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[env0writes]

December arrives with little boast No snow, no wind, no chill Little to call the decided final host A capitulating captor of my year What capital capstone capsizes Tossing me to the waters, not quite icy Before years end, I’m rocked again Shaken and shivering survivor left dicey Winter awakens, in December's ungathered fire pit How long has it been since? Embers cold to touch Gather a gnostic atheist mass; to convince No belief but kinship I remember December beneath a wintry duvet Warm and hidden Secrets to obey or disobey December; give me your worst So that my footing might be steady I’ve danced steps all year long Knock me down at last, so by New Years I’ll be ready No winter remarks to mark calendar memory What a first, with a burst of nothing notable A month of leftovers Left over, for those, looked over, begging to be full Once again With winter hope and glee Can’t you see? This is not how it is supposed to be December arrives And I have seen all the tricks of this trade Rekindle with me; Spark again Blow a winter wish, and see how the world is swayed Even if the spirit is no longer Holy Gather again the embers New kindling and new kinship Friends are as good as family members

Deciding Embers Vol. 5, 12.1.24

“Not the First of it's Kind”

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[i-scan-your-poems]

full scansion:

– / ◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ – Long / ago / there was / a cat, ◡ – ◡ / ◡ – / ◡ – Who swallowed / a ball / of yarn; ◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ – ◡ And when the cat had kittens, ◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ – They all / had swea/ters on.

metrical form: underlyingly, iambic trimeter rhyme scheme: ABCB other notes: an iamb is replaced with an amphibrach in lines 2 and 3. line 1 starts with an extra stress.

[cubojorbr]

A doação foi feita em 30 de setembro de 2022, meses após a ABCB firmar um acordo de cooperação técnica com o INSS, em março daquele ano

[i-scan-your-poems]

scansion:

– ◡ ◡ – Roses are red, – ◡ ◡ – Violets are blue. – ◡ – ◡ Rocks are shiny, ◡ – ◡ – I love their hue. ◡ – ◡ – ◡ – Such beauty in the old – ◡ ◡ – and in the new, – ◡ ◡ – ◡ Polished by rivers, – ◡ – ◡ ◡ – journeys, seasons, and dew.

metrical form: The first stanza is strictly dimeter with 4 syllables per line. In the second stanza the lines get increasingly longer and more varied: there are trimeter lines (line 5, line 8) and the resolution of one unstressed syllable into two unstressed syllables (lines 7 and 8). It gives a sense of expansiveness.

rhyme scheme: ABCB DEFE rhyming couplets

Poetry? More like CROWETRY!

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[mysticalgourd]

Greetings.

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[heartsintertvvined]

Pro: NEW POPE!

Con: Americano

[dreamscrape-navigator]

untouchable(s)

You are no more holy than The dust on every hand That carved those jewels from the earth And lifted bread from land

You are no more mighty than A pebble by the sea With each sequential drop the stone Pays mass for memory

Goliath who walks the ground With eyes up high and tall The lamb you bleed so readily Waits eager for your fall

[hellsitegenetics]

I just wanna say that as someone who has a bug hyperfixiation rn and enjoys making ocs based off of bugs that this blog is like, a character design idea haven to me at this point because of all the bugs. Thank you for your service.

String identified: t aa a tat a a a g at a ag c a g tat t g , a caact g a a t at t t ca a t g. Ta c.

Closest match: Balneolaceae bacterium isolate c63fa63d-abcb-44aa-a049-ecdd770e9aed genome assembly, chromosome: 1 Common name: The Balneolaceae family of bacteria.

(This organism has no associated image. Good luck making a character design out of that.)

[noctilucid]

Dannymay Poetry - Day 18 King

"Oh!  Can I go next Mr. Lancer?" Kwan asked, raising and waving his hand from his seat in the middle of the room.  

"Wait, wait—" Dash leaned forward to clap a hand on Kwan's shoulder.  "I can't go after you, man, your poem is better than mine!"

"Oh, ok.  Mr. Lancer, Dash wants to go next!"

Mr. Lancer glanced between them.  "Is that so, Mr. Baxter?"  

