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The Dragon at Retal



I don my helmet; hoist my spear.
Smear face with blood to stave off fear.
Battling dragons, for this I roam
never leaving comforts of home

I do not know the rules of war,
tremble with fear outside my door.
Safe in cyberspace I rally
counting dragons—handsome tally

There truly is no loss or strife
in this game of virtual life.
Though I can never win or fail,
I count the time as great travail.

Through journey onward and within,
true monster lives beneath my skin.

Author notes

I made an effort to understand Dragon at Retal before I composed my poem. I think it is a reference to a video game, so I wrote a poem about playing a game that involves fighting dragons. Does this fit?

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  • Demington
    March 24, 2008
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    I reread this...here is the link to the story, just in case you were curious. It's rather long, but if you're curious...

    http://storywrite.com/story/129341

    It was literally the first story above thirty pages that I'd ever written.


  • Demington
    March 21, 2008

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    The title was in fact a reference to a story I once collaborated on (The Xha on storywrite). But I do like this poem. It has an odd twisting feel to it that I find very appealing. The rhyme scheme was a little hectic, but it seemed to fit nicely and your word choice was very good as well.

    It seemed a bit awkwardly phrased in a few places but was otherwise a very good write.

    Blessings,

    C


  • Mirthryl
    March 12, 2008

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    Absolutely love the first stanza! Many folk have always wanted to do this, and now can through cyberspace! Second stanza, enjoyed the dragon tally. All games have rules, and those not bothering to read up will learn from sad experience. Oftener, it seems a friend introduces to a new game, and helps one get started...
    Interesting conclusion, I wonder what we learn about ourselves in the characters we choose and perhaps idealize? I wonder what untamed powers could be ours if comparable exertions in a journey of self-mastery were ventured?