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write two stanzas to the tune of a previously shitty poem:

in the event of
something
worthwhile:

what a fine and
deadly
game it is!

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connect the last line of your last poem to an image. "I was [last line] but am now [image]." For bonus points, try a rondeau. Which I did exceptit'snotinmeterlol.

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I was alive, but now I dream—
my night sky lit with cerulean,
casting passive glow on land
unfamiliar yet grand
while its lakes teem

with fish’s gleam
under deep water’s seam
where Luna stretched her hand
to touch a distant world

and on dull scales leave
a mark of moonbeam
a temporary brand
reflected on the sand
all things as I seem
here in this waterworld.

haha, the first one is ttly based off of a dream i had that was so extremely blatantly metaphorisoijdfdskfjl i just made fun of my subconscious for days. the second one is a ballad [read:bluh] detailing what's happening in a picture and it needs better lines and about two moar stanzas. Alsoneedtofigureoutwhattenseiwantahaha.


Hello,
it’s been a good while
since I skipped that ride
(to stargaze, ha!)
and you know
the view is still better
here.

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At twilight when the sun’s just set,
fatigue not yet within,
a day fairy and night owl meet
to weigh the better kin.

“I eat sunbeams in acorn bowls,
“I prank beast, fish, and fowl,
“I plant seeds where the ground’s without,”
says the fairy to the owl.

“I flap my wings without the flap,
“I live in high eyrie,
“I maintain the meadow’s food chain,”
says the owl to the fairy.

And so it went beneath the dusk,
until, hearing the fuss,
the lace and feather wings were chomped
by a clandestine puss.

This is a cinquain inspired by these two images: 1 2

good dream
home-brewed flavor
poured generously as
the comforting aqua vitae
of minds