#poetic moment

[figurationoftheinvisible]

Andrée Chedid

#poetry #andrée chedid #poetic moment #poesía

[originalbydondria]

I'd like the time and the privilege

To lay down and cry

To let the room fill up

To fully drown like the heaviness

Of my chest

Suggests

I already am

I would love to have a moment

To be weak

To let go

And wouldn't need it

If I could just be

And get a little respect

And a little less on the end of expect

And be accepted

I would really appreciate some care

I don't have to do

All by myself

Because my arms are tired

The hands too heavy to lift

As I have been drained for 160 hours this month

And will lose again the next

God willing

Even though they aren't willing

To see me thrive

As long as the body is alive

And responding as needed

I would love to lay down

And just let go

For swing lo sweet chariot

To carry me anywhere

That really feels like home

D. Ondria

12222022

#ecosystem of creatives #african american writers #blackgirlmagic #african american authors #originalbydondria #black creatives #black women writers #black writers #creative writing #original by d ondria #poetry by d ondria #poetic moment #african american poetry #african american poets #black poetry

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 187

Clockwork would openly admit that he couldn’t see Danny’s timelines. Not since the moment he stepped into that portal and became something more. A child of Infinity, of the very Realms itself. 

But he’ll also admit that it always meant that the child surprised him all the time. This just happened to be a startling surprise, and an admittedly amusing one, even if Danny was openly complaining about the situation. 

“It’s not fair! You have to be able to fix this, right? Right?!” the ghostling, quite literally now, practically yanked at his cloak. “Clockwork, I was going to graduate, I can’t be two! Please, you’re the master of Time, you can fix this right!?” 

No, no he could not, seeing as young Daniel was in fact, immune to timeline machinations, doubly so for his own. To the ghostling’s open distress, which he did his best to soothe. What he could do instead, was stop time in his home dimension, and instead let him age back up again. 

Which the young halfa wasn’t happy about, but it was the best thing they had, so Clockwork supposed he had a ghostling now. A tiny adorable ghostling who kept pouting each time his much younger body had any sort of effect on his behavior. 

He’d never exactly had a ghostling before, nevermind one who was part human, but he would admit he honestly was enjoying it. Most time was spent alone, something he hadn’t realized until Danny ended up crashing into his unlife. 

Honestly he would openly admit that he absolutely adored his little ghostling. Who was now around four, at least physically, and had gotten into the adorable habit of curling up in the pendulum in his chest. Which was honestly the safest spot in Long Now, he’d admit. 

The singular issue however, with this habit, was that when someone attempted to summon him, they got his ghostling as well. And well, normally he could very much control himself for these summonings that happened every few hundred or so years, but well. There was a reason why even the Observants had stopped popping in the moment they realized he had a ghostling. 

Nesting ghosts do not mess around should they feel one is messing with their very vulnerable child, and really it’s not his fault the mortal cultists woke up and startled Danny. Perhaps deleting them from the timeline was a bit too far, if the other mortals rapid paling was to go by, but oh well. 

#Prompts #Dcxdp #Dpxdc #Danny is so embarrassed the first time he accidentally calls Clockwork father #Clockwork on the other hand was utterly delighted and treasures that moment forever #Space core Danny #I just think it’s poetic of him being Space and CW being Time #JL & JL Dark arriving just in time to see idiots summon the “Realm Regent” are freaking out #Danny was Napping and isn’t pleased to be woken up #But then his toddler-influenced brain notices Bright Colors and also sees STARS out the window and gets excited #Yes a few Observants got killed by a very unhappy Clockwork who might have unchained himself since he now has something besides himself #Yes Danny is technically 17 and 4 and hundreds of years old all at once #But Mr Time-shifting form CW does not mind nor care lol #No Danny is not ghost king #Nor will he ever be ghost king #CW is regent because his husband (they never finished that divorce) is in a sarcophagus of sleep rn

[ghouljams]

Ghost distribution system giving me a big military man to feed and keep warm.. I would be making him a spot on the couch in my living room immediately

He has his own little spot in your house, somewhere that feels warmer than his house ever could. Your couch has blankets, has wear on the cushions, has pillows that squish when he leans against them, and he has a place there. There's room for him in your warmth, under the umbrella of your care, room you made for him. Even when he's forced himself into your outstretched fingers, you've held tightly to him. It's like you want to feed him, like you enjoy his company.

