Poetry collection

[corncobman]

Pg 640

The Boss Takes Stage, Hoss Comes Unassuaged

The burning wretches,
The ground is aglow.
Bodies round the edges,
Scatter to and run fro.

Pick off the targets,
While they're disorientated.
They are no threats,
While being incinerated.

The Swede is surprised,
No explosives in that stretch.
The air energised,
By runes in ground etched.

But amid all the chaos,
A single driving mind.
Like master and boss,
Cursing all living it finds.

The ghost horse again,
Its smokey wisps flow.
A billowing mane,
Like a creeping shadow.

Toward them unphased,
While the flame dances,
Unafraid of the blaze,
Here it advances...

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Shadow Rider (based on Holy Diver by Dio)

Shadow rider
It's come round to haunt in the midnight heat
Oh it comes ominously

Dark outsider
You can't see its blight but you killed its screen
Oh don't you see the unseen

Gotta get away
Shadow rider, yeah

Trotting silent
Got its eyes on the catch and it's coming through
Something is coming for you

Look out
Here without warning
It hunts everyone now there is no light
Oh knives and guns cannot fight

Gotta get away
Get away

Between the realms it flies
There's a truth that's unrevealed, yeah
The vision, your demise
Like your friends, your fate is sealed

Slowly striding
From afar comes the deathly shade
Unfeeling spook, so depraved

Come, come
Come the betiding
It'll leech your heart but it can't be seen
The night can never be seen, yeah

Soulless rider
It's your life it wants in the midnight scene
Oh it comes ominously

No, no!

Soul defiler
You can't see or fight, but it's death unclean
Oh can't you see the unseen

Gotta get away
Get away
Gotta get away
Get away

Shadow rider
Soul defiler

Here it comes unseen
Oh dark outsider
Shadow rider

Like cat in the blue
Coming after you
Soul defiler
Oh Soul defiler
Yeah, all night

Get away, get away, get away

Shadow rider
Foe outsider
Oh shadow rider

[corncobman]

Pg 641

Flames Fanned, Magical Knife-Hand

Up the ghost trots,
To the edge of the blaze.
Hoof-handed black spots,
Extinguish with its dark ways.

The spreading grey smoke,
Rises up from the traces.
To smother and choke,
Surrounds cold death's embraces.

Ere it breaks the line,
There's a sudden attack.
The knife wielding feline,
With magical feedback.

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Pg 642

Are You Less Weak? Ghost Spirit Speaks

The ghost horse and Lalli,
Staring each down.
Speaking out to he,
With unsettling sounds.

It recognizes the mage,
This terrible ghost.
Stopping to gauge,
Unusually verbose.

Dredging up feelings,
Of past futility,
When he was left reeling,
In vulnerability.

"Are you less weak"
Said with a mocking air.
Do his magic techniques,
Give a battle more fair?

With his anger inflamed,
The ghost will he thwart?
Like hunter with its game,
Hoping for more sport.

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Pg 643

Fodder Smash,  Pain Backlash

In a battle of wills,
The mage and ghost pair.
Testing his new skills,
In astral warfare.

Meanwhile a critter,
Scratches the paint.
Silently skittered,
In a sneak attack feint.

Sigrun shoes swept,
Like leader's doormat.
Double-foot leapt,
Then stomped it flat.

Applying her trade,
To another underneath.
Waving her blade,
Taken out of its sheath.

As she prepares a thrust,
Stinging pain in her clutch.
Her arm still a bust,
Shouldn't move it so much...

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Pg 644

Injury Tweaked, Underneath Sneaked

Pain amplified,
Too much to bear,
Attack override,
Her stitches tear.

Just now realised,
By thrashing tail whipped,
Trouble centralised,
Into the underside slipped.

The vulnerable found,
The insertion begun.
Helpless now, downed,
The injured Sigrun.

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Pg 645

Creatures Surround, Musical Notes Sound

Sigrun's eyes shut,
Somewhat unfit.
Knocked on her butt,
About to get hit.

While the creature lunges,
With an almighty whack,
It's head crunches,
Mikkel's got her back.

While he's got a few,
There are many more besides.
The attack is renewed, and
What of the one underside?

Slightly outnumbered,
Is putting it mildy.
With Sigrun encumbered,
There are no laughs or smiling.

However ring a few notes,
Some kind of instrument.
Musical magic remote,
By a Finnish mage who laments?

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Pg 646



Destruction Away, Hands Up To Pray

Away from the action,
The Finnish mage wise.
Creating a distraction,
By Reynir pressurised.

His eyes closed, both,
In deep concentration,
For a plea, spell or oath,
To help the situation.

The scenes of carnage lay,
At the edge of the lands.
So he readies to pray,
And raises both his hands.

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Pg 647

Owl Mage Embolden, Behold Glow Golden

A spirit in summons,
An emboldened plea.
The timely aid is coming,
Soon the wings fly free.

