#poetry collaboration

[soulinkpoetry]

When we close our eyes we sink deeper into the feeling of the experience.

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Thank you for this spontaneous and lovely collaboration Mr Juan @juan-francisco-palencia It was a pleasure putting this together with you. 🙏😊 Haven’t done one of these since my Instagram days.

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[lexiklecksi]

The saddest noise, the sweetest noise, The maddest noise that grows,— The birds, they make it in the spring, At night’s delicious close.

Between the March and April line— That magical frontier Beyond which summer hesitates, Almost too heavenly near.

It makes us think of all the dead That sauntered with us here, By separation’s sorcery Made cruelly more dear.

It makes us think of what we had, And what we now deplore. We almost wish those siren throats Would go and sing no more.

An ear can break a human heart As quickly as a spear, We wish the ear had not a heart So dangerously near.

Thanks for submitting this beautiful poem by Emily Dickinson. It is a bit too long for me to write. Because it worked so well last time, let's turn this into a collaborative calligraphy piece! Every calligrapher writes two verses, then tags another calligrapher to continue it until the poem is finished. I'm tagging @noctuamagna to continue!

[writeblrcafe]

Poetry Chain (finished)

Thanks to all 9 participating poets for writing this beautiful poem together!

Yearning for you is nothing but a river of lava without a bridge,

And crossing it is a sacrifice of repeated pain.

Tears flood my eyes that were left, rooting, craving your presence,

Once lovers, we are now miles away from where we started with no way back.

Sunrise be my compass rose true north

Yours is the guiding star that burns within, you, without

And yet rudderless I roam; removed, estranged

Dreams are for dreamers—this sailor cannot sleep

Now, unburdened of hope, its ashes weigh ominously upon my neck

Haunted by your vision, I try to drown it in the black foam

Devotion, you know, tastes of pennies and mercy

When this pen in my hand paints in red your beauty

And perhaps we'll find each other again in another life

In faith so inevitable, I'd like to believe

That the undertaker has not come for us yet, dressed in red.

Our lives are pulverulent, but I want to grab your hand ...

Determined to make a change I learn to let go

Vexed by the very urges I detest.

Poets in order of verses: @unmondefou @dg-fragments @env0writes @imfullofworms @ebookporn @bluesundaycake @charlies-storybook @betweenthetimeandsound @pelicandensity

Word collection: beauty, tears, estranged, sunrise, vision, yearning, inevitable, pulverulent, undertaker, dreamers, lovers, unburdened, determined, devotion, sacrifice, vexed, perhaps, yours

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

i’ve read your words and they settle in my chest like smooth stones in quiet water you’ve captured the kind of love that feels like exhaling like waking up to sunlight instead of in an alarm

i think about what it means to crave someone not out of hunger...but for the peace they bring to hold their heartbeat in your hands not because you fear losing it but because it’s the first sound that’s ever felt like

home

you’ve drawn love like a warm blanket not smothering...steady not demanding but always there isn’t that the kind of love we all hope for the type that doesn’t fill the cracks but teaches us to live with them gently beautifully completely

[hersurvival]

Welcome!

This isn't a place I've shown anybody before. So if you've found me, don't tell anyone.

Things are dark here. And sad. They're real and they've found me. Please be wary going forward, there are triggers hidden everywhere. This is your warning.

Enjoy your stay and I hope you never feel this way.

Edit: Things have been a little less dark and sad here lately ♡

Check the tags for a quick directory of my collection ♡

(It is a work in progress, I swear I am trying to organize my life. But not really, I'm lazy and overwhelmed when it comes to straightening my own chaos.)

[sanddollarpoems]

Hijacked!! This is a beautiful addition, Kevin! ❤️

I saw the yearning

In the way Jupiter leaned in

As if wanting to steal a kiss

From Venus' glowing lips

But she is forever untouchable

Serene and alone in her orbit

A goddess of love grown tired

Of the tragedies of life

[official-penis-posts]

since you invited someone to finish it …

Shall I compare dicks to a summer’s day?

They are more yummy, though not quite temperate

(Rough sex does shake the darling balls; they sway.)

And show-ers, please! But also short is great. 

Cum time; too fast the eye of Willy blasts,

and often in the cold there’s shrinkage grim.

And pubic hair from there, sometimes subprime,

In faith, au naturel or somewhat trimmed.

But thy nocturnal hummer - now! nut! Spray,

And lose possession of that load thou blowest.

Now shall dicks throb releasing manly glaze

The spurt of virile brine - that’s why thou growest.

So long as folks have lips, and horny be,

They’ll suck on cock, and jizz will taste so sweet

I LOVE IT

[autumnsunshine10]

Sand castles and sunshine

Seashells on pristine shores

Palms and willows and pines

Stained glass on opening doors

So many marvels in this wide world!

There are so many ways to appreciate beauty. Be curious.

Explore more.

Sunsets are recordable, so grab a camera and go.

The world is a giant place, and all of it is home.

