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Poetic Picturings. Trying
Poetic Picturings. Trying this again, heh.
If any of you remember, a little over a year ago, I posted a thread advertising poetry picturings, and several people requested one. I didn't complete any. For anyone who wanted one, I'm (very) belatedly apologizing, and also trying again. So, yeah.
These aren't going to be very long, most likely. More like poetic doodles, short poems depending onn the complexity of the idea. I will provide a few lines of prose for you if you fill out the sheet below. If you have any imagery or metaphors at all that you think might be cool in the poem, please tell me!
Name:
Pronouns:
Appearance:
Personality:
Central conflict/story or type of poem (optional):
Other:
Here are some examples, some sort-of apologies from last time (if you want an updated one, feel free to fill out the sheet again) and also my example from last time.
For Agent Winter:
she is a force of nature--
a typhoon in an imagine dragons t-shirt
hair and hands and eyes that are never static
as the entire world flows through her veins
and she knows someday she will rise
like an otherworldly sun, in a blaze of immortalized glory.
For HoodedMidnight:
clear glasses carry refractions of the tilt of a head
of the way hair brushes shoulders and the way freckles shift to make room for smiling white teeth
the way blue eyes twinkle like the summer sky in a way so hard to express
that the hooded girl must try again and again
crossing out her words for days weeks months
a year and she finally gets it right
penciled script breathed to life in a voice so shaky she almost must repeat herself--
but the words were already inscribed on their recipient's heart,
and she'd hear them if they were worlds away.
For Viola?
she sits, hunched over a piece of paper
drawing. light catches her hair as it falls in curtain,
hiding her delineation. (you can only see the
eraser curving around and back, inverse to the lines she must be creating.)
but if you were to move closer, you'd see
quick strokes of the pencil forming eyes, a nose,
a person growing beneath her fingers.
but no matter how close you got, you wouldn't see
what she's really looking at, the way her eyes are turned inward
to where half-baked shards and glowing dust, and drifting, loose fibers
shift apart and together again,
in her swirling star-nursery of a mind,
where ideas are forming, creating and erasing themselves,
then waiting to flow out through her fingers.
submitted by Stardust, age Ubiquitous
(February 4, 2020 - 6:21 pm)
(February 4, 2020 - 6:21 pm)
Ooh I'd love one!
Name: Leafy
Pronouns: Female
Appearance: I'm really short, athletic, I have wide-ish shoulders, I have medium brown hair that's a bit past shoulder length with the bottom couple inches bleached and dyed a salmon-y, kinda golden color. My hair is wavy and curls at the ends. I have brown eyes and long curly eyelashes. I like to wear looser, high-waisted jeans, tighter tops, sneakers or combat boots, and chunky jackets or flannels.
Personality: I'm extroverted although a bit socially awkward; self-conscious about myself; more of a listener than a talker, someone who has a hard time putting my thoughts into words, kind of quiet but enthusiastic, not decisive, sort of a middle ground person/negotiator, a hopeless romantic, I stand up for myself, I'm really firm about my values, and I'm scared of heights and small or enclosed spaces. And I like reading, writing, art, video games, and fashion.
Central conflict/story or type of poem (optional): Either unrequited love, or whatever you'd like to do.
Other: N/A. Thank you!
(February 5, 2020 - 10:22 am)
Sorry this isn't the prompt you wanted, but inspiration struck and I wanted to utilize it :)
Also I really admire your poetry and I can't tell you how happy it makes me that you like mine as well!
For Leafy:
when she runs her flannel flies out behind her like a cape
and she feels like she could be a superhero, flying high even though she's so scared
silhouetted against the sun.
amongst the clouds so white like the glint of a smile between her lips
because she is writing her life story to the theme of laughter in crowds.
(February 6, 2020 - 8:47 pm)
Oooh, that's really pretty, thank you! Also yeah, I really love your style. ^^
(February 7, 2020 - 10:43 am)
Name: possibly wiser
Pronouns: she/her
Appearance: Not very tall but not extremely short, either. Long dark brown hair tied back in a ribbon and dark brown eyes. Slight, pen marked hands. Casual hodgepodge wear.
Personality: Absent minded but not emotionless. Tends to overthink things and get frustrated easily. Passionate about odd things(kazoos, mashed potatoes, pens)
Central conflict/story or type of poem (optional): Being busy :(
Other: Not that I can think of. Can't wait to see it!
(February 5, 2020 - 4:36 pm)
For possible wiser:
the ink-stains dotting her palms are just the tip of the the iceberg--
under her skin she is filled to the brim with inked scribbles
spinning snarled galaxies only she can find the constillations in,
plucking story after story after story
squirreling away projects into only 24 hours a day but it seems like more
small impossibilities lke bottling starlight
(February 5, 2020 - 6:44 pm)
Thank you Stardust! It's beautiful! :) I really like what you've done here!