Perched atop his head,
A mighty bird of prey.
For hope the wings spread,
To shapes and shades fey.

The feathers waft,
Shining gold is the soul.
His hands up aloft,
To himself take control.

With mystic vessel thence,
Before it's all curtains.
To transport his essence
And save them from doom certain.

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Pg 648

Magic/Fire Intermix, Like A Phoenix

The magic expands
To a giant bird of gold.
A pillar with wings fanned,
Such a sight to behold.

Emil is combat-locked,
With a lunging beast.
Flamethrower muzzle cocked,
Heat suddenly increased.

A mystical flame torches,
Enveloping fire crashes.
Magical heat wave scorches,
Turning monster to ashes.

Like the mythical fire-bird,
A phoenix like the sun,
Magic not so absurd,
Since it came not from his gun.

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Pg 649

Burning Wings, Changing Everything

Golden light bathed,
Circular summon waved.
Fire and flame swathed,
Through creatures depraved.

Pair standing agog,
Like light through a fog,
This fine epilogue,
To the physical slog.

Blazing bird of prey,
Magnificent display,
Now aware, are they,
Of the magical ways.

Meanwhile off of his feet.
Summoning complete.
Onni mind overheat,
Such too great a feat.

There remains a clash,
Ghost caught in the flash,
In a moment, brash,
Upward dagger slash.

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Burning Wings (based on Broken Wings by Mr. Mister)

Braidy don't understand
Why we can't just magic on a weird foreign land
This time might be the last, I fear
And this time could all disappear
I'll bleed my soul, oh-ohh

Take these burning wings
And burn the sky again
Burn to save Lalli
And wipe it clear, oh everything
Kokko above just blaze it up and let us win
Take these burning wings

Maybe I think tonight
We can take what went wrong and set it right, mmm
Maybe it's all I know
So use up my flesh
And blood to burn these trolls
I bleed my soul

So take these burning wings
And burn the sky again
Burn to save Tuuri
And wipe it clear, oh everything
Kokko above just blaze it up and cleanse the sin

Take these blazing wings
You've got to burn the sky
Burn to save my sis Tuuri
And wipe it clear, oh everything
Kokko above just flame it up and let us win, yeah, yeah

Cleanse the sin
Cleanse the sin

Maybe it's all I know
So use up my flesh
And blood even take my soul
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah

So take these burning wings
And burn the sky again
Burn to save Lalli
And wipe it clear, oh everything
Kokko above will blaze it up and let us win

Take these flaming wings
You've got to burn the sky
Burn to save my sis Tuuri
And wipe it clear, oh everything
Kokko above will blaze it up and cleanse the sin, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Ooh

[corncobman]

Page 650

Leaving The Frey, Keeping At Bay

A flash blinding.
The spirit evades.
Magic fire unbinding,
Ghost-death's hand stayed.

Beating hasty retreat,
To attack later anew?
But for now victory sweet,
For the embattled crew.

The area is alight,
Bright flames lick.
Mopping up the blight,
Will probably be quick.

Like the eyes of a deer,
The trio still inside.
Tuuri and Reynir, both
Glancing wide-eyed.

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Pg 651

Through The Boards, Can't Be Ignored

Amid the gloom,
Amongst the din,
In a black room,
The trio within.

Crashes, booms, wails,
Banging and shouts.
On a huge scale,
A warzone stake out.

But there below,
Panelled floor creaks,
Wood and metal burrow,
An intruder freak.

Calamity will be met,
Situation most severe.
They don't know it yet,
But kitty feels it near.

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Pg 652

Kitty Flailed, About To Be Assailed

Kitty no like,
The air prevailing,
Into the air hiked,
With its limbs flailing.

Down to the wood,
Jumped the feline.
Running, calling, stood.
Important warning signs.

But all too late now,
Kitty is then tossed.
An intruder allowed,
The boundary crossed...

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Pg 653

Open Wide, To Conquer, Divide

Monster erupts,
To ceiling clamber.
To make corrupt,
The unhappy campers.

Kitty springs back,
In surprised shock.
The trio hijacked,
Their shelter rocked.

Long fingers groping,
Terror now resides.
Eyes wide, mouths open,
Vulnerable, terrified.

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Pg 654

Surprised, Terrorised

Let loose a shot,
At creature sought.
His eyes do spot,
Danger fraught.

Within a foul trap,
The vehicle made scrap,
Fighting handicapped,
And magically inapt.

The scout with his eyes,
Does now recognise,
The trio unsupervised,
Are thus compromised.

Surprised, Terrorised

Let loose a shot,
At creature sought.
His eyes do spot,
Danger fraught.

Within a foul trap,
The vehicle made scrap,
Fighting handicapped,
And magically inapt.

The scout with his eyes,
Does now recognise,
The trio unsupervised,
Are thus compromised.

An unknown state,
The misfit inmates,
What of their fate?
It may be too late...