ogre_poetry misstree@chaosmagic.com okay, so this is kind of a strange request... but i do live action role playing (see misstree's_rambling_corner for details), and my character is illiterate but has some poetry memorized (oral tradition and all that)... problem is, i need more... no love poetry, or sex poetry, got more than enough of that... but it's a vaguely medieval setting, and i'm playing a gypsy who spent a few years in the badlands with a bunch of ogres (long story, email me at chaosmagic if you want me to mail you the rather long but relatively intersting character history)... so ANYWAY, the point is that if anyone has/knows of any poems that would be vaguely appropriate and aren't too long to be memorizable in less than a week, please let me know... if you know ones that are longer, well, there's one more event, and then a whole winter but nothing to do but talk to myself and rebuild my repetoire... toss 'em here or email them to me, pretty please? okay i'm done. (boobies! dammit! there's gotta be a cure...) 031027 ... p2 a cure for boobies? i sure hope not! interesting request, i'll give it a shot when i get a chance. perhaps something about an epic ogre battle? 031027 ... misstree yes! battle poetry is especially coveted, and especially hard to find (i've been looking), and i can't quite capture it in my own writing. :) 031027 ... Death of a Rose ooogra.....arrrrgggghhhh. give me stone, bash he head. rip and storm, roar to make he dead. rumble little worm, me coming now run fast before I trap you, beg he will, when I reap. me crash and drag you in to deep. bump and stump, you alredy fled. Oh and "BOOBIES!, BOOBIES!, BOOBIES!" 031027 ... misstree eeeeeeeeheheheheheehehe! that makes me tingle in delicious ways! in character i talk in an accent that is vaguely related to a really bad russian accent, and it just growls beautifully when muttered under my breath. 8D more! more! i'm refraining from ranting about battle chants, too, as there are two that I've been taught, and one is very good with calming focus, and the other just begs to be growled louder and louder, it makes hands twitch and blood boil, it's glorious. :) here's a poem i found in a 'zine years back and copied, with a couple of lines cut out. author was listed as j0b. Why not mimic the hail and pummel the earth with your breath Or like the cyclone tear the sod and rock to shreds Or force the gnomes to seek the fissures of the striated clay to wait for your shadow to pass Or haunt the marshlands with clenched talons and wide, yellow eyes? I will open you up and drink you, if you fail to answer me. 031027 ... Death of a Rose simple death I will bring, my bone driven harrow, scream walking towards you. might of armies in one, corpse eater and pulp madness is in these eyes. take the time to separate your limbs from each other paint my chest with ribs exploded. 031027 ... bandersnatch hook us up with th battle chants, ive alwase been drawn to highly rythmic chants and poems that can be bellowed out over the steady beating of a drum. and i am sorry aboutnot having anything to contribute to your search, but ill try. 031027 ... misstree *bites her lip* man, i really really wish i could, but the chants are based on a huge system done by some people i know, and it just wouldn't be right of me giving access to anyone without checking with them... i'll try to think of some of the non-ogrish ones i know, but most times i've heard battle chants, i was too stupefied to notice what they were saying. howling, growling, and especially barking at people is one of my flavorite things to do, especially as a wearer of boobies. but i'll check with my man and see what he says. 031027 ... oldephebe well..is there an online source of klingonese 'cause those guys can git dwon with the whole martial postures..and vows of obliteration kind of thing..and how about the medieval norse sagas..? 031027 ... pipedream YAYYYY doar, that was a GOOOOD ogre poem....*laughs at the boobies yell* um..and ogre poem should be brutish and growly and bloody. gnash-y. let me think. naah, can't think of anything, DOAR's poem was the epitome of good ogre stuff. does lord of the rings have anything? im sure it will.... 031027 ... misstree i search not only for ogre poetry, but battle poetry, and anything growly and stoic, or any beautiful pieces... having never read the lotr series (please don't hit me), i wouldn't know if there's anything in there... even if there are just good insults or battle cries or whatnot (and i found a few battle cries last night, still waiting to see if i can post ogre ones), i *demand* that y'all go "gerrrrr!" in some way here. or something. i dunno, it's too early to be making demands. :P 031028 ... Death of a Rose geez....all this positive female attention is going to make me smile. thank you pipedream. oh...misstree...are there any BA meetings? 031028 ... misstree nope. incurable affliction. you and i are cursed to run around saying "boobies!" for the rest of our days. personally, i am also cursed with "poop!", "bag!" and "dictator!" 