Poetry & Songs

[Moonlight]

Well, I asked the help of my online Oneesan since she's written more haiku than me, and I'm back with the second draft.

~Edited with help of Kazea Tetsujen begin_of_the_skype_highlighting end_of_the_skype_highlighting~

Kitsune Moon (Draft II) - Haiku Quartet


Moonlight graces a
gently lapping sakura
blossom cast river.

Known myth surrounds thee,
O wandering shapeshifter
Only chasing light.

Nine beautiful tails,
Gentle eyes of amber light,
Gleaming this spring night.

Love, fox or princess?
Winding the long threads of fate,
Within veiling mists.

[Moonlight]

Light

Gentle Espeon,
granting life of the spring sun
in depths of dusk.

[Moonlight]

Mighty Mouse

Rattata, small yet
a friend for life, mighty and
gentle companion.

[Moonlight]

Well ... I'm back with a poem I just wrote this morning, XD. While it is fanpoetry, the involved characters only make game appearances (as cards). It's something I just couldn't get out of my mind, so here is the final result.

Characters:
Moon Envoy
Maiden of the Moonlight
Lunar Queen Elziam

Envoy x Maiden

Yugioh: Envoy to the Moonlight Maiden

Warrior though I may be,
Crescent glaive brightly gleaming.
It is not whereaupon I see,
Naught but darkness lies seeming.

Pinpricks of gentle light,
Auburn tresses adorned by the night,
White aura, your only magical might,
Protectress granting evening sight.

So few glimpse your ivory wings,
Or see your continuing devotion.
Only our graceful Queen hears what you have to sing,
Gentle words turned into enrapturing motion.

Though we both guard a light of dusk,
Delivering what is considered just,
I admired what is not a must,
Watching your starfall dust.

Time and conflict come to pass,
We each surviving with little more than life.
Yet naught can surpass,
What blooms from strife.

No longer forced to be repressing,
Softly, slowly expressing,
Finally free of distressing,
Offering a silver band of Queen's blessing.

[Moonlight]

'Preface' to a CLC sidestory.

LoZ: Into the Shadows

But a mere whisper in the night,
A breath of the faintest wind.
Darkness cast by a brief light,
Shades of gray closely intertwined.

Whetting of a blade,
Its low hiss curling through the air.
Bound by his fallen master's harsh crusade,
Desire to prove himself in the err.

Warrior of the dusk,
Created to snuff the reign of gentle light.
Countering hate and mistrust,
Now granted sight.

Dare not to rest in the face of fate,
Or take refuge in a Goddess' shaded meadows.
Care not about one's clouded traits,
Refuse to step into the shadows.

[Moonlight]

Written from Sheik's PoV.

LoZ: Warrior of Shadows

I am but a whisper in the night,
Soon vanishing in a flash of light.

After providing a song of sight,
Lifting you into flight.

Yet there is blue beneath red,
And more than what was said.

Sadly I go,
To continue the flow.

I am but a shadow in your life,
Seemingly causing my own strife.

Such is a warrior's way,
Forever unable to stay .

[Moonlight]

Something that turned out more or less as a present for a friend. From Dark/Shadow Link's PoV. (And, the OC mentioned is not a Sage, to clarify.)

Legend of Zelda: Shroud to Light

Rolling and rich green turf,
Fresh joyful winds.
Far different from my master's dark hearth,
The Hero no longer forced to defend.

I am but his shroud,
Shadow of light.
Merely a dark cloud,
Yet finally turning from plight.

Abandoned for harsh blunder,
Failure in a Sage's shrine.
Torn vastly asunder,
For that of supposed decline.

Alone for a time,
Others filled with distrust.
Watching the stars for a sign,
Unsure of what is just.

Save for one kind soul,
Just a traveling mage.
Yet one that makes me whole,
In her own right a Sage.

Offering a second chance,
A light in the dark.
Sparing more than one glance,
Withholding a tender heart.

Someone to trust, befriend,
Goddess' granted the wish of a shade.
Now on the mend,
Opening my hidden glade.

[Moonlight]

Ren x Cou

Elemental Gelade: Katana no Kaze
~ Sword of Wind ~

Gentle winds dance through the air,
Creating tenderness and care.
Zephyrs coiling with growing might,
Gracing the world with both power and light.

So few desire to truly combine,
Never looking to your unique shine.
You are but a mere power sign,
To those who seek a weapon divine.

Do others see this emotion?
The chance of everlasting devotion?
Or just a gleaming sword?
Something to rend a painful chord?

As plain as it may be,
The blessed blade is wielded free.
Look past my eyes and you will see,
A promise to be fulfilled by you and me.

So few truly know,
Appreciate your purity of snow.
Only seeing you as a tool of destruction,
Causing much strife and interruption.

Yet one does not have to feel,
To form a preserved appeal,
This creating a peaceful seal,
Still so perfectly real.

We are different but alike,
Capable of such an unusual sight.
For our souls react as one,
Hearts forming our own shimmering sun.

[Moonlight]

Not my best, but it is my first song to compose:

Sparrow's Call

A sparrow calls,
From outside of these walls.

I look towards the sky,
And wonder why?

Why can I not spread my wings and fly,
Soar above, by and by?

To shed these feathers of stone,
For these walls to no longer be home.

I look once more,
Yearning to soar.

Fallen no longer,
I can see the ever changing path, yonder.

Though not knowing where it goes,
I follow the river’s flow.

The ceaseless winds of time lift me into flight,
Towards fortune and plight.

Traversing the winding trails of fate,
Whilst the hour becomes late …

[Moonlight]

For a friend's birthday present:

Horse’s Love

With eyes of liquid brown,
And a heart beyond measure,
There is no reason to look down,
For a horse is one’s greatest treasure.

A true friend,
Capable of wonders,
At no end,
Caring even in times asunder.

Withholding intelligence and emotion,
Tall and short, large and small,
Bearing unending loyalty and devotion,
One that will remain through it all.

Splashing through the river of time,
Walking side by side,
Like a gift of the divine,
Allowing naught to disrupt the tide.

We may truly sing,
Run more than a mere score,
Stretch our majestic wings,
For a horse’s love causes us to soar.