Skyrim poem- Peaceful play

As a civil war rages, starving for ages,

I am legend straight out of lore,

slaying the undead with my o.p chillrend I might need to get some soul gems.

I went my own way avoided the main quest for days,

travelled across skyrim from markarth to riften

ruins, wolves and bandits galore

dragons shouting their mighty roar,

Fighting to save my life,

can’t tell which side of the civil war is right.

Making friends all day long

killing enemies with a dragon song,

having to look for ancient nord shards, forced into the guild and dark brotherhood,

doing the opposite of what a good person should.

           the tombs of the dead sleep mercifully in the ground

waiting for someone like me to walk around.

I am the listener

I am the guild master

I am.... dragonborn

         I joined the stormcloaks fight although I regret that decision,

because now, I think the empire’s right.

No more weakness, no more pain

there are no more imperials, to slay,

no more loot, no more septims I spent it all, yesterday,

I train with the greybeards and fight with blades,

I sharpen my thu’um, with paarthurnax, though there’s a decision to be made  

with the dragonrend in my heart and the elder scroll in my hand

I head to sovngarde to take Alduin from my land.

                                          

We stand face to face, a fire in my hand

he spread his wings apart and gave a short laugh

“Im impressed dovahkiin”

He says with a grin

“any last words?”

I smiled, opened my mouth and shouted

"FUS RO DAH"

This is my peaceful play poem I made last week. It's about a game I play, Skyrim.

Poetry types, LImerick

limerick There are many limerick poems available-try to read as many as you can. A limerick is five lines long and has a very special rhythm which is easy to recognise. lines 1,2 and 5 rhyme with each other 3 and 4 also rhyme with each other. 

 Here is an example... 

 There was a young lad from nepal who loved nothing more than broomball wearing his tights and a cap and step up to kick a rat and hit a home run past y'all

This is an old piece of work I done. This work is to show what the limerick type poem is. There is an example of a limerick poem I created.

The deadly sea

The Deadly Sea

By McKoy

The intense screaming and thundering noises,

banging like a band of drums.

The sour, uncontrolled kick

the after taste of a sting.

Waves crashing against each other

destroying, arguing with the powerful force.

 The crush of waves

Lightning strikes a wound -

a jab of violentness.

The fierce greed of the ocean.

The big impact of the mighty wave.

Clatter!

The wild beast slowly devours the calm sea.

A raw, raging wave.

A dangerous, vicious, enraged monster.

Big waves smashing against the sea.

A ravenous, raging, cruel monster hiding inside.

The hunger of the violent hungry devil

Looking for people to put in the jail of his stomach.

The ferocious sea is looking at me.

The screaming of the sea,

The stab from an angry wave

Sad, but angry emotions.

The tears of death falling into the sea.

My voice yelling for help,

Lost in noise of the waves.

Stuck

In the depth of the sea.

Forever.

This is my ANZAC poem