#metered poetry

[buglarvainspector]

Cookie?

Peace-making offer, he nudges the plate -

attempting to placate what must seem like hate.

My favorites. I eye them -

well-knowing they're bait.

(Does it matter the kind? When's the last time I ate?

I could use just a something.)

Folding my arms, we both sit back and wait.

The nerve - yes, I'm hungry. This truce is a plot.

If I take one, I'm stuck - bribed, won over and bought.

My favorites. I eye them -

I think they're still hot.

(Does it matter the kind? It's a backhanded shot

and I think I've lost out.)

Still, he humors my silence, though he chuckles a lot.

I took one. I did. And the argument stopped.

Once my stomach stopped growling, my point simply flopped.

©2013

[ajcrawly]

[hometoursandotherstuff]

[crowleys-bentley-and-plants]

Won't You Stay?

Won’t you stay a little longer,

When the night is draped in stars?

In the quiet, we grow stronger,

As the world forgets its scars

Won’t you stay as morning tiptoes,

Painting gold across the land?

In the quiet, where the wind blows,

Let me hold your gentle hand

Won’t you stay as hours wander,

Through the canvas of the day?

In the stillness, growing fonder,

Let the world just drift away

Won't you stay until the last light,

Fades into the night’s embrace?

In your eyes, I see the starlight,

That no darkness can erase

Won't you stay here in my arms

In this fragile, fleeting now?

In this love, away from harm,

Let's forget the why and how

Won’t you stay, until forever,

Till the clocks no longer chime?

In this bond, no force can sever,

Won’t you stay, beyond all time?

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final fifteen + crowley asking questions+ unbreakable bond = foolproof recipe for breaking my heart :')

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[fictionadventurer]

NaPoWriMo #31: A poem that begins at the end of something, then moves backwards

Orpheus

He loved And looked And sealed her doom Forever now the widowed groom

He loved And looked Through death's domain And swore he'd bring her home again

He loved And looked As died the wife Too quickly taken from this life

He loved And looked And wed the bride He vowed to keep safe at his side

At his first sight The beauty there Devotion sparked Beyond compare

He lost, yet knew the gift she was And all because He looked And loved

[leohttbriar]

[calamitys-child]

Something something the curtains are blue or whatever but underappreciated media analysis phenomenon is when someone else reads something you wrote and points out the blue curtains that you hadn't even noticed yourself hanging up while you built it. Like fuck they sure are I genuinely hadn't noticed I just flung em up I was concentrating on the carpet. Hey that shade of blue goes nice with the carpet huh. I should get more decor in that colour. Does this make sense to anyone

[incoramsanctissimo]

I shared a poem I wrote to the family group chat and NO ONE SAID ANYTHING except my mom, so I'm putting it here too and if it's really that bad I need y'all to tell me cause I really never know 😭 like literally just say "its bad" and I won't be hurt. I just want to know.

What does it take to fix a life?

Coffee and croissants at the rising of the light,

Jam lucis orto sidere.

The taking in of the coldest air of the day

After the suffocating night.

A rectangle of paper marked Tuesday the third

Laudate Dominum de coelis.

From a long-dead saint, a few words—

From you to God, another word.

Another word, a morning meeting of the soul

Deus misereatur nostri.

A plan for dinner, a plan for breakfast

A plan to fulfill this given role.

Ut cum dies abscesserit

Preparing to bear this boulder uphill again,

But ready for the rolling down

With these measures taken to make the burden sweet.

[septembersung]

[no-context-just-quotes]

[willknightauthor]

THE BEGGAR

[buglarvainspector]

John Wayne Western

The plot

Guy shoots some drunken sucker dead,

gets smacked up some and fires more lead,

then cue John's bottle to 'is head.

John hauls him out to jail instead.

But he's got friends. The town's in dread.

The girl

The batting lashes. Wily, head-

strong little card-shark mistress said,

"Why, sheriff, I've purfumed my bed.

A night in jail?

My room's less stale."

And in he struts.

In love? Misled?

The fight

The bad guys keep one step ahead -

they're filling extras up with lead

on dusty streets, while John get fed

up, leaves the jail, risks all, bleeds red

and with one shot

(the last he's got)

at last he sees the villain dead.

The end

Justice hung by just a thread.

The girl waits, pats his thoroughbred.

She'll catch his eye -

stagecoach nearby -

attempt "goodbye," and wind up wed.

[saintgreyhound]

journaling

(feat. pics I took of part of my most recent journal entry with my pilot g.2 pen, my half-smoked pack of marlboro golds, the wrapper from a chocolate bar I recently ate, and my complaints about vergil's use of dactylic hexameter)

[hometoursandotherstuff]

I heard of this before, and it really does work.

[addoration]

poetry prompt: herb garden

hehehe thank you sun!! <3

in sunlight stained pots on concrete paved floors basil, rosemary, and lavender live.

on days when it rains they lower their heads and shake the water off of their green stems

on days when it shines they thank the blue skies then gossip about the blush rosehip buds

(the rosehip buds sigh a heavy, sad sigh... they haven't been pruned in such a long time)

[fictionadventurer]

NaPoWriMo #15: A poem of at least ten lines where all lines start with the same word

Because

Because man doubted God, he ate the apple. Because man sinned, the garden gates were barred. Because Abram showed faith, God promised glory Because his sons would outnumber the stars.

Because they cried, God led them out of Egypt. Because He swept the sea, they passed dry-shod. Because they sinned, He gave them the commandments Because the Law helps man relate to God.

Because they feared the giant, God sent David. Because the shepherd trusted, he was king. Because the kingdom fell, God vowed salvation Because a savior from this stump would spring.

Because the virgin loved, she gave her fiat. Because she did, the Word became a man. Because she asked, her son made wine from water Because it was a sign of God's great plan.

Because the crowds were lost, He came and taught them. Because they starved, He gave them holy bread. Because the sick believed in Him, He healed them. Because they died, He raised them from the dead.

Because He was betrayed, He was arrested. Because He claimed God's name, they struck Him down. Because He claimed to be a king, they scourged Him. Because they mocked, He wore a thorn-filled crown.

Because the crowds demanded it, they hung Him. Because He loved, He offered no complaint. Because it was the will of God, He suffered Because it would atone for Adam's taint.

Because He died, the world did shake and darken. Because He died, they laid Him in a grave. Because all hope seemed lost, his friends all sorrowed Because it seemed He'd lost his chance to save.

Because He was God's Son, He rose victorious Because He had defeated death's domain. Because the women came, they found Him risen. Because He rose, He will forever reign.

Because of all Your faithfulness I praise You Because You showed Your Love through years of strife. Because You rose, I sing with great rejoicing Because You give your people lasting life.