But that can't be right.

You should know better than to take in strays, should cower in fear of him. Can't you see the points of his teeth? The scars? Don't you see the blood soaked into his fingers? Your kindness is so foreign to him, and yet Ghost can't get enough of it. He sits on your couch and takes the offered meal, shifts his shoulders when you lean against his side. He feels stiff, feels you cuddle against his side like a spooked horse. You don't look at him, not the way other people do: don't try to peak under his mask, don't try to count his scars or the medals that always seem to weigh heavy on his chest. You meet his eyes with a smile, and Ghost thinks of the way your teeth would sink into his throat, the way you could rip into him. It would be painless compared to the soft brush of your fingers against his when you take his plate.

Don't you know? Don't you suspect? The monster you've let into your home, the one that holds its arms outstretched when you come back to the couch and begs for your touch, is the same as the wolves that fight over corpses, that starve in the cold wild, that pant at the edge of man's fire begging for domestication. Can't you hear him howling?

#the ghost distribution system #cod x reader #x reader #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #ghost mw2 #simon riley cod #ghost call of duty #simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #ghost cod #I would like to thank all of you for letting me have a little poetic moment with this #idk if it's an au or just me being insane for Ghost #but I need him like the earth needs the moon

[saltpepperbeard]

“Our Blackbeard is a legend, a lover, a fighter, a tactical genius, a poetic soul, and quite possibly insane.”

#OFMD #Our Flag Means Death #OFMD Season 2 #OFMD S2 Trailer #Epilepsy Warning #cw flashing gifs #Edward Teach #Taika Waititi #ofmdblog #ofmdsource #ofmdedit #ofmddaily #ofmd gifs #Edit #Really wanted to gif these Theatrical Storm Moments side by side #AND REALLY HAD TO MAKE THEM BORPLE #BECAUSE OF COURSE #SO SO READY TO SEE HIM AGAIN #SO SO READY TO HAVE OUR LEGEND LOVER FIGHTER GENIUS POETIC SOUL INSANE LITTLE GUY BACK #...In two weeks lmao HOLY moly #It genuinely is two weeks officially isn't #THAT IS B O N K E R S ACTUALLY

[c-hrona]

Pietà

#trigun #trigun maximum #trigun manga #trigun spoilers #vash the stampede #nicholas d. wolfwood #vashwood #spoilers #Did it some time ago while reading trimax and didn't post it because I'm an idiot and forgot about it???? #sooooo i'm posting it now because i miss stampede saturdays already MY GOD #anyway i had to cope with Wolfwood death in some ways since it ripped my fucking heart in the most cruel way #jesus... the way he screams and cries because HE'S HOME and then he dies with a gentle smile on his face #the way vash seems to mourn in silence and mantaining his composure #only to discover later that he actually had shortened his lifespan in a moment of pure grief and rage against knives arc #fucking poetic #i hate them so much i wish they had more time i wish they were happy they fucking deserved it fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck #anyway iconographic religion imagery be upon ye i guess #oooooh there are so many christian paintings and sculptures to homosexualize :3c #chronart

[bidisasterevankinard]

I find it so fascinating that canonically both Eddie and Buck can't remember how the other one put his life on the line to save his partner. Eddie never saw Buck crawl under engine for him under bullets, Buck never saw how Eddie was without his rope on the ladder putting him down. They never heard how other one screamed their name in agony. And they never talked about it properly. And I'm 100% sure both try to convince themself as it wasn't then dying it not their trauma

#something really poetic how they can't properly remember moment they physically were dying #but remember every second of the moment the other one was dying in front of them #cause their hearts and souls were dying #buddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #evan buck buckley #911 #911 abc #diana talks about 911

[canisalbus]

My brain woke me up with the French words “Tant voulut-il être un homme du monde, qu’il oublia avoir été le monde pour un homme” (so strongly did he want to be a man of the world, that he forgot he was the world to one man).

