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Author: Lady Tia    (all articles by this author)
Published on: July 14, 2001

As you may know by now, our new channel is #RealmScape on the StarChat server. We don't do regular poetry readings in there, but it would be nice.  Its understood that we all write poetry, and I am proposing that we post more poems in this newsletter.  I suppose I shall start.  :)

Hearing, Not Listening

How now, that fatal afterglow

whose shimmer fades with the fall of certainty.

Noble grace in fear of camaraderie lost

fearful of what it doesn't understand; fearful of itself

Shining beacon

O solemn sanctuary

and in whatever the noble grace dost believe

Believe hope lies over the Moors

It's where we stand, awaiting your decision.

I can not scream at you,

because I have truly lost my voice.

As long as you realize what is to be reaped

from the struggle taken upon these pillars

Then I shall see you, next fight.

blessings,

Lady Tia

Originally published in Project X Newsletter #59

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