If Morgana Had a Journal......I cannot stand to be much longer in the company of fools and hypocrites. To think I once cared for them. Why didn't I kill Uther when I had the chance! The hypocritethe man who is my father and yet refuses to acknowledge the blood tie between us. Arthur is as ignorant as ever. He continues to dote on me as if I were his sister; which I am but he has no knowledge of that of course. Any love I once had for him died when I realized that he would follow Uther blindly in whatever he set forth.
Gwen has become a means to an end. She loves Arthur, and he her, and that relationship is of use to Morgouse and I. I must be more careful with how I treat her or she may begin to suspect me. While she would never be able to convince Arthur or Uther otherwise of my pure intentions it would make the illusion easier to maintain. She is the only possible regret in this master plan of my sis
Just King of NarniaJust King of Narnia5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Waiting and watching in the sidelines; always in Peters shadow;
Always in Susans, way; trying to be a good big brother to Lucy;
Tainted by what Ive done our first time in Narnia
Branded a traitor, though redeemed by all and Aslan.
But Ive grown and learned and will never
Do that again; and the most amazing of all,
The Lion has forgiven me, redeemed me, loves me,
And my siblings still love me too. It is a miracle.
Returned to Narnia, no longer grown; was a king in my
Own right this time, and though Peter was still in charge,
I was out from under his shadow and was respected by them all.
I stood beside Lucy, the most believing of us all, and made up for before.
I want to stay! It was my home for so long.
I helped people, not thinking of myself for once.
At least I may come back for one more adventure,
And with Lucy no less! Who would have thought of that?
Though I still have to become an adult for a second time,
I will c
Laputa's PrincessLaputa's Princess5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I look up in the sky
And imagine where Laputa flies.
I smile with glee to know that the city is free
No one to use its terrible powers, it will no more be seen.
Five years it has been since Pazu and I went on that great adventure;
For five years Pazu has been a welcome bur.
He came with me to my farm and has stayed ever since.
I must admit I do not mind a bit; when Im with him, lifes a cinch.
He never fails to give me a smile or find ways to make me laugh;
I think the only time he doesnt smile is when I tell him he needs a bath.
Dola and the boys visit once a year with stories and gifts galore.
When they are here, life is certainly never a bore!
Dola often looks at us in a strange way and a certain gleam
I am almost certain that I know what that gleam means.
Sometimes he looks at me strangely, and yet I have the same look in my eye.
One day, I know the look will be something we can no longer deny.
Then the words will become actions; and we will be complete
High King of NarniaHigh King of Narnia5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Once a king or queen of Narnia,
Always a king or queen of Narnia,
The Lion told us way back when,
But then the four of us were in England again!
We were grown up; tall and strong
The four of us were actually getting along!
And then back to England we appeared once more
As children and going to school; what a bore!
I have waited so long to return
To Narnia so much my heart burns.
I have learned so much and ruled well for so long
But it is Caspians turn to help Narnia sing a new song.
Narnia is my home. Nothing can change that.
I want to stay, but I know I cant.
Aslan himself told Susan and I
That though Narnia is home in our heart, here we cannot bide.
He says weve learned all we can from this place,
But Narnia is the only place where I feel whole and safe.
Aslan is kind and wise knows what he is doing.
I just wish when Edmund and Lucy come back I can also go adventuring.
It is still home, and I will long for it every day;
I will reme
Valiant Queen of NarniaValiant Queen of Narnia5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He is there! Why cant you see him?
Peter, you are the leader, head of us all.
Susan, you believe! I know you do!
Edmund, you sided with me, but why cant you see?
I believe. I do believe in Aslan with all
Of my heart! Perhaps thats why I see him,
And my siblings do not. We returned to England,
Then we came back; but all of us are afraid that it wont last.
Of course I missed Narnia; of course I longed for it;
But I trust Aslan too, no matter how long he took coming
To us, returning us to Narnia, and coming while we were there.
I know I get to come back, but I will never live there again.
It hurts me too. I also grew in Cair Paravel.
I had friends that I thought of as family
Battles that I helped fight; people that I watched die.
I also returned to England as an adult no longer.