And I told myself, well, that reminds me of someone.

.

#oh dang that's poetic #thank you for taking the time to let me know! #answered #erkhyan #Vasco #Machete #putting the phone down and staring into nothingness for a moment #gift art #in a way

[psalmsofpsychosis]

of you; of me

// Chapter 20 of Lacan's Seminar XI // Batman: The Killing Joke // Euripides, Alkestis, tr. by Anne Carson // i love you, it looks like rain — June Gehringer // Batman: Europa // The Nation's Saddest Love Poems — Sam J. Grudgings // Batman #67: Knightmares // Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a letter to Arthur Davison Ficke written c. October 1945 // The Dark Knight Returns // Hesitation Outside the Door — Margaret Atwood // Batman #144 // Snow and Dirty Rain — Richard Siken // Batman: Cacophony #3 // quote by Etel Adnan // Batman/Catwoman #3 // unknown source. //

#in which i was possessed by Georges Bataille for a whole ordinary Thursday to wax poetics about the correlations between eroticism and death #but also damn! this one was hard #this whole thing was 0.003 seconds from becoming very tragic at any given moment; but i stayed silly :3 #Batjokes #Batjokes web weaving #Batman #web weaving #web weave #Batman compilation #Batjokes compilation

[spaceyaceface]

Sebastian loves like a wildfire.

It only takes a spark, and he's ignited---hungry and desperate, unwavering and uncontrollable. He doesn't care what crosses his path as he loves; he will destroy it. Approaching his flames is a risk, one that is all too worth the burns. It takes fuel to love so recklessly, and you and him will give and give and give until there is nothing left to consume.

Ominis loves like a river.

What starts as a gentle trickle turns into an unstoppable current. The flow, steady and consistent, is his quiet strength. There are times of near stillness, those moments when all seems settled, but the rapids are always waiting around the bend. He is a force---one that takes time, but will cut down mountains.

#don't mind me waxing poetic about them #my boys #ominis gaunt #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt x reader #sebastian sallow x reader #hogwarts legacy #there isn't a moment I'm not thinking about them #sebastian sallow headcannon #ominis gaunt headcannon

[cinnamontoastcrunch-15]

Today’s @wolfstarmicrofic prompt is father!

(112 words.)

“Remus, lovely, you’re panicking.” Lily said gently, an amused smile playing on her face as she folded herself onto Remus’ bed.

“Of course I’m bloody panicking! A letter? Who tells someone that they love them in a letter?!”

“Sirius, apparently.” She answered, watching Remus cover his face with his hands and groan. “You have to write something back, you-“

“Hey, you two.” Remus’ father’s voice rang out from the doorway, forcing Remus to sit up, Lily turning to face him. “Door open, please.” He watched them carefully, before moving away. Remus glanced at Lily, before promptly breaking down in laughter, dropping his head onto her shoulder as she laughed along with him.

#I love them sm #something lighter and easy #because my motivation is finally coming back #slowly but surely #and I don’t want to scare it away with anything big #so have a microfic about my face friendship trying to navigate wolfstar!! #I just know that letter was the most cringey poetic shit on the face of the planet #and Remus ate it up in between his gay panic moments #wolfstar #sirius black #wolfstar oneshot #marauders #remus lupin #remus x sirius #young marauders #moony x padfoot #atyd marauders #marauders oneshot

[lonesomedreamer]

Can you imagine what MY FATHER would say...if I were to give up command of this vessel, jeopardize hundreds of lives, risk interplanetary war, all for the life of one person? ◭ My logic is uncertain where MY SON is concerned.

#spock #sarek #star trek #Leonard Nimoy #mark lenard #the search for spock #star trek iii #star trek iii: the search for spock #vulcan #trekedit #startrekdaily #scifiedit #filmgifs #filmedit #spockedit #trekdaily #I was saving screenshots and realized that this moment is POETIC CINEMA #the 'IT'S ART!' meme but for real #take a shot every time sarek calls spock 'my son' (which is only twice. but wah.) #boldly go #I do love that Sarek is total Drama King about it. like 'oh it's my big reveal!' #whereas Spock (who is himself a sassy drama king in all other situations ofc) is just like '...huh. friends?' #being split in two halves is no theory with me

[originalbydondria]

Standing on the edge.

