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[wasp-princess]

If there is one poem there there's two

Not two halves of one

(or two quarters and one half)

-This metaphor is getting away from me i think

(And i'm not so good at all the math)

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But I say it anyway

Because art is not like oranges

Better shared in happy wholeness

Not broken apart- 

Is it a gift if it leaves behind a mess?

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You needed to create the good

You'd only ever been given oranges

The hard types, mostly pith

Made marmalade from them

Added sweetness, time- now it's a gift.

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Even I gave you oranges once

Tea in packets for a cold

A gift gone sour (I'm so sorry!)

But you were given a choice now

And you chose freely, without worry 

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And we found the lemons!

Chasing the last of the season

A 5 for 25 cents steal

We'll make good out of what was bitter

Together share a meal

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It's a celebration, love

Hope and healing round the table

That fallow field is flourishing

There's plenty of cake to go round

And shared together, it will be nourishing

There’s a poem somewhere in having lemon cake for my first official fuck-this-shit-I’m-out-aversary, but I haven’t teased it out yet. Ah well.

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My sketchbook is full of my College of Spirits Bard, Murphy, looking pathetic and sad, So I figured i would share him Not in peril and Not Deeply unwell for once

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Nothing better than the special, non-canonical relationship between a history loving girlie and her ages old glam rocker vampirate best friend. They are gossiping together <3

Lenora Skeates (she/her) is my OC, and Reign Silverhart (they/them belongs to @arrowhawkart !

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My parents went to Utah for a long weekend, so I drew my favorite image from their trip for my mother's birthday!

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Oranges

You know those poems, of oranges and love?

I know you do, you adored them

In-taking the words like nectar

Like breathing in the intimacy and saying that you've shared it

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I hope that every orange you eat is the sweetest thing that touches your lips

That you think of us each bite you take

That every orange is too much for you to eat alone

That the bitter pith stays on your tongue.

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Much the same as I think of you

In the wasteland you left

Dropped peels scattered

The only part of the spirit fruit you shared with me

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See my heart was already pulp

(which you don't seem to like much)

A bit too much effort to be patient, delicate

Can't peel it open the same way you score a citrus

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I hope your orange tea tastes like truth

A medicine

The steam rising like the oracle at delphi inhaled

Telling you visions of what you could have had

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In the meantime I'll go out

Till the soil

Orange peels as fertilizer

And see what grows in time.

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I am continuing to have GREAT fun with turning my ocs into spider people- this is Murphy Nocturne-Nee-Galloway (he/him or any), juggling two secret identities of Spiderman, Mac an Baird the musician, and his own civilian identity!

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Saw Across the Spiderverse (and Into the spiderverse for the first time!) Last week, and I Loved it!!!

I was inspired to make an au with my partner with some of our ocs- this is Spider-Rogue, Civilian Name Portia Worthinghamptonshire!

she's based off of a crab spider, which can mimic flowers and are ambush predators.

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❄ Linden?

Here he is!!

He's never been terribly bothered by the cold, but the jacket pockets are helpful and maybe the sweater will help pad things given his lack of armor proficiency?? (this little Man is a Squishy Wizard)

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Oh dryads, my kin

My loves

What a terrible irony it is

To be the children of lumberjacks.

Their axes they've long forgotten

Buried within us.

Despite it, may we put our roots down

And bloom.

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Rainbow.

The rainbow is 

God’s promise

That we will not be destroyed

No wave of terror

Swallowing all of us before our very eyes.

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I think of this,

God's promise

In the wake of another hateful act

My beloved and I holding each other tightly

Saying I Love You I Love You I Love You

God Help Us God Help Us

Repetition gets Your attention

At least so my study Bible says

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I look for

God's Promise

In the spray of the road

In windows

On cars and clothes

And the sky

To see the bow hung up

To see signs of safety

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We hang flags and

God's promise

At every door post

On our bodies

Like the blood of the Lamb

Angel, Pass over us

Beloved

There is sanctuary here

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I am holding to

God's Promise

Gripping at the colors that symbolize

The wholeness of me 

And I plead:

Hear Your grieving children, God

Do not destroy us

Do not let us be destroyed

Amen, Amen, Amen.