But I learned. We got to come back as four
For one last time; we got to be a part of Narnian
Gentle Queen of NarniaGentle Queen of Narnia5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I was a queen, the most beautiful in the land;
Suitors and princes came to court me for my hand.
Now I am only a teenager in England, awkward and shy,
Where the boys dont even know how to lift a broadsword!
First Im whisked away to Narnia where I grow up as queen,
Whisked away back to England where being an adult is still just a dream,
And now I am back again in Narnia, with no hope of staying.
I am queen still, but must make leave for someone new. Caspian.
Caspian. Tall, strong, compassionate to my Narnians.
Would he have been alive when I was queen!
Or even if he were from England, or even if I could stay.
Either way, I cannot stay, and he cannot come.
Peter and I are never coming back,
And once again I must go through growing up.
But waitmy years in Narnia have given me what I need
To live in England again, Aslan has given me a great gift indeed.
Not everything happens the same way twice;
I am sad to leave Narnia, my home, but a new adventure
NARNIANARNIA2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Today, I went back to Narnia:
I opened the door
And there I was,
Skimming the pages
Like the Dawn Treader
Flies over the ocean waves
Into the place beyond the horizon.
Whatever else I had to do,
It didn't matter
All I could imagine
Was the sight of Aslan,
A great and powerful beauty,
His rippling muscles
Stronger than known fact
As he let me ride across his back.
We rode far
Beyond the lamp,
Past the White Witches
Dilapidated old stone castle
And the now flourishing CAIR PARAVEL,
Past the tree full of the golden apples of life
Into Aslan's Country;
A place of song.
It didn't matter,
For I've been there too long;
As for Narnia,
I was there for years
Before I bade the world farewell,
For after many centuries
The story was over.
Back in reality,
It had only been a day;
To short for my joy to last
I'll have to wait to go back again,
For I know I will return
Memories of NarniaMemories of Narnia6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A single step was all it took
To send the sons of Adam and daughters of Eve
On the greatest adventure of their lives.
They stepped through the wardrobe
And stood in awe of the white woods
Before them. The emotions felt could not
Be expressed in wordsA home coming
Of a home that you never knew existed
An indescribable emotion of belief that the world
Truly is good. And Aslan represents it all.
Then they left.
Emptiness and heartbreak.
Longing for return.
A pinch! A horn!
They have been called back!
They are on a beach. Realization dawns
Of where they are. Joyindescribable joy
To see their Narnia of old.
They have changed.
Narnia has changed.
Where is Aslan? Narnia is not the same without him.
Waiting. Always waiting.
Hope flickers with the smallest of all.
She remembers the joy. She remembers the
First time stepping into Narnia.
Only then he returns for all to see,
And now there is
Howl's ThoughtsAlways cleaning always workingHowl's Thoughts6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Always busy- and always getting in the way.
Why oh why did Calcifer let her in!
The castle will never be the same.
Fool woman! Interfering with my
Work and spells, helping Michael with his schemes
And attempts at magic, even when she must clean it up.
But she never complains.
Well, she does, but not about her aches,
Or the stiffness, or her feet, or her...
Or her heart. Especially not her heart.
I can tell that something is happening
To the both of us, and it is frightening.
I hate being pinned down to one place,
But Sophie, ah Sophie, she makes my heart-
Or if I had one- do strange things.
But she gets in the way and messes
Things up and sticks her nose in places
It should not be and question me!
But she went to the palace for me to
Help me, though she was frightened.
She is looking at me.
I am soaring.
How did her hand get into mine?
She's turning to her proper age.
The essence of beauty.
Why did I chase anyone else?
Was there anyone else?
Jacob BlackTall, lengthy, awkward and full of grace,Jacob Black6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A bundle of joy of a fluffy amber,
Your hand is warm against my face,
In your arms you confuse me and make me tamper.
Without you Id fall, plume to the ground,
November, December, January, on and on,
When he was away I was lost not to be found,
You open my eyes brought me to life, make me see the new dawn.
Your love is always true,
Even if you cant be fully human all the time,
Your happy nature your soft smile, you can never be blue,
Yet I can not be with you because of him, its a crime.
So just for this moment take me away,
Make it warm and bright and let your love never turn gray.