Pre-Sith Poetry
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tinhuvielartanisOh, nice! I found this whilst waiting on a major file transfer to finish up (still waiting). This poem is from 1997, or 1 BSE (Before the Sith Era). I was in love. No, I wasn't just in love. I was hopelessly in love at first sight even! Of course, we're dealing with Humanity, so things turned out badly. Ah well.
I can't believe I was ever that big of a ninny. But I was, and here's the proof. I'd rather shove a spork in my eye as to ever have gone through any of that.
I'll Sing His Song
When I looked into his eyes and saw his spirit there
Dancing in tranquility like down in Summer's air
I fell like leaves from maple trees and plunged into his heart
To rest in fragile symmetry no grief could tear apart.
I'll sing his song unto the moon, the Lady silver bright
And cherish every melody he heralds in the night
No light is keener 'mongst the stars that shimmer in the sky
Heaven's gentle symphony shines sweetly in his eyes.©Tracy A. Evans
21 October, 1997
I can't believe I was ever that big of a ninny. But I was, and here's the proof. I'd rather shove a spork in my eye as to ever have gone through any of that.
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Date: 2009-08-09 02:52 am (UTC)how.
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Date: 2009-08-09 02:58 am (UTC)Just like you.
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Date: 2009-08-09 03:00 am (UTC)I much prefer being an angry, crazy Sith.
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Date: 2009-08-09 01:47 pm (UTC)I'll sing his song......
Date: 2009-08-09 08:04 pm (UTC)Why so angry? It's CUTE!
No, seriously, it often appears ridiculous in retrospect, but back then we really MEANT it, right?
To quote a swedish poet: I have sold my songs to those who have paid,
and God may forgive me, some of the things I have said.
All the Best!
Oleander 56