"scamps" poems - Hello Poetry

HOW YOU SHOULD KNOW US DEATH, DEFEAT, AND FEAR We do not die. We do not fear death. Destroy the Body, and the Animus is cast into The Darkness. But the Animus returns. But we are not all brave. We feel pain, and fear it. We feel shame, and fear it. We feel loss, and fear it. We hate the Darkness, and fear it. The Scamps have small thoughts, and cannot fear greatly. The Vermai have no thoughts, and cannot fear. The Dremora have deep thoughts, and must master fear to overcome it. THE CLAN BOND We are not born; we have not fathers nor mothers, yet we have kin and clans. The clan-form is strong. It shapes body and thought. In the clan-form is strength an purpose THE OATH BOND We serve by choice. We serve the strong, so that their strength might shield us. Clans serve by long-practice, but practice may change. Dremora have long served the dreamer but not always so. Practice is secure when oath-bonds are secure, and trust is shared. When oath-bonds are weak, there is pain, and shame, and loss, and Darkness, and great fear. HOW WE THINK ABOUT MAN Perhaps you find Scamps comic, and Vermai brutish. How then do you imagine we view you humans? You are the Prey, and we are the Huntsmen. The Scamps are the Hounds, and the Vermai the Beaters. Your flesh is sweet, and the chase is diverting. As you may sometimes praise the fox or hare, admiring its cunning and speed, and lamenting as the hounds tear its flesh, so do we sometimes admire our prey, and secretly applaud when it cheats our snares or eludes pursuit. But, like all worldly things, you will in time wear, and be used up. You age, grow ugly, weak, and foolish. You are always lost, late or soon. Sometimes the prey turns upon us and bites. It is a small thing. When wounded or weary, we fly away to restore. Sometimes a precious thing is lost, but that risk makes the chase all the sweeter. MAN'S MYSTERY Man is mortal, and doomed to death and failure and loss. This lies beyond our comprehension - why do you not despair?

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Mar 23, 2013

Mar 23, 2013 at 1:53 PM UTC

dagoth-i-am

Musings of Monsters

HOW YOU SHOULD KNOW US DEATH, DEFEAT, AND FEAR We do not die. We do not fear death. Destroy the Body, and the Animus is cast into The Darkness. But the Animus returns. But we are not all brave. We feel pain, and fear it. We feel shame, and fear it. We feel loss, and fear it. We hate the Darkness, and fear it. The Scamps have small thoughts, and cannot fear greatly. The Vermai have no thoughts, and cannot fear. The Dremora have deep thoughts, and must master fear to overcome it. THE CLAN BOND We are not born; we have not fathers nor mothers, yet we have kin and clans. The clan-form is strong. It shapes body and thought. In the clan-form is strength an purpose THE OATH BOND We serve by choice. We serve the strong, so that their strength might shield us. Clans serve by long-practice, but practice may change. Dremora have long served the dreamer but not always so. Practice is secure when oath-bonds are secure, and trust is shared. When oath-bonds are weak, there is pain, and shame, and loss, and Darkness, and great fear. HOW WE THINK ABOUT MAN Perhaps you find Scamps comic, and Vermai brutish. How then do you imagine we view you humans? You are the Prey, and we are the Huntsmen. The Scamps are the Hounds, and the Vermai the Beaters. Your flesh is sweet, and the chase is diverting. As you may sometimes praise the fox or hare, admiring its cunning and speed, and lamenting as the hounds tear its flesh, so do we sometimes admire our prey, and secretly applaud when it cheats our snares or eludes pursuit. But, like all worldly things, you will in time wear, and be used up. You age, grow ugly, weak, and foolish. You are always lost, late or soon. Sometimes the prey turns upon us and bites. It is a small thing. When wounded or weary, we fly away to restore. Sometimes a precious thing is lost, but that risk makes the chase all the sweeter. MAN'S MYSTERY Man is mortal, and doomed to death and failure and loss. This lies beyond our comprehension - why do you not despair?

