Bosun January 12, 2017 Share January 12, 2017 So hi, hi y'inz. Здравствуйте люди. I see myself as a lot of things... anarchist... wolfess... things... you all get that, but what may be most relatable among such a vast crowd is how I like to express myself. It's natural and is something people tend to like. Personally though, my favorite way to express things, especially for fun is to write it as poetry and lately, I've been having a ton of time to think that's being poorly used, so I've been writing quite a bit, but I decided that maybe some of you out there, like, maybe four of you, are also interested in poems and maybe would possibly but probably not but possibly want to commission some. And this thread would be the place to do that! *murmuring: if you're interested in that So, some things to get out of the way too, I'll write in whatever style you want, if you have a preference on that, meter and rhyme scheme is all up to whatever you'd want, mostly because it's always nice to branch out and try new styles. If you don't specify you'll get either a series of haikus or a longer poem without a particular meter. And it can be on whatever you want it to be on! Whoo! And if you're more exotically inclined and you don't want a poem that's in English, I can also accommodate poems in French or in the language I don't know quite as well, which is Russian, but if you want a Russian poem, for some reason, it'll be quite short and probably just a trio of haikus because we're still learning that language here. Also if anyone ever has any poetry they'd hella love to share, go ahead and post it yap! So that's it, now time for everyone to ignore this thread, because what else would happen, right? Ah well, have a good day regardless. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Radio Hiss January 12, 2017 Share January 12, 2017 Hmm. Do you think you could write a poem about my tulpa, Apollo/Paul? He's the opposite of me. He's the sun that breaks past the rainclouds and lights up my life and all that. He's fiery (he has wings made of fire) and bright and brimming with positivity and I love him a lot :) My life is really dark, and he is light. I have been spending my days searching for his voice and presence so that one day he can bring so much joy and happiness. Here are a couple of songs that represent him: 2 Could you write it in first person, as if it's me talking about him? I'd like it to rhyme if you can do that. 💡 The Felights 💡 https://felight.carrd.co/ 💡 🪐 Cosmicals: 🔥 Apollo Fire the Sun God (12/3/16), ⭐ Piano Soul the Star Man (1/26/17) 🐉 Mythicals: ☁️ Indigo Blue the Sky Dragon (10/2/17), 🦑 Gelato Sweet the Sea Monster (12/11/22) 🦇 Nycticals: ⚡ Dynamo Lux the Shock Rocker (3/3/17), 🎸 Radio Hiss the Song Demon (2/8/00) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bosun January 12, 2017 Author Share January 12, 2017 For Apollo, com'd by Beatles. Only hope that it could half match his spirit. Such people are wonderful. How could I see so far through this garden’s stains, Writhing with umbrage beneath this driving rain? When without such a glorious soul in me, And only true a man such as him could be. In every bolt of blue across the heavens, As red a scar quickly calls my eyes summons, And in the blink between such depressing views, I strain to convince that I have have seen you. Sans-toi, I bring myself back to long-agos, When long ago seemed to be so very close, And one day I brought you into my garden, But now it seems to rain just when you are gone. Humming of the sun in your throat when nearby, Make the clouds feel to part into a clear sky, Growing the fruit that I could never find, In this mixed place which used to be only mine. Can I hear you? Can I hear you now? What will you do? What will you do now? Which will you redress for me? Be, you will, so what will you be now? He who thinks so graciously will be loved true, So unique and around whom the worlds will run, So say what I can do to convey to you, That you will be my happiness and my sun. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Radio Hiss January 12, 2017 Share January 12, 2017 Thank you so much! This is wonderland, and was fast! Last time I tried to write a rhyming poem it took me a long time to finish it, lol. But this is great, and I hope Paul likes it as much as I do! ^-^ And I do! *hugs Bosun* 💡 The Felights 💡 https://felight.carrd.co/ 💡 🪐 Cosmicals: 🔥 Apollo Fire the Sun God (12/3/16), ⭐ Piano Soul the Star Man (1/26/17) 🐉 Mythicals: ☁️ Indigo Blue the Sky Dragon (10/2/17), 🦑 Gelato Sweet the Sea Monster (12/11/22) 🦇 Nycticals: ⚡ Dynamo Lux the Shock Rocker (3/3/17), 🎸 Radio Hiss the Song Demon (2/8/00) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Two-tailed-tulpa January 12, 2017 Share January 12, 2017 Kyle has an idea, but with how tired he is I may as well explain it. A poem about someone that is broken, to where they debate life itself. Enough to where they believe life is pointless, and almost go to die, but something keeps them from doing it. How it ends is all up to you. Hi, I am Sam. LostOne's (Or Kelly's) tulpa, first one, started back March 16th of 2016. - https://community.tulpa.info/user-lostone Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Radio Hiss January 12, 2017 Share January 12, 2017 S: Kyle has an idea, but with how tired he is I may as well explain it. A poem about someone that is broken, to where they debate life itself. Enough to where they believe life is pointless, and almost go to die, but something keeps them from doing it. How it ends is all up to you. So basically about me? XP 💡 The Felights 💡 https://felight.carrd.co/ 💡 🪐 Cosmicals: 🔥 Apollo Fire the Sun God (12/3/16), ⭐ Piano Soul the Star Man (1/26/17) 🐉 Mythicals: ☁️ Indigo Blue the Sky Dragon (10/2/17), 🦑 Gelato Sweet the Sea Monster (12/11/22) 🦇 Nycticals: ⚡ Dynamo Lux the Shock Rocker (3/3/17), 🎸 Radio Hiss the Song Demon (2/8/00) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fairweather January 12, 2017 Share January 12, 2017 K: Well, I was aiming more to me, but I mean... Spoiler Members: Gemini, Raven, Jenna, Hope (Part-Time) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bosun January 13, 2017 Author Share January 13, 2017 For LostOne, com'd by themself. I'm hella sorry you felt this way, but we can relate, both the community and us personally. Stay well. Broken is a strong word… It is not quite like his poi, Which simply could not be fixed, This which is within him is… Cracked… cracked… but more than a toy, But mendable, so he said, With details so great to miss, When I still called him герой, When he still walked above land, Before succumb to sadness. So where do I be current, Looking for a reunion, I walk undocumented, Perhaps in view ever bent, This park looks on the ocean, A rusted being to end, It is fast to mount concrete, Fortnight since new he began, And there I can hold his hand. Days later the reason still stands, Months later was slightly ill, Years later she had her own, A litter with paws for hands, And pelts to ward off the chill, Very young but soon to grow, Then we ran across the sands, To a tree atop a hill, But now, unlike him, I know, I could not be without. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fairweather January 13, 2017 Share January 13, 2017 K: Nice work on this one. And don't worry too much, I will be fine. Always have so far. Spoiler Members: Gemini, Raven, Jenna, Hope (Part-Time) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bosun January 14, 2017 Author Share January 14, 2017 A poem I wrote a while back about a statue. I think it has an alternate meaning that appeals to us kin, com'd by me for me by me. Red and full bodied Orange facial markings Dire wolf of old With eyes of gold, Though statuesque And soft white underbelly To me he lives And acts and breathes, His life is mine And he is us Knowing what I see Becoming part of me, His favorite toy Much like a kitten Is a ball of yarn Toyed between his arms, When dusk falls And night, I let Him rest his head At the foot of my bed, Hates to be woken Early and thus Without molest Until breakfast, He likes foggy days Soft carpets and Listening to rain And my complaints, Remember by ornate My defender When far from home Asked if I am alone. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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