Musings by Leal

[Lealnemarr]

So, last night, we watched The Princess Bride for the 284723987 time but our kids forgot they had seen it, which was fun....and it reminded me of this half-written poem I had started (you'll see why). Figured I would post some things I've been working on and off on. My creative juices certainly have dried up over the years, but as long as someone likes them more than Vogon poetry, I think we'll be okay *g*

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The Wish

I lay dying on the burning desert sand,
pouring my heart and soul to the sun.
When darkness befell my eyes,
I let my self sink into it's black pits.

I awoke, to the croaking voice
of a crooked old man.
His withered hands brushed my brow,
a trickle of cold water upon my face.

I asked him what I was doing here,
as I gazed around at the oasis around me.
"You said you had to live...due to a true love."
he replied with a smile.

Indeed, I had told the blazing sun that I loved.
This one man in particular...
I could not live without.

"So what will you have me do?"
I asked, rising to my feet.
"You have three wishes, my dear,"
He answered me, crossing his arms.
"Choose them wisely...let your heart decide."

I pondered for a while,
reflecting back upon my life.
and began to make my wishes,
trusting my heart to make
the wisest choices.

I wished for a best friend,
the one I knew I never had..
and the old man, lead you towards me.

Stunned, I blurted out
that I wanted a true love.
A love that will stay strong
until the ends of time.
no matter if it was wrong or right.

And you placed your hand in mine,
gazing into my eyes;
my wish was once again fulfilled.

Lastly, tears of stunned joy
running down my cheeks,
I asked for a future,
in which I would be happy.

Once again, the old man
motioned to you, standing next to me,
holding my hand and gazing at me
with that smile of yours. The old man,
a smile on his withered face, gave a wise nod.

"As you wish..."

[SidraLockel Eltoran]

T.T Oh, my gosh, Lealnemarr! This poem is SO sweet! I love it! I definitely feel The Princess Bride vibes in it. It makes we want to watch the movie again!

I also know what you mean about your creative juices drying up. I feel like I was the most creative during the early years of the plaza. I used to write SO many poems! But it's been awhile since I've written any good ones. Maybe having the plaza back will help get those creative juices flowing again!

[Lealnemarr]

Thank you, @SidraLockel Eltoran! I appreciate your kindness :) I think it also was a factor of time--back in the old days, I was young, free, single and had nothing but time to write and reflect and focus. And now, I'm dragged in a hundred directions a day and my poor brain is frazzled by the time I should have time to write! But, yes, maybe that long break and maybe some new self-dedicated "me time" will be what I need to write some more! Though, I did write a little doodle this morning during a work meeting, so I'll post that here in a bit!

[Lealnemarr]

The Poet:

The faint scratch
of pen on paper,
fills the room with
a tinny sound.

A poet, deeply immersed
in her work.

The words may not be
the best.
The lines may not rhyme
But they reflect the best things:
Her inner thoughts...
Her emotions...
Me...

[Eorlana Corvys]

@Lealnemarr Definitely better than Vogon poetry. Thank you for sharing a bit of yourself with us; it was lovely.

I was just looking back at all of the poetry I wrote in the archives, and it amazed me. I guess the Plaza was really a muse for a lot of us, so I'm glad to see I'm not the only one trying to get that back.

[Yávië]

I awoke, to the croaking voice
of a crooked old man.

I love this line. I think it's something about the rhythm of 'croaking' and 'crooked' if you say it out loud. And of course, you can't go wrong in the genre of "inspired by The Princess Bride".

Thanks for sharing! And I totally understand. I think the Plaza held me accountable to actually finishing anything. Even just a tiny RP scene, instead of just scribbling down the odd snippet that I never look at again.