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I'll have you know the movies love me, they love my lovely face in silhouette and they say, 'oh you are the reason we do what we do.' I think you should know the sidewalk loves me, they heave my great weight effortlessly and say, 'oh, it's such an honor to hold your burdens up.' You should probably be aware that waters love me. they ****** me in the most intimate places and say, 'oh how can I not tickle you so?' and luck, she burrows in the meager coins in my pocket while she seduces a golden deity to give me baby prosperities. Blessings, those scamps, they just adore me! Ringing and ringing their bright silver bells so that only I can hear them... throwing butterflies down with the rain so the drops fall Softly Down against my skin because Time, he seduces me. He takes me into the strongest hold and tells me stories! Oh, the stories Time will weave just so I don't leave his lap and- I'll warn you, the stars are mesmerized by tracing the shadows in my face. They love to play hide in seek, they hide in my eyes for days and I can't find them. And Laugh! Laugh thinks I am her playmate and she shares whispers with no other. With no other that is not me. I am loved the universe wide, I am loved Far reaches of the sky, I am loved. Beneath the sticking blades of grass- yes, loved there as well. I am loved, Now hold my hand and Love me too. Sahn 3/11/15

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Mar 11, 2015

Mar 11, 2015 at 11:48 PM UTC

slovesdisco

On the ways which I've Been Loved

I'll have you know the movies love me, they love my lovely face in silhouette and they say, 'oh you are the reason we do what we do.' I think you should know the sidewalk loves me, they heave my great weight effortlessly and say, 'oh, it's such an honor to hold your burdens up.' You should probably be aware that waters love me. they ****** me in the most intimate places and say, 'oh how can I not tickle you so?' and luck, she burrows in the meager coins in my pocket while she seduces a golden deity to give me baby prosperities. Blessings, those scamps, they just adore me! Ringing and ringing their bright silver bells so that only I can hear them... throwing butterflies down with the rain so the drops fall Softly Down against my skin because Time, he seduces me. He takes me into the strongest hold and tells me stories! Oh, the stories Time will weave just so I don't leave his lap and- I'll warn you, the stars are mesmerized by tracing the shadows in my face. They love to play hide in seek, they hide in my eyes for days and I can't find them. And Laugh! Laugh thinks I am her playmate and she shares whispers with no other. With no other that is not me. I am loved the universe wide, I am loved Far reaches of the sky, I am loved. Beneath the sticking blades of grass- yes, loved there as well. I am loved, Now hold my hand and Love me too. Sahn 3/11/15

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another city afternoon the sound of scamps playing below and the passing subway roar who can ask for more on this brooklyn afternoon the sunshine asks what else in store just the shadows of curtains and trees if you please tempering a fading sirening back into familiar hums of a city that'll never appease as an early spring evening settles in to say it's alright and so long to you and everyone, and twilight purrs on for us and anyone always again.

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Mar 19, 2025

Mar 19, 2025 at 6:26 PM UTC

IanCarpenter

Another City Afternooon

another city afternoon the sound of scamps playing below and the passing subway roar who can ask for more on this brooklyn afternoon the sunshine asks what else in store just the shadows of curtains and trees if you please tempering a fading sirening back into familiar hums of a city that'll never appease as an early spring evening settles in to say it's alright and so long to you and everyone, and twilight purrs on for us and anyone always again.