Dash paused, his mouth pressing into a thin frown, before he sighed and levered himself up with his desk's help.  "Yeah, ok.  May as well."

He skirted up to the front of the room, notably less confident than usual.  "Ok, nobody expect me to be good at this," he said, looking out over the classroom.  "And if any of you start thinking I'm some nerd, you know what'll happen!"  He fumbled with his paper as he unfolded it.  "Um.  My poem is called.  The Fluffy Clouds All Look Like Footballs." 

At the back of the room, Sam straightened in her chair.  "What?"

Kwan jerked his head to look at her over his shoulder.  He gave his head a tiny shake.  Sam glared back.  

Mr. Lancer's stapler clicked at the front of the room as he finished with Val's packet.  "Just a moment if you would Mr. Baxter."

"You gave him your poem?" Sam hissed while Lancer was busy. 

Kwan slipped out of his chair and ducked back to an empty desk next to her.  

"He worked on it! It's better now!"

"Oh BULLSHIT!"

"Ms. Manson," Mr. Lancer called from the front of the room.  "We are being respectful." 

Sam let out a very long sigh and forced a wide, clearly fake smile complete with a thumbs up.  "You got this Dash."

Lancer nodded to Dash, "You can start when you're ready."

Dash nodded and focused on his paper like a deer in headlights.

The fluffy clouds all look like footballs

We are stretching on the grass

The sun is warm and traffic hums

Out on the road as we practice passes.

Dale throws to Mitchell 

And Zach pairs with Jake 

We all run drills until we're tired

My team is so great!

When game day comes and our fans cheer 

The other team will cry.

They aren't as strong or fast as us.

The Casper Ravens rule the sky!

It's great to be the team captain 

I lead us in the plays

They chant my name like I'm the king

These are the best of days! 

When the sky is blue and the sun is shining 

The whole world seems right 

They talk about my college career 

But for me, that future's out of sight.

I love football, I'm a star!

But every captain knows 

There is no I in team;

We work together and it shows 

We can't all go to the same school 

When senior year ends 

And in a few years, that school ends too

What will we do then?

A king without his land to rule 

Is just a paper crown.

No matter how we win today 

That perspective brings me down. 

When we win, the crowds are happy!

Our parents and coach are proud.

Why should we have to leave this behind?

I think we should be allowed 

To make our own way of things

Here where we are loved

Not cogs in a warehouse machine 

Making money for corporate thugs.

I wi— uh, want, that I could stay here

With all of my good friends 

But I know that's not how life works 

And high school has to end.

So cheer extra loud for us

Next time you're at a game 

Because right now we're kings and queens 

And the future's kinda lame.

Dash paused and looked out at the other A-Listers clustered in the room.  "So, uh.  That's my poem."  

"Pobrecito," Paulina crooned, and led the group in respectful snapping.  Kwan clapped and gave him two thumbs up from the back of the room.

Sam sighed and propped her face on her hand.  "...Ok, I take it back. He did kinda improve it."  She snapped a few times with her other hand.  "But I'm only saying that because he gave the middle finger to our corporate overlords."

"I told you, he worked really hard on it!" 

"Very good Mr. Baxter.  A strong choice to maintain ABCB rhyme structure throughout, and I appreciate the earnest subject matter.  Could you tell us your three poetic devices?" 

"Uh."  Dash looked at the top of his paper.  "Um. Alliteration. Allegory. And."  He squinted at his writing. "Ana— Anaphora."

"...Could you provide an example of where you used alliteration in your poem?"

"No, I'm not a nerd."  Dash smacked his paper onto Lancer's desk and ran back to his friends, pumping his arms above his head like he'd just completed a successful play.  The A-Listers cheered accordingly.  

[i-scan-your-poems]

full scansion:

– ◡ /– ◡ ◡ Dear St. Anthony, – ◡ ◡ – Please come around. – ◡ ◡ / – ◡ This page is/ lost and – ◡ ◡ – cannot be found.

metrical form: odd lines are trochee+dactyl or dactyl+trochee. even lines are choriambic. rhyme scheme: ABCB notes: the foot structure of line 3 is the inverse of line 1, even though both have two stresses and end on an unstressed syllable.

