#rhymescheme

[knowledgenook]

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[maryellencarter]

Except the one in Mass Effect 2. Because they cast someone who had actually played the Modern Major General.

I cannot stand the parodies of modern major general, they're overdone and simply not as good as the original. They've done them about everything, whatever topic, big or small.

And when i notice one of them my eyes will always start to roll.

The diction's always slurry when they rush the complicated words, and adding many fricatives will turn it so cacophonous. The slanted rhymes are silly and they keep just making more and more, please someone stop the parodies of modern major general.

The scanning of the lyrics in the meter is unbearable, they emphazise the syllables in ways that are untenable, in short in matters musical, prosodic and ephemeral, i cannot stand the parodies of modern major general!

[perksofbeingalittletwat]

The way Noah Kahan says "alcohol" in stick season makes him sound like he's in a cautionary youth group play about why women shouldn't break up with men because it will lead them astray from god

[enzyme09]

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[softakespics]

YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS

Midnight poetry dump time.

Path to peace

I did not see the wood through the trees I was too busy trying not to freeze. An icy and treacherous road, And not one I would have taken.

I can see now in that wood so forsaken, cold was needed as my heart was broken. I slipped and fell. You brought me close made me realise I was more than a ghost.

To you I would have been a simple boast, could have been the friend you’d love most. Nothing more. You would have never fought my war. It was not your tracks that strayed off-beat.

If our journeys had not crossed. If we did not meet I would have stayed frozen, never to find my feet. My eternal thanks for you as you go on your way But your path is not mine on which to stay.

[hp-fanfic-archive]

I'm looking for a fic, I don't remember if there was a main ship but it's a time travel fix it and the only thing I can remember besides that was that in the 4th year harry tells Cedric "if you ever end up involuntarily port keyed to a graveyard, run like hell" and he keeps reminding Cedric of this until eventually the conversation is just:

harry: graveyard?

cedric: run like hell

that's honestly all I remember, hopefully you or someone else can find it. thanks

Okay, so this is very vague. However, it is vague in a way that seems familiar? There are a couple fics from my to-read list that might be what you're looking for. No guarantees, but hopefully this helps.

Always Yours (Series) by howtomakelovestay [T, 300k, 2 works, WIP]

Cedric is having the weirdest dreams —about some green eyes. That happens to belong to Harry Potter, who has seen him die (even if he is alive). A boy he can't help but get close to when awake. Cedric is kind. Maybe that is why Harry wants him around. Not only because he is the most beautiful boy he has ever seen. (This is a series that starts in third year that's a time-travel type fix-it. The second fic is fourth year. It's a Harry/Cedric series so maybe it's the one you're looking for? Hard to say.)

Another Chance by clover_and_ink [T, 237k, WIP]

Harry willingly walks to face Voldemort for one last time. The moment the Killing Curse hits, he wakes up the day after he and Hermione traveled through time. Gifted this chance, Harry sets out to learn about about what has been denied to him since he lost his parents. Along the way he makes new friends, learns new magic, and carves out his place in the wizarding world. (The time frame is right (starts at the end of third year), and might be what you're looking for. It's Remus/Sirius, Harry/George, and Hermione/Fred.)

Time Waits for No One by Umbra195 [T, 156k, WIP]

As the end of his third year draws to a close, an unexpected chapter of his life opens as Harry is faced with one of the many insurmountable mountains in his path– the future. Forced back to his fourteenth birthday by unseen forces, Harry tries to make the best out of his situation. But everything might not be as it seems. Or The time Harry woke up in his fourteen-year-old body (Again, right time frame. Starts at Harry's 14th birthday, so just before fourth year. No main romantic ships for this fic really.)

