#Transformative poetry

[lucidloving]

@redpi11 // Anaïs Nin // @kfkx // Jennifer Willoughby, "The Sun is Still a Part of Me" // Jorge Luis Borges, "A New Refutation of Time" // Euripides, Medea (trans. Oliver Taplin) // Jenny Slate, Little Weirds // Keaton St. James, "September Affirmation (Don't Be Afraid)" // @kfkx // Czeslaw Milosz, "Late Ripeness" (trans. Robert Haas)

[thetypewriterdaily]

soft reminder 🐛🦋🧡

[clawsou]

Jazz's meeting with Music

by Clawsou

I finally possess the beat

of the human heart.

Remedy of Soul

My spark is whole.

[sleepyeule]

Deja vu 🥺

[leonardospoetry]

I feel like my mind can make a hell out of any little negative emotion. And usually it’s because there’s some kind of aversion present, a desperate urge to banish or numb the feeling.

This little poem is a reminder to face difficult emotions with kindness and ease.

[derangedrhythms]

Anne Sexton, Transformations; from 'Hansel and Gretel'

[thunderwetter]

TransforMay Days 1 - 3 " Humble Origins" Our most recent Optimus - Orion Pax from TF:One - admiring the origins of his character - the original G1 Optimus Prime toy!

Wrote this little poem to go along with it: Before him stood a little toy built from plastic and alloy. Impressed, young Pax proclaimed in glee: "This tiny creature looks like me!" Little did our soldier know, that soon he too will learn and grow. Optimus Prime his name shall be and hope will be his legacy.

Find this post on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55659586 And the collection for my Prompt List where hopefully soon others will upload their stuff aswell ^-^ https://archiveofourown.org/collections/Bwans_TransforMay_2024

[kaontic]

Starscream asked me to post this:

Just after he left, Megatron asked me to post this:

And thus, the TF multiverse’s balance had been restored.

[woundgallery]

Adam Zagajewski (translated by Clare Cavanagh

[mournfulroses]

Louise Glück, from Winter Recipes from the Collective: Poems; "An Endless Story,"

[michaela-o]

Okay not really sure if i ever mentioned this but i really like writing poetry and i kinda wanted to share this one with you that i wrote about a human and Cybertronians even tho i don't usually share my poetry with anyone cuz im pretty shy about it-

But anyways since i can't really draw rn i'll share my writings with you at least !! Really hope you like it ! 🫶🏻

(P.S. i'm feeling a little bit better after 4 ibuprofens🥹)

Metal and Flesh

In the quiet dawn where the sun shines its first light, a human stands, hands as tender as the morning warm breeze, teaching an old Cybertronian, mighty, as old as the time, the delicate art of gentleness, so long by them forgotten.

A warrior, forged in battles fierce and cold, his hands, instruments of power and might, now guided by her as they tremble and pause, learning to cradle, to nurture, to softly hold.

"Feel the earth" she whispers, her voice a soothing stream "Touch it as if it were a newborn's breath, for in gentleness lies a strength unspoken. A power that does not destroy but heal."

He kneels, immense, beside her fragile form, hands once weapons, now brushing petals lightly, each movement a lesson in restraint and care, his touch soft as a whisper, a promise of peace.

"Here" she shows him, placing a flower in his hand, "See how it bends but does not break? How beauty thrives not through force but grace? Because in gentleness you will find life's true embrace."

He watches, awed, as the flower blooms, yet unharmed by his once destructive grasp. In her teachings, he discovers a new way, a path of calm tenderness, of hope.

Together they tend a garden of dreams. Her guidance a beacon, his spark learning anew, for in her hands she holds the power to transform a warrior into a guardian, gentle and true.

As the sun rises higher, painting the sky gold, They stand, side by side, a silent harmony of spark and soul.

For in her, he finds the essence of life’s gentle kiss,

And in him, she finds the protector of fragile things.

(i'm really nervous about posting this but i hope you like it !!🫶🏻🧡 I really like the concept of humans teaching the old war ridden Cybertronians some peace and gentleness😌)

[clawsou]

As an Owl Catches its Prey

[leonardospoetry]

How foolish of us for trying  to escape the changes of life. I wonder if a flower tries to resist as the universe pulls its existence  from within the seed to the bud and then petal by petal,  bringing it back into the  one. Maybe it just says, with all  the silence of its being,  thank you.

[gennsoup]

I've seen sunflowers dangling their heads at dusk, as if a careless hangman had gone strolling through the gardens. September's sweet dust gathered on the windowsill and lizards hid in the bends of walls. I've taken long walks, craving one thing only: lightning, transformation, you.

Adam Zagajewski, Transformation

[thunderwetter]

TransforMay Days 4 - 6 "Alternate Reality"

Look in the mirror, what do you see? Look at yourself, you're looking at me. Feeling good in that body you wear? Feels a bit tight, now that we share.

Who is in charge? Who's in control? Do you think they noticed? Paid attention at all? No, they ignore us, this awful creation. Avoid the gaze of an abomination.

How long will you stay? Shall I beg you to leave? Get on my knees and pray for relief? This is my home, you took it from me. Please, other self, just let me be free.

Find the prompt list here and feel free to join at any time! https://www.tumblr.com/bwans-art/747595723342774272

Timelapse below the cut~

[poetnix29]

Bitter truth: Friends and the end.

Isn't it a bit pathetic?

Knowing all things reach an end,

So isn't it a bit idiotic?

Sitting and waiting 'til you have nobody to call a friend.

Once, I thought you were a friend,

Perhaps even more,

Alas, not all things have an happy end,

Now, I know I was naive before.

This world is not and never will be perfect,

So let us not pretend any longer!

You are still idealistic like I last checked,

This time.. you shall finally falter.

(More info under the cut.)

•In this one, Megatron is basically taunting Optimus on how idealistic he was before as Orion Pax and continues to be as Prime during battle. As always, he promises to truly destroy Optimus. (We know he will fail many times before actually doing so. This is one of those times but who knows. Not me.)

•In the first stanza, Megatron talks about how strange and dumb it is on how we all wait for the best things to become the worst.

•In the second, he narrates on how he used to think Prime was a friend. He later on went to believe that it wasn't worth it once he saw how terrible the world truly was.

•In the final stanza, the warlord actually taunts Optimus on being so much of an idealist he continues to be. Oh, but Megatron knows better. He knows how much of an act it is.

•(This poem applies to TF One & TFP.)