Study the stars, even if you rent a telescope.

Find hope. Hold on to the end of the rope.

Or let go, and know that the person you are growing into will catch you to even every score.

Stay open to the wonders around

Keep an eye on the sky above

Sights and sounds good vibes abound

Joy and delight, peace and love

To tickle the senses and serenely astound

Rock hound. If your eyes aren't on the sky, they should be on the ground.

The world is interesting when we look around.

Shouts of joy come from "look what I found!"

We can get our fill of beauty and grace

Knowledge meant to set us all free

It's an infectious laugh, a warm caring face

In the very essence of you, in me

It's time to wake up and feel the rush. Unshackled and unchained to achieve our dreams.

To realize that it is beautiful and important to have self belief.

The heart of everything, the seed

All we truly ever need

Collaboration between @autumnsunshine10 and @classystudentclown

[dy-mph-na]

heartbreak themed lyrics/poem

i’d love to find someone to make me a background beat that’d go with the lyrics lol I love to sing but idk any instruments

[sandmoonyelse]

underneath a painted spiraling clouded cast

a silence as heavy as death

horse and rider, we stopped for a thought

fatigued beyond my worst memory

but i have promises to keep and miles to

go before i sleep

i hear the night as if it is a chorus of whispering

trees, eager to learn its language

i am down on the floor, one ear to the ground

and one eye to the moon

i discovered hollow grace buried underneath...

extract from "American Darkness" by nathaniel jericho quin,

@wristcuff on tumblr

( july 2020 @sandmoonyelsephotography )

[lexiklecksi]

Golden tears

I claw out my skin, hoping they would scratch my eyes Crying golden tears, they scald my hands and melt my flesh. Lost with saudade, I don't go home still, for it's only a figment, like the tip of a cigarette.

If it weren’t for that fateful kiss, I could have escaped the abyss. A true heart made of gold; Devoid of emotion, under my fingers turning cold.

If I can't see again, it would be better. Rather than have a filtered fantasy, I would hear the truth from you, and feel your intent.

When the leaves turned golden, Everything led up to this event. The gods have failed what they promised to protect: A blossoming love, now doomed with neglect.

Written in collaboration with my talented fellow poet Elda @betweenthetimeandsound (her words in cursive) Tag list under the cut. Never miss a poem or a short story I write! Comment + if you want to be added or - to be removed from my tag list.

Tag list: @matcha-chai @dg-fragments @silversynthesis @heartofmuse @scatteredthoughts2 @rhapsodyinblue80 @alaskaisnothere @stoic-words @september-stardust @wordsforsadpeeps @writingitdown @intothevortex @aubriestar @warriorbookworm @raevenlywrites @alex-a-roman @artsymagee @giantrobocock @theheightofdepression @writing-is-a-martial-art @beautifulimposter25 @callmepippin @a-musingmichelle @kirkshiresloss @rhythmiccreatorofbeuty @eos109 @azriel-alexander-holmes @tini-rat @captain-kraken

[writeblrcafe]

Poetry Chain (thread)

Thanks to all 10 poets who want to participate in our poetry chain!

Participants: @charlies-storybook @env0writes @unmondefou @betweenthetimeandsound @ebookporn @fizzawrites @pelicandensity @bluesundaycake @imfullofworms @dg-fragments

Word collection: beauty, tears, estranged, starlight, sunrise, vision, yearning, inevitable, pulverous, undertaker, dreamers, lovers, unburdened, determined, devotion, sacrifice, vexed, entrenched, perhaps, yours

The first participating poet who reblogs this post starts the poetry chain. Have fun writing together!

Reblog this post and write two verses using two words from the word collection.

Tag another poet who participates to reblog it and continue with two verses using two other words from the collection.

Always include the word collection at the beginning of your reblogged post and cross out the words you used.

You can reread the rules in detail here.

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

i’ve tried... but forgiveness is just another lie they tell you when you’re young like clean water or fair fights i’ve had enough of it

no more bending no more swallowing pride like a bitter pill that sits in my throat a stone i can’t cough up and why should i let it go why should i hold their shit in my hands and pretend it’s flowers

i won’t forgive anymore not the lovers who left not the friends who lied not the strangers who walked by and didn’t look twice at the bleeding at the scars i carved...myself

they say it’s for your own good to forgive and forget like it’s an answer like it won’t cut you again the second you turn your back but i know better now i’ve tasted the copper in my mouth the flavor of holding on and it’s goddamn real more real than their empty fucking words

so i’ll keep it every grudge every slight like a badge pinned to my chest the last honest thing i own

[lemurballing]

i know everyone is onboard with mimic onscreen murder via whisper BUT; here are a couple nonlethal ways you could also make him less of an issue (under the assumption that IDW can deal with killing him accidentally, but that a main character outright personally killing him is unlikely…)

1: blinded - it’d restrict his reaction time and awareness in combat, and remove his ability to become aware of current appearances and colors; he wouldn’t be able to mimic anyone accurately anymore at a certain point. he’d lose his most effective tool, and if he gets anywhere he’d have to learn how to be actually imposing or effective.

