With apologies to Jonathan Coulton.
This was a triumph (of experience over optimism)
I’m making a note here, (because my memory is awful)
“Huge Success!” (came from being realistic)
It’s hard to overstate my […]
Spoilers for Blue Sky, right through to the end.
Eaden is complicated, and scary
And she has a life here, and people
Who like her, and need her, and trust her
I want to be trusted. And […]
Spoilers for the end of Portal 2, and a reference to Blue Sky. Press the button – if you dare.
My shadow crosses the moon,
But the moon doesn’t care.
I lost it all, except my voice
And they can’t hear me […]
References to Portal 2 and Half-Life
Wheatley is once more alone, or as good as,
His companion mindless, and deaf
To his monologue
GLaDOS is once more in charge, or as good as,
Her memories back in […]
Spoilers for Portal 2 right through to the end. This poem lies beneath the Facility.
Mr. Johnson was never that sane
To begin with, it probably came
From his family line
That, or hitting the wine, […]
Serious spoilers for Portal 2. To proceed, click the stalemate resolution button…
She had taught her what it was like to be threatened by an enemy, but Wheatley had taught her how it felt to be betrayed by a […]
Spoilers for Portal 2.
Riding high, crowned with success
Each nerve on fire with joy
My bird’s eye view shrinks you
And Her to ants, to specks
Sweet freedom nears, yet […]
Spoilers for the beginning of Portal 2.
I had one last view of the sky
Before She dragged me back down
Underground, and into storage.
There was Art in my room to view
And experience spiritual […]
Set between the events of Portal and Portal 2.
It is a true saying that power tends to corrupt,
As evidenced by certain persons (naming no names)
When they realise their power is not absolute.
NB: Very mild spoilers for Portal 2.
What is the allure of testing?
Never resting, striving after
New disasters for the test
To best a challenge thrown
By unknown opponents
Enter the ring
NB: From here on, there will be spoilers for Portal. Proceed at your own risk.
Take one (1) moderate amount of determination
With a soupçon of fear. Too much nerve makes the s […]
A first-person shooter with no goons to kill?
A maze where you follow the rat?
A puzzle, a lesson in bending the rules?
There’s much more to Portal than that.
A subtle tutorial, learning through play,
…it’s always such a pleasure.
Despite the many times I’ve tailed before.
Oh how I wrote and wrote,
Until I just stopped writing.
Gave up the fight, succumbed and simply started to snore.
I’m too old for […]
I feel like though this introduction says little about you, that still I know you better. I’ll keep an eye out for those portal themed poems. DSC
“I’m too old for all-nighters,
That’s what I’ve come to see
I’ve failed the full too often,
Now it’s just the half for me.”
– Such good lines! The full marathon is not for everyone (including us this year).
First things first: I completed the poetry marathon for the first time! Woot!
If I want to do this again, I need to look at how I managed it – and I think a big part of it was because I gave myself an added […]
Hours have flown by, minutes have crawled
There’s only one thing to do:
Take up the pen, get writing again
The warm-up’s done, so now follow through
Somehow, between four, and six-thirty,
I blinked, and the […]
“Remember when…?” Can’t say I do
I remember instead the stories you tell.
And I’m sure your stories are quite true
“Remember when…?” Can’t say I do.
I’m full of holes, events slip through
But stories […]
Colours of life
Sprawl across the map in patchwork patterns.
Blocks of brick flats stand almost back-to-back
But still a patch
Of wild ground
The visual aspect of this is totally awesome! I think that the composition of the words themselves however make it a little too choppy to read in my mind. Maybe don’t change any of the words, but kind of mess around with the grammar of the text itself? Maybe taking out the capital letters of each line might help too!
In the twilight, yellow eyes catch the light
Spilling from the kitchen window into the garden.
Half in shadow, white-tipped brush stands alert
Watching for a hostile human leaving the house.
Through the […]
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