031028 ... Strideo from: poetry_stylings_of_rotk7 "King, if here you wage your war I will lend you my pike That by blood we may ally" "Dreams are waves upon the sea Children play on their shores Oblivious to fate" "The sword and the bow Cowardice and might Simply two means to a common end" "A hundred years of life Can bring a thousand years of sorrow The day suffers through night" i dunno . . . ... 031028 ... Death of a Rose good one strideo... misstree.....I shall personally never forget "but....fuckin", I think it was. you rock you delicious wearer of boobies. 031028 ... Doar boobies! 031028 ... Death of a Rose gnash and grrrrrrrrrr I shall cleave thy useless skull from your wasteful body, wretch! 031028 ... king kong NINJA when the moon and sun share the sky, the wind carries my battle cry, you'd waste your time to stop and pray, run from this earth, this death, run away. 031028 ... misstree oooh... chills... yeah, i'm gonna make some kiddeos pee their pants... 031028 ... minnesota_chris that's weird... several months ago I was making fun of a misspelling... someone was talking about a gorgeous poem and it came out ogrgeous poem... which I had to shorten to: ogreous_poem (click it! you know you wanna) 031028 ... pipedream that would be me...*turns red* damned typo and i'm cursed with 'potty' these days...say it everywhere hehehe can't say i'm complaining, though...*softly yells 'boobies!' and giggles* potty! potty! we've all gone pottyyyyy 031028 ... Doar pipedream, you 'potty' mouth.... now get back to your banjo playing... 031029 ... p2 metal clashing swords a-flashing through your shields my axe is crashing bodies thrashing cowards dashing it's their blood that i love splashing grunting, bashing skulls are smashing your tasty flesh i will be gnashing 031029 ... Doar good one p2. 031029 ... Lemon_Soda Lovely, p2 031029 ... p2 thank_you_very_much no_no, thank_you no_fuck_you seriously_though, thanks_alot 031029 ... pipedream yessir, DOAR, sir! *plinks her banjo in time to p2's fantastic ogre ditty* swing yer ogre, do si do *grins* 031029 ... p2 Ah-Sh'rq of Legend Behold the tale of Ah'Sh'rq Our mightiest of kings The Elven do not speak his name For the terror that it brings Unsatisfied with our small lands He led us out to war He declared that ogrekind Would rule from shore to shore For forty years we ogres marched The rivers ran blood red And after every victory We'd feast upon the dead He'd take entire villages And tie them in a pile Light their bodies into flames Laughing, all the while One by one, the kingdoms fell The elves, the dwarves, and man And as we marched on Shri'paril Victory was at hand When he defeated the Elven Queen He took her for his own And so he ruled the ogre kingdom The elf chained to his throne For forty years we ogres rules The Age of Darkness reigned But in this time of revelry Our battle skills had waned A rebel group began to form The Elven Queen conspired She knew the King's youngest son And knew what he aspired Seducing with her elven ways He couldn't resist her spell He pledged to her eternal love His father's head as well Late that night the son crept in And freed her from her bonds To his surprise he found himself Surrounded by many wands The mages lifted cloaking spells A mighty force unveiled That youngest son of Ah-Sh'rq Soon found himself impaled The Elven Queen now freed from chains A sleeping spell, she cast They set about killing us And saved the King for last The fate of Ah-Sh'rq is in dispute Some say that he is dead Yet there are some that say the rebels Had found an empty bed Ogrekind has since been scattered Each waiting for the day That Ah-Sh'rq, the King of Legend, Returns to lead the way 031030 ... p2 pronounciations: Ah-Sh'rq: ah'-shuh-rock Shri'paril: shree'-pah-ril' 031030 ... p2 grrr it's so uneven please consider this only a rough draft i will finish it on my own site, so i do not double post here 031030 ... pipedream- two thumbs up but it was very very good, wonderful imagination y'have there :) 031030 ... misstree p2, you must marry me. now. you caught my thoughts from a zillion miles away, that was the most exquisite thing, i am overflowing but words and i are separate creatures right now, you must please forgive me if i ask you to carry so very much in "thank you" and "wow". with a side of god-damn. 031031 ... p2 corrections: Behold the tale of Ah'Sh'rq -> Behold the tale of Ah-Sh'rq The fate of Ah-Sh'rq is in dispute -> The fate of the King is in dispute 031031 ... p2 pipedream, thankyou thanks_to_mistree "a side of god-damn"? * blushes and bows * 031031 ... p2 pipedream, thankyou thanks_to_misstree "a side of god-damn"? * blushes and bows * (dammit) 031031 ... misstree see: creatures 031109 ... smurfus rex A battle chant...think of a packed college football stadium when you're looking for the rhythm...:) *** Run! Run! Here we come! Grab you! Crush you! Choke you blue! Bend your spines! Break your lines! See us charge and lose your minds! Swing! Swing! Axe blade sings! BOOM! BOOM! Club is DOOM! Ogres ready? OGRES READY! CHAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGE!!!!!!! now I want to larp my half-ogre again...hehehe 031109 ... misstree arrrr! gnashing teeth! gnashing teeth! not conducive to resleep. worth it, though. grrrrrrrrowlyum! 031110 ... oE norse/scandinavian mythology has a lotta fodder to fuel those grand oaths of imperial bellicosity... 040305 what's it to you? who go blather from