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Post by eridani on Apr 29, 2009 10:50:23 GMT
AllMirth has wirten many pieces inside the board but here are a couple for you to enjoy.
The Ache
You stole in upon me again this week, Though at a winking distance. Still the answers which I seek Chase questions with persistence. Faith unshaken, I stand strong. It is not doubts which plague me. Crepuscular musings dance in throng And caress my soul, while vaguely Certain slants of thought Hunger after meanings And the differences you wrought Leave a grace of gleanings. Strange but true, my query most haunting, Why, dear death, am I found wanting?
Pastime
Who is the puppet? Who is the master? Which strings’ pulling will avert disaster? The marionette dances as the music plays. Who pays the piper? Who scores the lays? It’s a jest to rival the queen’s best fool, With dialogue out of the absurdist school.
The second act turns upon a tragic theme, Still things are never quite as they seem. Persephone and Demeter their fates reverse, Descent into Hades a mother’s curse. Truth resides in the mangled mythology. Hope abides without apology .
The swineherds drive the pigs to the caves, Insuring a fertile crop of graves. The cycle continues. The blood flows. But, nothing save animosity grows. She cannot alter what is past. Still forgiveness finds them at last.
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