I just want to know who set this as the error image for my parish’s website so I can thank them

[acaciawriting]

I Wish We Could Go Back In Time

I wrote this thinking i would make it like an ABCB structure like a lot of my other poems, but it kinda just... formed itself.

Hope you all like this one, if you have any suggestions for other poems/stories, don't be afraid to ask!

I wish we could go back in time.

Before it all went wrong

Before life became scarier than death

Before we stopped living and started surviving

What was that time like?

I wish we could go back in time.

Before the bullying

Before the endless pressure

Before the anxiety

What was that time like?

I wish we could go back in time.

Before it became harder to relax than to work

Before sleep became a luxury

Before being perfect was a requirement

What was that time like?

I wish we could go back in time.

[forsaken-headcanons]

taph (they/them) and dusekkar (he/her) are siblings

he helped them get a job at roblox hq and they used to live together (maybe taph went off by themselves after some time? both stayed in close contact)

during forsaken they cling to her a lot, he doesn't talk in her ABCB format when whispering to taph

ruff anon i think if i can reserve that one

ough the duo ever. love these.

welcome, ruff anon!! :D

[inkwell-chronicles]

9 Traditional Forms of Poetry:

Sonnet- 14 lines, written in iambic pentameter (a meter with five pairs of unstressed and stressed syllables per line), with the rhyme scheme ABAB (Also known as Shakespearean)

Haiku- traditional Japanese form with 3 lines and a common syllable pattern of 5-7-5. It often focuses on nature. (You can also do patterns of 7-5-7 or 3-5-3)

Villanelle- 19 lines with five three-lined verses (ABA) followed by a four-line stanza (ABAA).

Limerick- a humorous five-line poem with a rhyme scheme of AABBA and a specific rhythm.

Ballad- A narrative poem with song-like qualities, usually written in four-line stanzas with a rhyme scheme. (like ABAB or ABCB)

 Ode- a formal, often ceremonious lyric poem that addresses or celebrates a person, place, thing, or idea. It typically follows a specific structure.

Elegy- a reflective poem that grieves the loss of someone or something.

Sestina- a complex form with six stanzas of six lines each, followed by a three-line conclusion stanza.

Pantoum- composed of quatrains where the second and fourth lines of each stanza become the first and third lines of the next stanza.

There are more but this is all for now!

[ellianasdeadpointeshoes]

I've been asked to do a list of familiar names that are now going to ballet schools and studios

Crystal Huang (bb,rcfd)>>Abt jko

Sadie daniels (???) >> Ecc

Savannah manzel (larkin)>> ecc

Clara Riggs (dkcba)>>abt jko

Summer lily ( dkcba) > ecc

Shylee Sagle (rmbs)> San Francisco ballet school

Izzy howard( dkcba) >San Francisco ballet school

Kya Massimino (aocb)>> Hollywood ballet school

Isobel lehman(hbs)>> united ballet academy

Izzy keesee (ecc)>>> royal ballet school

Kennedy kahler(dbc)>>> Europe school of ballet?????

Annabel kohn (dkcba) > European school of ballet

Morgan ligon (ecc, abt jko)>>>???? Academie princesse grace????

Emma crawford( aba) - royal Danish ballet school

June freeman(dkcba)>>> San Francisco ballet school

Madison bevilacqua>>> San Francisco ballet school

Alisa xu(southland)>>> abt jko

Keagan pickett(mba)>> rock school for ballet education ( not the rock center in vegas)

Elsa newbower(n&d)>>> ellison

Keenan mentztos(bbc)>> royal ballet school

Ivana Radan (ellison)>>> dutch national.ballet school

Viktoria papalodouka(ellison)>>> abt jko

Daphne horvath (abcb)>>> abt jko

Everly nesda>>> rock school of dance

Kherrington turner>>>> European school of ballet.

Aliya yen( p21)>>>>

Sofia rutova(mba)>** vaganova training progam.

Anjali dyen (rmbs)>>> elite classical coaching.

Tova tustin (mba)>>> thr rock school for dance education

Bianca vezzali (bisd)>>> academie princess grace.