Hi everyone. I've been lurking here for some time and I thought I'd inflict some poetry on you. I don't know how much sense it'll make because it's a piece of prophecy for a story of mine. Any and all comments very much appreciated, especially any on structure/rhyme. Story (unfinished) is at http://gail.rucus.net/ ------------ Disowned, dishonoured but never alone in a time when compassion has flown When trust and loyalty have been won he offers hope to those who have none Eldest of kin, all raised to obey yet the youngest one is taken away He travels across the sea to find the ones with whom his fate is entwined Walks paths untrod for countless years Visits the site of a myriad of tears Gains the trust of the morning's song Awakens a gift dormant centuries long Twin moons tinted by the blood to be shed the heavenly curtain splits the sky overhead And so those who watch shall know and shall see the current age ends, a new future to be Dreams come to pass, nightmares come true chaos and war grip the land anew A light to the darkness he then shall bring The land itself his praises shall sing ---------

And you are 'lurking' because 'why'??? .... get in here! .... lol.

Because I'm a very slow writer grin and until now have had very dodgy internet connection.

LOL .... I am on 'dial up' in the country .... I run at 21.6 kbps! .... get thy behind in here! .... lol.... brian.

I was on dial up in southern africa g. Will come more when I get some of my scrawlings from paper to computer.