Hello, I'm new here and I just wanted to share a poem I wrote about TES IV. I wrote this for another thread where we had to write a poem about the first object on our left. The first object on my left was the door to my room with Oblivion posters and maps hung on it. I don't think the poem is all that good, but I just wanted to share it. (BTW I have yet to get a fishy stick... )

A door so fine,
A land all mine
And a fool so proud
His steps, very loud.

I enter thee
And what do I see?
A place so grand
Behind a portal so bland.

Door, to what do I owe thee?
Forsaken, T'were so lowly.
I give unto thee mine hour
Like a bell, ever so dour.

A prisoner hides,
In a king he confides.
The world dawns
Kvatch yet yawns.

On the horizon gathers a distant light,
Against the hordes of Dagon we must fight!

I thought this was quite nice Great work! And welcome to the forums!

Not too bad.

Good work. Have a http://www.imperial-library.info/sites/default/files/dogate_til_fishystick.jpg.

Nice to see something different! Good words.


It’s also nice to see the Fishy Stick revised, but you might want to explain it to the new guy, since it's been a while since it appeared here. Captain Eldrad would be proud.

Very nice! Much better than anything I could have written. I'm far from being a poet ...
Welcome to the forums, too (:

Nice work!

Just for that, http://images.uesp.net/c/c4/Fishystick.jpg

Pretty good poem! Welcome to the forums!

I didn't get a fishy stick when I joined but I got an ice cream instead, so here.

Nice poem... Welcome!

Like Lady-Mara... I never received a fishy stick

OP, what do you mean it's "not so good", I though it was sweet! You're always welcome to write more!


dang. The Vyper beat me to it!

Has anyone else ever written any Oblivion-inspired poetry?

Back when I first started playing Oblivion I wrote a few. One about the varla stone in Chorrol castle- my character stole it and felt really bad about it later when she didn't get much money for it.
Another about the time the same character lost her paint horse (interestingly, I named the horse Mara) outside Skingrad and didn't find it again until she went to Leyawiin, where it was waiting at the stable she bought it from.

Alas I've lost them somewhere. I didn't write them on this computer, and I've misplaced the paper copies.

Dang!!!!

No, but one of my Morrowind characters was a poet. She worked in Jobasha's Rare Books in Vivec during the day and wrote reams of poetry at night. I took some of her poems down by dictation and added them to her house in Vivec in the form of scrolls. A collection of her poems was printed in Ebonheart and was offered for sale in Jobasha's shop. A few of my later characters bought copies of the book.

I left everything behind when I moved in 2003 and, unfortunately, that included her poems.

Used to compose poetry while I was asleep, then jump up, turn the lights on and try to write it down. After a dozen lines or so it all faded away. None of it was any good, but what the heck, I did it anyway. Just for fun here is a quickie piece of junk:

The wine of old, called Shadowbanish I’m told,
Is sometimes found in places under the ground.
Then the maid of the Inn of Weye asked Baa to try
And recover a bottle or two so she could enjoy it too.
Etc.

This has happened to me a few times. My dreaming-self is like 10x more creative than my waking self. She can compose poems and songs at will, and there are a few times she has done so just before waking. I'll sometimes try my best to remember some of the stuff she's spoken, only to find I can remember maybe a sentence or two.

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Agreed. I enjoy writing fiction, and often I'll wake up in the night full of ideas which I love. I don't write them down right then and there, I tend to forget them ... Which results in my becoming very upset with myself!
Poetry is a different story though - I can't write it asleep or awake. I can't make the words 'flow' like a good poem should.

Yea, neither can I. I've tried poetry here and there, it's just not in the cards for me.

I think if all of us didn't have jobs and responsibilites and kids and bills and cars and ....whatever....we could just focus on being more creative. A lot of us here are creative geniuses, but we're forced to dumb our own creativity constantly, putting it on the back-burner with a low flame, like an egg in a tepid pot of water. And that egg winds up never getting hard-boiled.

Granted, there are folks here who are retired, and don't have a multitude of daily restrictions like I do. Sometimes I look forward to retirement.

From north to south,
from east to west,
I wander while wearing my Huntsman′s vest

This land I see,
so lush and free,
to roam beyond the mountain′s crest

Invasion or not,
a sinister plot,
Lord Dagon the daedra has not forgot

A hero feels the call,
"The portals must fall!",
he cries out loud with great appall

To save the land,
he raises his hand,
and wields his sword and power so grand

The merest sound,
Perhaps a whispering of shoe on stone,
A shimmering in the shadows...
A candle flickered.
"It must have been the wind," he said.

Bravo! Opa!!!

AHH! Nice one! gave me a giggle!

Ode to Mud Crab

Mud crab, oh mud crab
hated are thou
Though you make me bow

Mud crab, oh mud crab
sharp is your claw
It is without flaw

Mud crab, oh mud crab
tasty is your meat
Over your feet

Mud crab, oh mud crab
you creak as you go
down with the flow
Away from your foe

Oh, Oh! I missed this one. Thumbs up, mirocu.

Mud crab, oh mud crab
I like your feel
your creepy claws
advance my skill
my armor’s flaws
need more still

These are actually quite nice, and funny too

Cute poems