(February 6, 2020 - 8:07 am)
Thanks so much!! Sorry about the typos :(
(February 6, 2020 - 8:21 pm)
Name: Luna-Starr, or just Luna
Pronouns: she/her
Appearance: Black pixie cut, short around the ears and bangs getting longer as they go farther from my part and partially covering my left eye, with bright blue and purple streaks. My left eye is bright purple; the right is bright blue. A small, luminous star glows on my left cheek. I'm pale, lean and on the tall side. I'm wearing jeans, tall light brown boots, a plain grey t-shirt, an unbottoned buffalo plaid flannel, fingerless gloves, and a thin silver chain link necklace with a small silver star pendant. (Don't know if you wanted clothing, so I just added it)
Personality: introverted but, like most others, I get weird and crazy with friends. Deep thinker and poetic, but also prone to laugh at the appropriate times. Mostly mature, very much a tomboy and has very strong beliefs. Always tries to be kind and considerate (and for the most part does pretty well...? I mean, I guess. I always tell myself to DO MORE but.). Bookish, obedient, fairly independent, very organized and can also be pretty awkward at times. Slightly judgemental. Myers-Briggs type: INFJ-something.
Other: Thank you so much, I love your poems!! <3
(February 5, 2020 - 5:56 pm)
Aww, I love your poems too! They're always so well thought out!
For Luna-Starr:
an onlooker thinks the idle fluttering of her hands looks like a butterfly,
but in actuality she is organizing her thoughts,
weaving her words like a tapestry or
like fate in fingerless gloves.
her laughter is birdsong heard from the top of tallest tree,
a symphony in shades of starlight.
(February 11, 2020 - 6:30 pm)
Oh my goodness, this is beautiful, thank you so much!! I love it, ahh. The last line is so beautiful. <3
(February 13, 2020 - 12:43 pm)
Ooh! I like this! I'll take one!
Name: cerinthe
Pronouns: she/her/hers
Appearance: wavy blonde hair, gray eyes, pale skin, tall, glasses, looks about 14 but is 13
Personality: Shy around ppl i don't know, kinda bossy/motherly-ish around my closest friends, considered smart, VERY daydreamy and creative, kinda lazy/procrastinating
(February 5, 2020 - 9:01 pm)
If thats not enough information I can re fill out the sheet.
Empyreal almost swore. Bad pegasus!!
(February 7, 2020 - 6:22 pm)
For cerinthe:
she could bask in the river of her thoughts all day,
let the current carry her my half-finished concept-art and secreted sparkling stickers,
out past the tears and embraces (and oh, so many more embraces)
until she is swimming amongst worlds and whales,
in an sea studded with constellations and anenomes and honeywort
perfect serenity in an ocean so blue
so blue.
(February 11, 2020 - 6:39 pm)
Gasp! That's so beautiful!!! Thank you so much!
(February 11, 2020 - 8:35 pm)
WOW! Amazing poems!
Name: (ex.The name's Smith, James Smith) Aqua, Aqua Aqua (okay yeah right it's just Aqua)
Pronouns: She/her
Appearance: (I'm listing pretty much irl appearance here. Words cannot determine facial structure, so I'm sure it's safe. Also I'm not rly good at describing things xD) Probably average height for my age, 12 (Oh wait-- 13 in March OwO) My pretty much straight (though it has a lot more shape since I got my hair cut) brown-blond hair is styled (styled? lol) in a short bob cut. Wait a sec. This ain't a picturing. *Aqua, you mean "isn't") I dunnae *Dunnae??) need to describel *Okay, stop.) myself all detaileded like. *AQUA I SAID STOP) Okay okay sheesh, weird new AE-like thing that popped up out of nowhere. *We're really sorry. Let's continue with the picturing. Just to make it easier, let's make a new paragraph for it)
Appearance(2)*You mean 2nd attempt):
Brown-blond hair in a bob cut. Average? height for an almost teen. Some freckles, but not very obvious. Light blue eyes.
Personality: UwU OwO UoU OoO O-U UuO -o- Owo ?o? O-O U-U UwO *Aqua... this won't work...)
Other: that's it! Sorry if it's not much to go for!
~
*So, Aqua, not on the topic of this post, what do you think about AEs... your AEs in particular?)
Um, I think you're enough for now.
*So, are the rest of them dead?)
Maybe I accidentally killed them?
*Aqua, you are incapable of that)
True.
*Well... I'm going to be lonely...)
You'll have me :)
*You don't count.)
How rude >:(
*Well then...who am I?)
Well, maybe you're not exactly an AE, cause you're not me, but I'll make you an AE.
*How is that possible?)
*evil grin*
(February 11, 2020 - 12:16 pm)