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Many Roads
by Kris Dibou, warrior poet/pirate Over the many roads they travelledWhile they were far apartWith many tongues that babbledAnd beatings of the heart The calluses then formingProtecting feelings, bareChanging skins and textures,Their clothing and their hair And into the pits of HadesUp the purgatory roadsWith gentlemen and ladies,Furries, bots, and toads
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by Kris Dibou, warrior poet/pirate Like the lyrical path Of an unwrit songShe walked through my life But wouldn’t for long She lifted me upFrom the wandering crowdAnd held me aloftOn silver-lined cloud And we soared through the worldOn magical boardsDanced in the starsAway from the hordes And there were our soulsAll glowing and bareAnd [...]
Full StoryMemory Stick
by Kris Dibou, warrior poet/pirate I keep my love in a memory stick I hang about my neckI plug her in to my PC and begin to hunt and peck‘Til she appears on my LCD full of life and charmAnd reaches out to take a hold of my digital arm Then off we fly where [...]
Full StoryHe’s Baaaaaack! The Return of Gideon Television.
“The last thing I remember, I was running for the door….” That was eight months ago, at the Aloft. The fog clears, and memory comes streaming back to me, gushing across my eyes like an enthusiastic actress in a hard-to-believe-it’s-real stag loop. But as the drugs finally wane, I begin to question. Where am I? [...]
Full StoryThe Battle of Sanchon
[The nautical brigands of Sanchon sim are a violent, bloodthirsty, and literary group given to celebrating their epic battles and mêlées in word and song. Here is warrior poet/pirate Kris Dibou's latest work. - the Editrix] The Battle of Sanchon Through mist covered seas with sails unfurledIn the wee hours in this part of the [...]
Full StoryLeaving SL
by Kris Dibou, warrior poet/pirate I’ve heard it time and time before,“I’m leaving SL, this time for sure”And when he logs in the very next dayHe says that he’s there only to say Goodbye to all he missed beforeAnd he left some things there on the floorAnd oh, there’s some business to settle firstI’ll be [...]
Full StoryThe Tringo Kid
by Kris Dibou, warrior poet/pirate They called her The Tringo KidIf she had money, then that’s all she didShould they interrupt her gameShe’d send them home lameBe they human, furry or squid She wore her gun low on the hipA cigarette hung off from her lipHer finger’d be itchingHer eye’d be twitchingAnd her drink, slowly [...]
Full StorySurface Tension
by Fiend Ludwig It is a pond and I live on the surface tension. I suspect that the same is true, too,For the New Priests:The blogger-kings and scripter-czars,The kulaks and uber-griefers and Linden-spawn.Drilling through the boundary at will,Extracting enrichment and inspiration.Submerging only if pressed, While the uninitiated drown amongst the choke of weeds. It has [...]
Full StoryThe Tale of the Duke and The Hunt
as told by Morgdah Graves[This story is told around the campfires in Avilion - the Editrix] There was this Duke of a large parcel of land, he had servants, slaves,women at his beck and call. He was known to be the hunter of all hunters.His great hall was full of trophiesThe trophies were of many [...]
Full StoryFear and Loathing in Second Life Part 9: Gideon Stays in Starwood Aloft!
[Yes yes, I know, we last left Gideon Television in the Big Brother contest, but that was so long ago and we at the Herald are so in the now, and more than that I'd like to think that Gideon was still there getting decorating tips from the Gorean mistress. So today we fast forward [...]
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