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memaidraws · 7 months
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Commission for Jax
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carbombrenee · 2 months
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Baked in the Bones
Can you make that bread,
the kind with the olives in it,
he asks me in the morning
and I acquiesce with a grunt
meaning “yes,
well, maybe,”
but we both know I’ll do it,
the love of the dough well baked into my bones
in the great oven of migration,
generations of hands feeding generations of children.
There are no children here,
that well run dry,
but we both still hunger for the comfort
of a home cooked meal
and stories about the dead we’ll never meet.
Hungry to pass them to someone else,
to hear old names spoken aloud another time.
Can you put the rosemary in it too,
you ask,
along with the olives
that is, if you don’t think it’ll be weird,
and I assure you it isn’t,
that I’ll rub those silvery leaves between my fingers
to remember its scent,
sharp like summer,
astringent in the sun
like the pine woods of home.
I put on an apron and flour my hands,
grumbling into the dough,
kneading back through the years,
the planks of the floor hard under my feet
like they were under the feet of my mother,
like under the feet of her mother,
and all the mothers that went before the last
down to that first one,
hundreds of us
all making bread together,
women strong of hand,
women strong in bone.
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whiterosebrian · 1 year
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Voices on the Smoky Mountains
I thought of trying internal rhyme across adjacent lines as well as trying syllabic verse again.  The impetus for this particular exercise was the news of Republican politicians in Tennessee expelling Justin Jones and Justin Pearson for so-called insurrection.  I’ve visited the Smokies before.  My parents and I still plan on travelling there again in the fall, and I hope for another meaningful spiritual encounter, but it really does seem that Christian-nationalist authoritarianism has spoiled the land.  I must confess that many of the lines seem long-winded, but perhaps that does sometimes happen with slightly lengthened lines trying to say a lot.  I also must confess to making multiple edits during the last phase of revision before posting, but that’s surely a good thing.
See the trees on the slopes of the hills on the
Great Smoky Mountains, changing from green to gold
To bare and back, and see the beasts and birds,
From elk to bobcat to woodpecker to owl.
See how free and diverse and spontaneous
They are when making a soundscape in concert.
Maybe elves and gnomes really did move there to
Share a home with Tlanuawa, great mythic hawks.
So why, then, do fair-skinned hands muzzle Black mouths?
Surely Black voices offer meaningful words.
Did Rabbi Jesus of Nazareth, whose name
Is spoken out loud, force people to comply
And install him as absolute Emperor?
Pointed white hoods put down roots among the hills.
An emptied white culture defaced the mountains.
Elves, Gnomes, and Tlanuwa would see a disgrace.
For the sake of the diverse voices on the
Great Smoky Mountains, we need to make hard choices
To extinguish still-burning crosses and build
A freer nation as the Great Spirit wills.
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mattyfrankmusic · 1 year
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my bf and I are working on a cover of Jupiter by Kelela and he said I should write an original verse and this is how it’s going !!!
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The Rhyming Machine Becomes Self-Aware
I know my verse is superficial; I write with speed that’s prejudicial To any depth or sense of art And rarely touch the mind or heart. It may be funny here and there But nothing that requires care Or exploration of the soul Or diligence of craft; I scroll The dash until I find a phrase To versify in witty ways. Because it’s such an easy feat I tend to do it on repeat And never really go beyond These little tricks of which I’m fond: Arranging words with quick facility And that’s it really. My ability Has nothing special or mysterious In fact I’m scared of writing serious Verse in case my efforts pall And show I’ve no real skill at all.
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f-oc-imagines · 2 years
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Attempting Stylization...
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It sure is styling! :D
Might go back to drawing fingers though.
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adult’s playground
Are you ready to inhabit your new grown-up sensuality? Old enough since your body’s grown enough to embrace this new-fangled sexuality. Yet young enough and wide-eyed to be desired for your purity all the naiveté blinds the fact that this lesson is cursory. One day you’ll wake up to find that the good strangers desire you in their minds and your innocence and youthful smile does not turn them kind. Body hair stripped, untouched and undone this carousel ride around the world of grown-up dealings isn’t any fun. They know that you’re young and they like the way that sounds welcome to the adult’s playground.
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soul-mate-less · 4 months
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Open Starter
Original Verse
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“Can I ask you something? Promise you won’t laugh?”
