Subj: Silent Strings
Date: 95-07-23 10:40:29 EDT
From: Morngrym


Silent Strings


I walk alone in the Neverwinter Garden
As a new sun rises in the crystal sky
The birth of day, so quite and peaceful
The flame has been lost and I'm not sure why

Its frightening how it can all fade away
So slowly and subtle that you hardly know
Looking at me, what could you say?
Except "I love you"...before the tears came

I've walked many roads to today
And missed some that I wish to have taken
But my heart is strong and hope survives
These have yet to be forsaken

The flowers here have such a gentle beauty
Strange, I've never really noticed before
But the roses wilted for you and me
No water, or care could bring the color back

The argentine scale has finally tipped
And collapsed under the weight of our sadness
Solitude prevails now without regard
For the pain we have or what we miss

In the garden of truth, it becomes clear
As I stand on the edge of this lost love
Revealed to me is the sorrow of blinded men
Who doubt...what they are sure of.



By Morngrym Verigost
Knight-Commander
Bard of KORT

Date: 95-07-10 02:15:02 EDT
From: DarkWolfMM

Hail brothers, I have been away for a time to think the past few weeks out, due to my sponsor's absence I consider it my duty to counsel myself on what I need to work on. I really hate being jumped, and I'm afraid that when I do get jumped I'm apt to say just that. But now, I say this:

Of the greatest woes, that an adventurer knows
In the Realms that are forgotten
Are the unseen blows, that an evil sows
In a manner most truly rotten

In certain places, and certain cases
This thing you will befall
In masked faces, with flails and maces
They are looking for a braul

On the unsuspecting, and neighbor respecting
They are ready to attack
With mercy rejecting, and suprize expecting
They appear upon your back

The adventurer turns, and his stomach churns,
With rage for this wronging
For this the evil yurns, and his very heart burns
For your death his is longing

If you choose to whine, you have not the spine
To go in areas such as these
The evils give no sign, which by me is just fine
As is that they never say please

Tis an unhealthy test, for you did not know to rest
And the evil is ready and prepared
You've not cast blest, these strolls are not your best
Saying such might help, if he cared

An unfortunate thing, this unprovoked bashing
But truly think not it bad
Experience it will bring, and of revenge you may sing
But at the time, you may be mad

Do not down lay, in a peaceful way
You must express your last right
It is not to die, with just a sigh
But it is to fight the fight

Evils can only take, things that men did make
And the greatest things they cannot touch
Tis honor you uphold, with fire, magic and cold
For to die with honor gives pain not much

Truly the lesson here, is one I consider dear
To be strong and your fear tame
You may die without fear, and never shed a tear
For death with honor brings no shame

Think me not liking this, truly it is a deadly kiss
Concede not to death, untill your last breath
Fight with your wits, and slay the evil twits
To be jumped can be sweet, if it's you left on your feet
There is still luck to be had, to bless the deserted and sad
So give the hold a try, and with it time try to by
I may be jumped, but never shall I be stumped
As to the action I must take,...

Kill who I can and fight like a man
To spit in the eye of death
As well as I can, is my plan

DarkWolfMM
Squire to Sir Flame

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Not sure if DarkwolfMM ever made knight, but he was one heck of a poet when it came to being jumped. I think he wrote this after an episode where the cadded (ctl-alt-del) out of a fight where he got jumped. In other words, he bailed out of a critical fight with fellow korters.

Knowing this poem was a bit of a penance brought special meaning to me. I really detest jumpers!

~Auggie~

Subj: Mystra
Date: 95-08-04 12:53:17 EDT
From: Morngrym


Mystra


She is illumination
Offering the powers that we retrieve
Every time the worn pages turn
Reaching to touch the mystical weave

She is energy
Coursing through the veins of heros
In gestures and strange words
The flames may die, but the fire grows

She is power
To make kingdoms crumble, as others rise
Delicate as a flower, fierce as any dragon
In the hands of the blind, and the wise

She is hope
Seeing things we'll never see
A path to the end of struggle
Something to know, something to believe

She is our mistress
We each court her, asking for favor
The reward for our endless labor
A portion of the magic...that is her...



By Morngrym Verigost
Knight-Commander
Bard of KORT!



"Through magic we can achieve...that which many believe
is impossible..."

Subj: For those who need help !!!!
Date: 95-07-28 01:08:27 EDT
From: ZORM

So as you shiver in the cold and the dark
Look into the fire and see in its spark----
My eye
Watching over you.

And when you're lost in the trackless snow,
Look up high where eagles go.
My star
Shines for you.

You are not forsaken.
You are not forgotten.
The north cannot swallow you.
The snows cannot bury you.
I will come for you.

Faerun will grow warmer
And the gods will smile
But oh, my love, gaurd yourself well--
All this may not happen for a long,long while..

ZORM
KNIGHT ERRANT (SPECIAL MEANING)
KNIGHT OF SPELLS
DEFENDER OF THE MEEK
PROTECTOR OF THE WEAK

These are wonderful Brother Auggie thanks so much for sharing them.

Dear Sister Fawn,

These poems warm my heart. Simple, honest, poetry can often speak volumes. I am gladdened that they give you some distraction in this time of deep concern.

(((Fawn)))

Your loving brother,

Auggie~

Subj: True Knights
Date: 95-01-01 13:12:30 EST
From: Morngrym

As we begin a new year, I offer this humble verse...



True Knights


We strive under a banner of honor
Crafted of threads from our lives
Through the darkness and blazing fire
The determination still survives

We've conquered enemies and felt the glory
Embracing the hopes that strong hearts know
Shared our friendships and trained our squires
Planted the seeds and watched them grow

Now the long road stretches before us
Calling us to a new horizon
Sharpen the swords, polish the armor
The adventure has just begun!



A salute to all my brothers and sisters of KORT. May ye always find victory, in every quest and journey!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

Morngrym Verigost
Knight of the Round Table!