Oh, I have never looked so good
running in armor thru the woods
Adept with blade or mace

And I know a little magic
which for foes is rather tragic
(it’s a perk for my race)

Be it mountain peak or ocean swell
thru rocky hill and grassy dell
nothing slows my pace

Many Quests I need to finish
there’s Evil I must diminish
(And weapons to replace)

Every belonging I have owned
I have bartered, won or stole
Hording gold just in case

I’m constantly slashed, bashed and burned
by dragons, wildlife and Curs
with no fear on my face

Though I have skills that get me by
There are occasions that I’ve died
Thank god for the last “save”

I will keep right on playing
leveling buy quests and slaying
in my CGI escape

January 2012

There are times I wish I could step into yesterday
Where weekends meant all I had to do was play

When I still believed in God and Santa Clause
And it was so easy to know right from wrong

Stories taught me morals, what is, what was
And eventually I would live happily ever after in love

2011 Black Dragon Logo & Design

You say there is no honesty, endure that everyone lies
Truth offends, so hide it, it happens all the time.
Don’t be hurt when your friends are less then true
It’s the way it’s always been, there’s nothing you can do.

I cannot deny that lies abound, as well as hate and spite
but just because that is so, does it make it right?
What good is honor if one does not stand for what is true?
How is one chivalrous if they can merely pick and choose?

If lies are all there is … and truth is something earned
then why trust the light, when all it shall do is burn?
If pain is what I can expect from enemy and friend
then life is pain, a pain that will never ever end.

Will honesty become nothing more than just another myth?
If there is no loyalty, then it truly does not exsist.
How much must be destroyed, how much must we forget
until we realize that there is more than chaos would suggest.

When truth is nothing more then burned ash upon the wind
what dies next, what will be repressed in our apathetic grip?
Will love fade away, our faith be lost or will hope just disappear?
For there doesn’t seem too much cause for man to keep them near.

A bird with a bright plumed tail
Befriended a fish with golden scales
Together they would chitchat late into the night
Of a world under water, and a world in the sky.

In time the bird grew fond of the fish with golden scales
While the fish fell in love with the bird with a bright plumed tail.
“Come share my world!” asked the fish with delight
The bird only said, “Getting wet don’t feel right.”
“Then take me with you,” the fish would implore.
Fond as he was, the bird thought even that a chore.

The bird would fly from tree to tree
While the fish, with him, longed to be.
With other birds he would fly far and wide
And the fish could only watch and cry.

Further and further the bird would fly
Leaving the fish for days at a time.
Denied a world without his friend the fish soon died.
The bird lamenting, “ I could not love him as he did I.”

I hear your sorrow oh bird with the bright plumed tail
Replied an owl awoke by his wail.
He knew you could not live with him in the sea
And he to STAY with you that could not be.

You told him of worlds he wanted to know
And listened while he talked of his home.
And when he needed to have more
You found his pleas so easy to ignore.

The sun and clouds he desired to see
He needed you to just be his wings
The thrill of flight was yours to give
If not your love then just that gift

What solace is there in darkness?
When angels never leave the light
For their doors so bright dissolve at night
And then the demons come to call.


When awareness slips to slumber
The mind unfettered won’t stay calm
When Nox recalls - I relive it all
I must feel the pain once more.

How many more nights must I dread
How long will I be forced to see
When will the memory be kept from me
I don't want to cry anymore