
Scars of D'Veen
Poem D'Veen: The force hurled me across the clouds, As burning fragments fell, Pale rivers streamed between the shards, A horror I now tell.
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Poem D'Veen: The force hurled me across the clouds, As burning fragments fell, Pale rivers streamed between the shards, A horror I now tell.

This is a directory of all the poems I have written for Indie Ink Fund

Poem D'Veen: The dragon bowed his mighty head, To meet her blackened gaze. “I’ve guarded life for many years. I’ll guide you through this maze.”

Poem D'Veen: He could have told them what it did, And speak one simple truth, But hatred learned at father’s knee Still held the frightened youth.

Poem D'veen: When ol’ King Brocknar claimed the throne, His pride burned deep as flame, He swore no dragon born would live To challenge dwarven reign.

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Poem Scottish Folklore: Each rocket burned like sacred yew, Each emerald spark the old ones knew. The winter veil grew thin and fair, As ghostly voices filled the air.

Poem, Scottish Folklore: At last we reached the highest peak Where earth embraced the sky. The Grey Man faced me, still as frost, And met me eye to eye.