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shivasdarknight · 8 months
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I never uploaded these concept doodles I did of ocs of mine. I'm sure some of them are obvious as to what barcodes I scrubbed off for them, but regardless we got some non-fandom characters that I'm still really endeared to - you'll see them crop up in my animations a lot! And the animations are why these sketches exist so I had a decent enough reference for drawing? Decent. Not perfect since my first Celes one was way off model, but regardless
(under the cut because theres a Lot)
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Diana Wrenreth (she/her) - she's been one of my oldest ocs and one I've had for a long while now. She and her twin, Hestia, are mixed kids - with Diana taking after their Moirai father, and Hestia taking after their Dulla mother. So, half elves to a degree but also not. Their father came from one of the few draconic Moirai lines left so Diana's a bit of a raptor/wyvern, but has that Dulla knack for wrangling and befriending fiends and as such is a horse girl but...yeah the horse is a six legged carnivorous hellhorse. She's like...I think 5'6", mostly uses darkness and ice, is bisexual, and has two girlfriends - Andrea, and Anastasia
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Hestia Wrenreth (she/her) - Diana's twin sister (so also 5'6") who leans more Dulla than Moirai. She's a lesbian who's a bit haughty, but I don't really do much with her than have her stand in contrast to Diana. Mostly because Diana gets into trouble a lot while Hestia tries to keep her head down. Like the name implies, she's fire aspected and whatnot, and she has a girlfriend in this oc of mine named Rose (shut up), but otherwise just keeps her head down.
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Andrea Hunt (she/her) - so this is my huge werewolf butch. Her family is the head of her hometown and they want her to follow suit, but she really doesn't vibe with that. So she's constantly skipping town to hang out with her girlfriends. Really obnoxious jock type, 6'3" or so, and a lot of fun. Like I said, butch lesbian and her girlfriends are Diana and Anastasia
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Anastasia Spiros (she/her) - it's gonna be really obvious what she used to be in a second, but Anastasia is another mixed kid. She's a 6'1" Moirai and Einhenjar, but was raised by her Einhen father since her Moirai mother (one from an equine line) abandoned her. Her dad did what he could, but she was self raised and self taught for most of her life regardless. Still loves her dads (yes, dads! he now has a half-elf botanist husband), but she'd rather focus on herself since it's all she's done. Due to her mother being an equine Moirai, Ana inherited those traits but...She got stuck with warped, permanent horse hoof legs. Her wings are retractable, but the hooves are permanent (okay yeah she used to be an aasimar/tiefling). She's a femme lesbian and is with Andrea and Diana
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Rhombi Nerodi (he/him exclus) - another mixed kid, this time an Einhenjar and a Changling. Rhombi's got a very devil may care attitude and kinda lives each day like it's his last. Einhenjar don't really take too well other Einhenjar they can't control - be them banished, or mixed kids like Rhombi and Anastasia - so they often don't let them stay unaffiliated with the Barracks for very long and this ends up with them hunting Einhen rogues down. It's in part to keep their actual nature in check since they project a noble Men Only thing, but they're really these fucked up eldritch monstrosities - and Rhombi? With his mother being a Changling? Yeah, his form is very fluid and he likes to reflect that when possible. Beyond, he's also living proof that Einhenjar aren't all cis men only (with daughters tending to be near 100% like the moms, a direct opposite to Valkyrie): Rhombi's a trans man. So him being a Changling's kid wound up being the biggest boon to him. He's bisexual and polyamorous, and in an open relationship with his loving girlfriend, Celes.
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Celestrias Stratos (she/her) - Celes is fun, I love her. She's 5'8", a Moirai from a sea snake line, and a roboticist and makes her own prosthetics. Unlike the rest of the cast, she's not from the main area (Daedrus), and instead from a really different content called Essios. All Moirai that live there are of aquatic or avian lines, like Celes' sea snake line, and they coexist with peoples not seen in Daedrus like various centaurs or true elves (elfin rather than elven - the elfin are split into two groups and both are winged, while the elven were originally called Seelie and are split into two groups with four subgroups in each). This content also doesn't ban technology the way Daedrus does, which is why Celes is Like This. She got quickly adopted into the main group, and wound up dating Rhombi. She's a demi-bisexual in an open relationship with her boyfriend, and yes it is something they both use
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Pricus Marinus (he/they) - 6'1" quiet guy. He's a Dulla from where Diana and Hestia grew up and is very good friends with them and Rhombi, the latter of whom he does a lot of work with. Don't let the soft boi stuff fool you, this guy is built underneath the heavy clothes. He's a farmboy who's good with both animals and fiends and just way prefers to be by himself? Nerd, soft spoken, yet can and will kick your ass if it comes down to it. I haven't really figured out much for him besides being just the Quiet One of the group, but I do know that he's bisexual because that's mandatory
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Neilos Metaxas (he/him) - okay so this douche. 6'3", I'm not sure how I'm gonna do his color scheme but it needs to scream douchebag and sleezy but uh. Yeah he's another Moirai from Essios, but he's not apart of the group. He's specifically over here trying to track down Celes because he's got this warped idea of their relationship because he's a roboticist who sees himself as her one and only rival where as she doesn't even give him the time of day? The bracers are docking stations for drone stuff he uses. As far as Moirai go, he's not a recognizable animal from irl because he's technically descended from a snake line but it somewhere got mixed with some centaurs and so now he's just this. Big scaly "centaur" that has the general shape of one, but has a stupid long snake tail, a snake head and hood and it's just fucking weird looking. But also he's 9ft tall like that. Anyways, he thinks he's straight because of the Celes stuff but he's confusing envy for attraction and this bitch is gay. And an antag.
