I am sitting among my friends Copper and Nelendor, along with my Papa and Father. A lot is going on, and I suddenly feel overwhelmed, so I sit a bit off, and listen to their talk. I find writing poems helps me to calm, so here we go...
Poem 1:
Sometimes I hear their cries
The screams of the ones
Who have long since past
They keep me up at night
As they whisper in my ear
Telling me stories
Of how their end came near
Some saw it coming
Some saw the blade
Some will never know
How their time came to pass
I listen to the stories
Of those long since lost
And wonder
When will I be the one
Whispering in the child's ear?
Papa just said that he is worried that after people abandon their farms that they may not come back. I do so hope this orc trouble and drought goes away soon. I don't like seeing my Papa and Father so stressed. I sometimes worry I am causing them too much trouble, and they get irritated with me but won't show it. Like now, Father left the group and I worry if I said something wrong.
Poem 2:
Orcs are mean
Orcs cause trouble
Why can't they go and leave our rubble?
Drought is killing our wonderful crops
Why does nature hate us so?
I wish it would all go away
So my Papa and Father...
will be happy once more...
That was a very badly written poem. This drought and orcs have got everyone unhappy. If I ever saw an Orc I am sure it would regret ever seeing me! My full wrath would unleash on it.
Poem 3:
His white coat
Standing out amongst the green of the trees
I see his fangs
But they don't scare me
He calls to me, and I long to go
The sound of the nature
Along with my pack
That would be paradise
If only...I were a wolf.
My poetry writing is sloppy today, but that is alright. No one shall ever see it, except me of course. Nelen just left to rest, and Father has not yet returned. I do not know what to write now. I guess my thoughts have all dried up.
Father is back! I will end my writing now.
((OOC: Syllea is writing this as she is amongst her friends and family. I as the writer have not edited anything other than grammar errors, so the poems are not great, just random spurts of thoughts, which may not make sense to all.))