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The lavender pie he swiped from the tables gave way to many creating tall fables they ran down the corridor, looking for more giggling and romping until they were sore running through the library and lush gardens proper leaving behind nothing but messes to topper he and his friends saw no end in sight until one of the staff gave them a terrible fright "you'll leave The Gem Hotel with nothing but haste before I send for the constable to come and lambaste" it seems peering eyes had thrown things awry when the dishwasher had seen him pilfer the pie they hid in a room, large and ornate so large in fact, they could not berate as the echoes of the mob could be heard from their gait their fates to be held by a simple-something they ate the friction was taught, so tight it could tear until one of them noticed a phone behind a chair "quickly, I have a plan" he said and rung the front desk ring "we bewail our actions, were nothing but pests" "meet us out front and we'll put this to rest" "How will we know this isn't a test to best?" "I'll be in the window with no other guests" clink So he stood in the 2nd story window with defiant disruption as the crowd who had gathered went into full bore eruption cheers and wails a mixed bag of admiration as rumors of the scamps had swirled from the situation his friends slipped outside as he looked up at the sky "All of this over a little purple pie?" jump

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Aug 21, 2020

Aug 21, 2020 at 10:58 AM UTC

edward-clyde

Lavender Pie

The lavender pie he swiped from the tables gave way to many creating tall fables they ran down the corridor, looking for more giggling and romping until they were sore running through the library and lush gardens proper leaving behind nothing but messes to topper he and his friends saw no end in sight until one of the staff gave them a terrible fright "you'll leave The Gem Hotel with nothing but haste before I send for the constable to come and lambaste" it seems peering eyes had thrown things awry when the dishwasher had seen him pilfer the pie they hid in a room, large and ornate so large in fact, they could not berate as the echoes of the mob could be heard from their gait their fates to be held by a simple-something they ate the friction was taught, so tight it could tear until one of them noticed a phone behind a chair "quickly, I have a plan" he said and rung the front desk ring "we bewail our actions, were nothing but pests" "meet us out front and we'll put this to rest" "How will we know this isn't a test to best?" "I'll be in the window with no other guests" clink So he stood in the 2nd story window with defiant disruption as the crowd who had gathered went into full bore eruption cheers and wails a mixed bag of admiration as rumors of the scamps had swirled from the situation his friends slipped outside as he looked up at the sky "All of this over a little purple pie?" jump

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breezing 70 in the blue three on the tree 65 Dodge Dart down I-75 to Toledo from Detroit with my eyes to America dreaming, running to or from concrete approaching, maybe the nearest exit may be my abutment or my future the worn torn bench seat - fixed mind eyes concentrated like frozen orange juice canned- blurring exits with on-ramps my mind's eye constipated violet lamps illuminating, where convicts and scamps and confused gather to try to ride tires to nowhere to find no signs of life here but the slant-six cylinders firing

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Mar 16, 2016

Mar 16, 2016 at 2:38 AM UTC

wordvango

blue dart

breezing 70 in the blue three on the tree 65 Dodge Dart down I-75 to Toledo from Detroit with my eyes to America dreaming, running to or from concrete approaching, maybe the nearest exit may be my abutment or my future the worn torn bench seat - fixed mind eyes concentrated like frozen orange juice canned- blurring exits with on-ramps my mind's eye constipated violet lamps illuminating, where convicts and scamps and confused gather to try to ride tires to nowhere to find no signs of life here but the slant-six cylinders firing

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Furry feet and floppy ears, so adorable it can bring you to tears. Whimpering and yipping all hours of the night. Chewing on your favorite shoes to your sheer terror and delight. No matter what the breed no one can resist. A sad eye puppy with a cold wet nose. Warming and loving no matter what your day was like. It is willing to lick your feet even when nothing else might. Such playful scamps that take up space on a rug. With all of our emotions we want one, it must be puppy love.

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Aug 16, 2015

Aug 16, 2015 at 10:43 PM UTC

james-m-vines89

Puppy Love

Furry feet and floppy ears, so adorable it can bring you to tears. Whimpering and yipping all hours of the night. Chewing on your favorite shoes to your sheer terror and delight. No matter what the breed no one can resist. A sad eye puppy with a cold wet nose. Warming and loving no matter what your day was like. It is willing to lick your feet even when nothing else might. Such playful scamps that take up space on a rug. With all of our emotions we want one, it must be puppy love.

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