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Finances are extremely tight with me and my partner right now and groceries are very very expensive along with car and medical issues so I am taking emergency commissions!

$10 for a shoulders up character portrait, pencil sketch

I will draw your original characters and fanart

No furries, mechs, or implied sexual content

Payment taken via PayPal

Dm me or contact me via fruitbatvampire@gmail.com

Thanks!

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Tiger

Sometimes I wonder how you love me

So fiercely

So completely

Willing to take me along wherever you go

Despite the hassle.

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You help me up the stairs

And into the car

And tell me to use the walker

Not the cane

We'll figure it out

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Ah, that you don't abandon me is a mystery

Until another hole

In your stuffed tiger

Spills stuffing and beads

And you carefully offer her to me so I may mend.

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She and I, I think, get along better 

Than the rest of our belongings

Threadbare, delicate, frayed

Adored

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When you were young,

You carried her everywhere

When we were younger

We couldn't stop talking

Distance unbearable

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She keeps me company now

While you work

And I am stuck in bed

Tells me she is real

Loved enough to become real

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Ah, that you love me into reality!

Loved me into existence

Tiger and I lay in bed

Waiting for you to come home 

And I have never been more alive.

{tiger in question}

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Alright here we go! Commissions officially open!

Please send any commission inquiries to arrowhawkart@gmail.com

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You Make Me Sick

You make me sick- I don't mean that in a cruel way.

But In the way that too much candy 

makes you vomit

Something too rich, too dense

Sets the heart into overdrive. 

You are saccharine like food 

that started off wonderful 

But now has me retching in the bathroom

Shaking and sobbing

And I swear I won't give it another chance.

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You make me sick

In the way that you gave me a medicine

And messed up my dosage

And claimed there were no mistakes made

while i'm twitching and shuddering and bleeding

Begging for help

"Make me healthy

Oh mighty healer."

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You make me sick.

But in the way that if i see your name

Or if i see the things you like

Or if i see the same sort of way you type

There is a knot of dread that sits in my stomach and rots me from the inside out

Fight, flight, freeze, fawn

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You make me sick

Like the brush fires do

Smoke chokes and obscures

Makes me cough so I can't sputter protest

You never lit the match, no

But you fanned the flames

Let tender hearts of tinder

Shriek and burn

And called it keeping us warm

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I don't like illness

Goodness knows I've seen enough of it

I think I'll find a better treatment plan

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no more spoons, only knives left

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Where, Wolf?

As a child

You warned me

Of wolves in sheep's clothing

Of wolves in sheep's clothing

Of wolves in sheep's clothing

Coming to take me away

 and devour

And I listened to you

My shepherd

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Injured sheep abounded

A wounded flock

Of some limping

Of some bloody

Of some buckling under the weight 

Of the wool that you prized

And you said

 there must be wolves in our midst

wolves in our midst

wolves in our midst

.

I kept watch

And cried wolf

And cried wolf

And cried wolf

To sheep soaked with blood

And you praised me for it

My observant gaze

Helping find predators in the flock

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When the sheep soaked in blood 

soaked in blood

soaked in blood

disappeared

Your stomach was always full days after

And you praised God

 for always providing a meal

I didn't know why your breath smelled of iron

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Our bodies began to break

Stumbling through the dangerous path 

You set us on

My body cut and bleeding

Soaking red

And you take me aside, crying wolf

crying wolf

crying wolf

At the sight of blood

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And now I see you

Your actions Hidden in the night

But now exposed,

Reflected by the light of the moon

Both beast and human

Eager to feast either way.

To break me down

To break me down

To break me down

And suck the marrow from my bones

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I cry wolf

And cry wolf

And I hear distantly the flock murmur

That the shepherd will take care of it

The shepherd always

always

always

Takes care of it

And if not then was there ever a problem?

.

There were always warnings

Of wolves in sheep's clothing

But never

That the shepherd 

the shepherd

My shepherd

could be one. 

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really enjoyed painting this landscape! I've improved by leaps and bounds in the past year and its really encouraging to see