Storytime with Catalyst

[CatalystGaming]

Hey folks,
Writing is a hobby of mine-- Generally Fantasy, sometimes not. I've dipped my feet into poetry from time to time as well.
I figured I'd throw up some work here, particularly that related to Altera. Most of this will be short stuff-- Little passages and poems, nothing too taxing to read. This is, after all, a lonely little thread in a quiet section of a Minecraft Server forum.
That being said, I'll hopefully be updating frequently, so stop by anytime.
And maybe bring a sweater, too. I hear it gets pretty cold when hell freezes over.

 

[CatalystGaming]

The first post, at last-- And it's a poem, believe it or not! It's a bit of a satire, and some new ground for me;

I am a Writer-


I am a writer,

Yes I am a writer,

Look at me, I can speak in rhyme,
And pace the words just in time,
Look at me,
The puppetmaster, the pantomime,

And I’m--

And I’m--

I’m a writer, yes,
And kindly praise,
Every paragraph, sentence and phrase,
Of my books, no matter what it says,

I am a writer,
So please do applaud,
My words, no matter how flawed,
And kindly ignore that I am a fraud,

And I’m--

And I’m--

Yes I am a fraud,
A coward and liar,
Yes play me a violin and tune up the choir,
Yes build me a pedestal higher and higher,

Look at me, look at me,
I can recognise that war is bad,
And oh, isn’t death so sad?
And I wrote it so well, might I add,

I’m a writer, yes,
High above all you sheep,
I’m the only one awake
In a world half asleep,

Aren’t I?

I am a Writer, and can’t you see,
That my writing is my vulnerability,
When I write, I impart a part of me,
So then-- Then I pretend to be.

A writer, and duly note,
That I’m entitled to grab the reader’s throat,
And throttle them by the cuff of their coat,
For criticising the words that I wrote,

That’s fine, isn’t it?
I wrote it after all,
I didn’t write those words just to see them fall,
This pedestal I’m on is far too tall,

And why shouldn’t it be?


I wrote it, after all.

 

[Spooksy_]

The first post, at last-- And it's a poem, believe it or not! It's a bit of a satire, and some new ground for me;

I am a Writer-

I am a writer,

Yes I am a writer,

Look at me, I can speak in rhyme,
And pace the words just in time,
Look at me,
The puppetmaster, the pantomime,

And I’m--

And I’m--

I’m a writer, yes,
And kindly praise,
Every paragraph, sentence and phrase,
Of my books, no matter what it says,

I am a writer,
So please do applaud,
My words, no matter how flawed,
And kindly ignore that I am a fraud,

And I’m--

And I’m--

Yes I am a fraud,
A coward and liar,
Yes play me a violin and tune up the choir,
Yes build me a pedestal higher and higher,

Look at me, look at me,
I can recognise that war is bad,
And oh, isn’t death so sad?
And I wrote it so well, might I add,

I’m a writer, yes,
High above all you sheep,
I’m the only one awake
In a world half asleep,

Aren’t I?

I am a Writer, and can’t you see,
That my writing is my vulnerability,
When I write, I impart a part of me,
So then-- Then I pretend to be.

A writer, and duly note,
That I’m entitled to grab the reader’s throat,
And throttle them by the cuff of their coat,
For criticising the words that I wrote,

That’s fine, isn’t it?
I wrote it after all,
I didn’t write those words just to see them fall,
This pedestal I’m on is far too tall,

And why shouldn’t it be?


I wrote it, after all.

oh my god I love that poem jeezus