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Avalon Tellus (she/her exclus) - this is another old ass oc that's gone through a lot of revisions. Avalon is a Moirai and a bounty hunter that specializes in taking down dragons. As far as marks go, dragons are...well they're tricky because first you gotta find the human form they hide in and then contend with their big ass dragon form. Avalon is one of the few that intentionally tries to keep them alive, so she usually gets hired by people trying to track down family that are being difficult. And that's how she met her current boyfriend, Akuma - she kicked his ass because his cousin wanted some sense beat into him, then the cousin changed the terms of the contract from "bring him back" to "no, you gotta guard him now". Part of what makes Avalon a pretty adept one is the fact that she's from a draconic line of Moirai, so she often leads like she's not but it ends up in a fight between two very large dragons (though since she's a Moirai, she doesn't look like any of the dragons that can be found in Daedrus). Because of Akuma being their godfather, she helped raise Diana and Hestia (and their brother, Marcus) when their parents were killed. More so the twins, but regardless she's been more of a parental figure to them than their own parents got to be. She's a bisexual trans woman, and like I said her boyfriend is a really obnoxious dragon named Akuma and they're assholes and stuck with each other now .w.
i need to get more profiles done lmfao
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memaidraws · 8 months
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Commissions for Shade <3
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aesthetic-uni · 9 months
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Miles “Who’s Morales” vs Gwen “Gwwwwanda” vs Pavtir “You seem like a nice young woman I do not know” FIGHT
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whiterosebrian · 1 year
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Ancestors
I’ve started a sub-series of personal journals dedicated to learning about poetry.  I wanted to fill last few pages of the first sketchbook.  Hallowe’en came up and I’ve contemplated serious work with ancestral spirits, so I thought of writing an exercise involving ancestral spirits.  I even decided to attempt inventing a custom form, or nonce form, mainly with variations in accentual meter and a refrain.  On the same day that I completed a draft, I read it when meeting with the discussion group at a metaphysical store—I may have temporarily derailed the planned discussion, though everyone did show appreciation.  I went ahead and retyped and posted this on the same evening after going home. 
Along a region of forests and mountains,
People came together to form
A lineage that crossed an ocean for good and ill.
What is buried within my bloodline
Cannot be all glorious.
Do the dead dwell among us unseen?
Dare I reach to the dead across the screen?
What is my duty here and now?
Whatever their errors and failures may be,
I may need to work to correct those.
My ancestors remain within my bloodline.
Do they still feel?
Do the dead dwell among us unseen?
Dare I reach to the dead across the screen?
The veil erodes on darkest nights,
When the bats hunt and the moon glares.
Do chills come from the weather or something else?
Those voices cannot be
Simple owls or cars or gusts.
Do the dead dwell among us unseen?
Dare I reach to the dead across the screen?
Does someone need to call
Their ghosts to counsel, comfort,
Nourish, nurse, revive, and liberate them?
Must I be the one?
Do I sound stupid?
Do the dead dwell among us unseen?
Dare I reach to the dead across the screen?
Do dead forebears
Cry out to me
To answer lingering prayers
For healing, freedom, and peace?
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morningsaidthemoon · 10 months
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i did mean immediately
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dnncats · 2 months
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hallelujah lock and load
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stuffromymind · 8 months
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I Tend To Like It When I Forget It's Mine
I was just adding a verse to my 200 page "Words" collection
and stumbled upon this.
I have no recollection of writing it.
Zero.
So it kinda isn't "mine". But when that happens, and I think:
"That's damn good..." (subjective and something I never do when I evaluate what I know as my creations), I wonder if maybe it is?
I dig this. lmao
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argo-nautical · 10 months
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everyone and their mothers are posting spidersona stuff rn so I thought I’d share my doodle I made after the first spiderverse movie
I’m a huge spiderman nerd, I have a lot of the comics and was super excited to see Hobie Brown and Ben Reilly (rip Otto, I was really hoping to see him 😭)
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