2: loss of limbs - 1-2 arms or legs, in a permanent loss he can’t regrow or shapeshift around (though he probably could be given octopus regeneration…). similarly would restrict his ability to fight, and since he can’t shapeshift a new one, he wouldn’t be able to imitate anyone accurately at all unless they also have lost the same limbs. (i don’t think this option would work canonically, considering mimic can imitate things like tangle’s tail, when he doesn’t have his own tail - but maybe with the phantom pains/whatever mental trauma from losing limbs?)

3: my favorite: burn damage (ie from an explosion) - scar his skin over, removing his ability to shapeshift (assuming it is tied to his skin). he’d still have his own body, but would be entirely incapable of shapeshifting as well as in immense pain.

my own thoughts? i’m tired of mimic hanging over the storyline, especially when all he does over and over is try to kill whisper secretly. i am sympathetic to tangle not being willing to kill - but yeah, mimic can get killed, i’m cool with that.

it’s going to drive a stake between tangle and whisper until tangle can come to terms with what it would actually say about whisper and herself if she managed to kill mimic - or between tangle and silver, if he did the deed itself - which would likely mean separating them for a time… i’m thinking the big reason tangle is so against killing isn’t because of any practical reason or any belief mimic could reform, but she’s afraid of ‘falling’. she’s a little flexible, but tangle DOES have strict morals, and ‘no killing’ is high among them; it would make her or whisper a Bad Person if they killed anyone, even mimic. additionally, tangle is the sort of person who would regret it - her stopping whisper is either trying to spare whisper from feeling that guilt (even though whisper wouldn’t), or herself from feeling it in proximity.

of course, with mimic dead and whisper finally at ease, tangle would see why it worked - i think she could change her mind. it’s just in the interim while they pursue that goal that she’s going to be conflicted and/or hurt.

also - with this mimic plot being started in T&W, released to take place around issue 16 iirc, and lasting up to issue *76*, mimic has been around and been a problem for SIXTY issues - a longer stay than starline had!! mimic doesn’t deserve that sort of linger, even if he’s only sparingly been present IN the comic - he haunts whisper like starline haunted surge. (additionally, starline is a more compelling villain than mimic ever was - the guy who just killed his teammates for a bribe? the guy who’s just chronically such a sellout coward he betrayed multiple other people before the DC and even after reflecting on his own actions in shame, did not stop himself and turn to a better path? he’s a coward, not really a ‘villain’ - a scary mask and a tiger lying in wait, scared off if you turn eyes on him.)

last little aside - as hilarious as mimic’s fumble (“wrong number…?”) in 75 was, that storyline REALLY didn’t deserve that ending - a rugpull accidental reveal when mimic had already been leaving SO MANY CLUES to his true identity. he’s genuinely such a bad actor i don’t know why he ever considered it as a career path - he should’ve gone for runway model or special effects or something. not being given away by his wishy-washy, halfway-presence despite saying he was enthusiastic to be helping out, missing during critical moments, being captured on live footage as the phantom rider wearing duo’s scarf instead of the glowy scarf? honestly, mimic, just leave the scarf off - if the real one’s all glowy, it’s not going to make a difference that you have this dull knit scarf on, just pretend you can disable the scarf to remove handholds!! this guy has a flair for the dramatic and he’s the sort of guy to be the Most Obvious among us importor, has never won a single game except for the other 9 year olds in the public lobby beefing the vote. especially since tangle and whisper had prior experience with trapping him, it would have been FAR more satisfying to see them setting up casual tests of trust to throw suspicion on him… nyeeeeggghhh

[jesmalestiel]

Writer’s Guild Presents: My Love, My Angel

@goodomensafterdark

The third installment of mine and crowleyscardigan's poetry collab! (Yes I know I am posting this super late given we published the poem on January 19th, but the past few weeks have been SUPER chaotic!)

The week 3 prompt was Kiss, and so we wrote two sonnets, one from Aziraphale's perspective and one from Crowley's! ❤️❤️❤️

CW/TW: none

Excerpt

My love’s eyes are the warm gold of the sun, Their skin and scales the soft caress of dawn. My love’s hair is the flames of a war won. Their lips curve into a smile, a bow drawn.

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[on1occasionfork]

Slow Burn - A GOAD Pillow Fight Poem

A GOAD Pillow Fight Poetry Collab by @totheendtimes and @on1occasionfork for the prompt "Fire."

Summary:

If there's one recurring theme throughout their history, it's fire. Well, that and love.

We went with classic haiku for a journey through the ages with Aziraphale and Crowley, offering alternating perspectives. A few of these moments don't quite appear in the book or series, but what if...?

Excerpt:

As stars burst to life A small spark ignites within Nebulous and new Starfire has nothing On the white-hot of your hair The shine of your smile

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