A/N: Every true "Narnian" will know which lines are adapted from C.S. Lewis’ book. I didn’t really re-read the book’s chapters I am covering today until after I wrote about them So, I just want to let you know that I wrote most of it from memory. (I imagined the hiding spot for the Beaver’s location.)
{I don't really know if this can be called poetry, but I scribbled it out while overhearing something that was on TV about the Titanic. It's not very polished but I like it anyway}
Up from steerage
The deck is crowded
All the ladies in their evening gowns.
Rich man tells me to get in a boat.
I fear.
Can we really be sinking?
The band is playing.
Nearer, my God to Thee.
I am cold.
Dawn comes.
There are bodies, floating upright
Faces, seen. Souls, gone.
'Millie, you have to go!' Mother had said.
'My mother doesn't take no for an answer, Millie.' Father had said.
'Come on, don't be stuffy!' Gianna had said.
Andrew had merely given her an empathetic look as they got ready to travel in the ballroom. This time, Gianna forced Millie to go first, so that there would be no mistakes or retreats.
Beneath I breathe
Deeper I die
Delved I recede
Unearthed I obey
The earth! The earth!
Upturned, I am glad!
The depths! The depths!
Revealed, I glorify!
I yield to command
I surrender to spade
His is the healer's hand
His is this glade
A/N: The Prophecy is taken word by word from the book and you know when some phrases are taken from the book!
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“First things first,” the Beaver began. “Mr. Tumnus’ case is sorrowful and gloomy indeed. Without Aslan, there is no hope for him. It’s out of our hands now to help him,” said the Beaver, lowering his eyes as if he was ashamed.
I caught Edmund’s eye. He threw me a smug look. I was shocked! How could someone be so nasty?
Steady, her name
balanced its sword or spear or pole
to fight, or to throw, or to catch a fish
gleaming in the sun?
No one knows.
Strong stood the feet of her name;
her letters spilled and pooled and stayed
firm in serifs and type,
and curled at the edges like old paper chains
gilded golden with light.
Her name, teasing loops
of a soft-spun web or a knotted rope
cast to the water, wide-flung her net--
what sought she to catch within
those loosely woven threads?
frantic loading
of bullets
soft ones
not real but
deadly
all the same
she ducks her head
narrowly avoids
being hit
"you cheated!" they yell
the sting taken from the
words
with the smiles on their
faces
the offender smirks
"tell me how."
but they
can't
because they
cheat too
the first girl is
out
down she goes
staining her
jeans with grass
a lush green
buried in her
giggles
at having lost
It was now mid-April. Millie's ankle had completely healed, and she was now able to take walks through the countryside. Mother was still forbidding her to work, and though she was glad for the extended break, Millie wondered at the decision. Mother still had not found work, and Father was starting to have to go farther away for jobs.
Chapter Five
A/N: Words in italics that are spoken by the beaver are taken from the book.
Watching Peter make a clicking noise with his tongue and snapping his fingers at the beaver--treating the beaver as if he was a dumb animal was quite amusing.
But what exactly was the beaver’s reaction? For this beaver was no ordinary one and if you thought that this beaver was the same kind as the beavers in our world, you would have been shocked about what the beaver did.