Envy Engenders Spite by rhymescheme [G, 43k, WIP]

The Battle of Hogwarts was the end in more ways than one. Months are passing by, mutely and emptily, for a particular three friends. Harry, Ron, and Hermione find the chance to make things right too good to refuse. Their families could live, after all-- if they don't muck it all up this go-around. Because after this, there are no more second tries. Harry Potter wakes up in Dudley's second bedroom in 1993, Ron in the room under the attic, and Hermione on the freshly painted second floor of her parents' converted flat. Then they remember. (This is the right time frame but it's Harry, Ron, and Hermione all going back in time so it might not be what you're looking for. I included it just in case.)

These are all the fics that I am familiar with (again, they're on my to-read list so I haven't finished them yet) that might fit the criteria you've given me (time-travel fix-it, includes fourth year, and has cedric in it at least at some point). Hopefully this helps! If anyone has any suggestions, drop them in the notes!

[bill-ciphers-vessel]

Do you like ABBA?

All the way

Something something

Bada ba bada bing

Hi hello hey

Sorry when you said abba I immediately thought of rhymeschemes. Uhh I like that one gay one. And the other gay one. Dancing queen. And uhhh was it mamma Mia ?

[brudberg1]

Obsession

Tie me darkly,bite and pinch meunleash me partly,I whisper… plea to never leaveforever yours,O, please believethere is no cure, obsessed, am Iwith skin on skinyou can untiewe’re bound in sin Love is boundlessenvy groundless Created with bing The prompt-word for De’s Quadrille prompt today is “pinch”. Can you write a sonnet in 44 word? well maybe if you write it in dimeter. The rhymescheme is…

[kiadora]

this post is my favorite one so far tbh - #poetry #poem #nonbinary #nonbinaryartist #queer #queerart #queerartist #nonbinaryart #blackandwhite #textpost #writing #rhymescheme #rhymes #nonbinarypoet #bpdthings #bpdwarrior #bpdlife #unhinged #idk https://www.instagram.com/p/CkqZfxkMqY1/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[morimatea]

Aesthetic feature includes color, style, implicit style and rhyme scheme. Aesthetic pursuit includes delicacy, majesty and natural beauty. . . . #bamboo #handpainted #teacups #cuppatea #teapot #Aesthetic #majesty #nature #beauty #joyfully #happytime #newday #color #implicitstyle #rhymescheme #delicacy #enjoyit #chinesestyle #chinaculture #poem #poetry #inheritance #spirit #wonderfully #style #slowlife #ancient #morimatea https://www.instagram.com/p/CdEv4wFvkKR/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[poetryinsnow]

i have always chased moonlight

and i never have being too bright

i always love to chase the storms

a kind of storm that will cause my intellect to transform

its always wise to chase the weather

and chase those lighting bolts

chase everything you love in life

and dont ever be stopped.

do you believe in god?

do you look up?

looking at the neon stars 

like your emotions are going to erupt?

this led me to science and to keep filling up my coffee cup

because when i look at dying stars through my telescope

im grateful for quitting the dope

[ahauntedtypewriter]

To Laugh or To Cry

In this life of tragedy, We are given two choices, To laugh or to cry. To longly live or slowly die.

When it rains, It pours. In the weather, life closes, All its’ doors.

But yet, a choice...is yours, be brow beaten by rain, Or hold your head up high And search for sun to shine again Through that murky sky.

-C.I. Smith (ahauntedtyperwriter)

[shanerdude4]

Here it is, the eighth of May

The last four years have flown by

From dropping me off freshman year

To getting my cap and gown,

Holding back a few tears.

I’m all dressed up just for you

Wanted to stop by but only for a few

We don’t have any more minutes to lose

So I brought two shots and a flask of booze

I fill up both and put one on the headstone

I raise one to you even though I’m alone

I take it back and still wince, okay?

“I did it mom. Happy Mother’s Day.”

Wish you were here, on the eighth of May.

[sumtimesrabits]

#poem #doggerel #sillypoem #sillypoems #rhymes #rhymefest #rhymetime #rhymeattacks #RhymeScheme #poemaboutart #poemaboutlife https://www.instagram.com/p/CduY1e4M33x/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[enzyme09]

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