence coming near That promised not warmth, nor care, nor love. “Thou art lost”, the daemon said, “Doomed ‘fore your mortal life. For the mercy of death cannot be gi’en To those who cannot die.” I know that men have often sought To cheat the laws of death But what’s a life of endless thought Within such darkened depths? With bloodied hand, the daemon offer’d A return to fairer skies Where the mercy of death could again be gi’en To one who could not die. So judge me not for every breath I take with hollowed chest, For I paid the highest price of all To walk with mortal flesh. Edited August 25, 2023 by GoneEFK Formatting issues 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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GoneEFK 22 Author Share Posted August 25, 2023 11 minutes ago, DrHope said: Hide contents This is dope af Spoiler That is most kind you to say! I have also performed the round "Children of Valdev" as a song, feel free to have a listen: Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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