Shifting shapes and shapes that shift

Like fluttering drapes and snows that drift

Wisp under the door and over thou head

Staying no more than just under the bed

Tickle thou nose and squeeze thou throat 

Quietly pose as thee wheez and choke

Thee shall flail and gag and claw and weep

Unfurl mine flag; commend thee to the deep

"Smoke gets in your eyes" the song sings so sweetly 

 Against all tries and cries I'll envelope thee completely 

To be a dwarf down in the mines

Exploring shards of wealth

A gemstone hidden, how it shines 

An ale mug raised to health 

The magic of the world around

Ignored by how I live

The only interest I have found 

The only thing I give

Completes me in the underground 

Beneath the mountain pass

The hammer and the chisel sound

An echo filled with class

In Mrykheim, I would rest my axe

No other realm form me 

And then I'd pay no income tax

A dwarf is who I'd be ...

#fantasy #poetry