The wind is circling;

Trying to decide:

Save,

Fly,

Or Die.

D. Ondria

12202022

#ecosystem of creatives #african american writers #blackgirlmagic #african american authors #originalbydondria #black creatives #black women writers #black writers #creative writing #original by d ondria #poetry by d ondria #poetic moment #african american poetry #african american poets #black poetry #poetry

[lobotomyladylives]

I knew op was not an actual gay man the second I read the word faggot and lo & behold I was correct

#woman moment #this is the only context i ever use that phrase in bc whats more appropriate. #anyways op felt the need to make a whole post waxing poetic about the very subversive underground act of friend fucking #babe i hate to tell u this since u think its so kweer & radical apparently but. its normal. the term fwb exists for a reason #LX3 op

[kandavers]

If you could give a stranger one bit of life advice, what would it be?

Strive to be the person that You, as a child, would Feel safe Around.

Your younger self wouldn’t care if you’re a Doctor, or Engineer, or anything like that. All they care about is whether you’re still the Kind, Fun, Loving You that they always recognized you to be. So stop for a moment and consider that. And be Kinder to yourself. Say nice things about yourself. Treat yourself to that thing you’ve always wanted. Love everyone. And take Good Care of the People dear to you.

I promise that if The Child that You once were Saw You then, They would be Just a Little Braver about Growing Up :)

#kanrambles #ask #poetic time #i hope this inspires you to keep going #i know its hard #believe me ive been there #but take a moment to look back #Would tiny me love who i am now? #I hope the answer is yes #I’m proud of you #for making it this far #And i’m proud of you #For being you #^^ #positivity

[zabiume]

I get sad thinking about how during ichigo and grimmjows fight in hm. Particularly the moment when he see sees orihime's terrified reaction to his mask. I think he considered her previous trauma with acid wire ofc, but how must he have felt when orihime looked at him like that? She was the girl who managed to make friends with everyone and empathized so deeply with even her enemies, let alone her closer friends. And she was looking at him, completely frozen with fear, and he hated being the source of it. It just makes my feelers hurt so bad for some reason :(

i think the great thing about this fight is that it lets you empathize with both ichigo and orihime without diminishing either of their feelings, which is just. good writing. i'd go so far as to say this fight is also superb because of how it manages to address many overarching themes at once: a) ichigo's human-hollow struggle that keeps rearing its head every now and then b) orihime's complicated relationship with violence c) grimmjow's twisted desire to feel validated by ichigo, who he sees as his own mirror d) ichigo & orihime's long-term struggle to cross the chasm that separates them and meet in the middle.

a lot of people focus on orihime's fear here, but the truth is, ichigo himself was afraid of his hollow and was NOT confident about his ability to control it. when he tells orihime not to be afraid without his mask on, he looks at her and smiles. with the mask, he doesn't even make eye contact. when he accidentally does make eye contact later on in the fight, it crushes him, and the beauty of this fight is that it's all carried out through body language. his heart sinks, and so does yours, if you're invested in the fight. ichigo's entire arc so far has been about mastering this side of himself that he's desperately afraid of losing to, and now the person he's protecting is afraid of him, too. he begins doubting himself: what if grimmjow is right? what if he really did just come here to fight?

if you look at orihime's side of things, she's not wrong either. orihime's entire arc was about self-doubt at this time. she was never really sure of her worth to others, so how could she be sure that ichigo, who's reiatsu is rougher and darker than usual (just like her dead brother) was fighting for her? she does eventually realize her effect on him with a little help from nel. but in the end, nel's testimony doesn't matter much either because orihime realizes she would love ichigo even if he wasn't fighting for her. she just doesn't want him to get hurt.

lucky for us, grimmjow isn't right and it's obvious that ichigo did indeed come to fight him—if only to protect everyone and take orihime back home. fighting is ichigo's means to an end. his reaction to orihime is our indicator of that. the great thing about this fight is what it tells us—that if ichigo was this affected by orihime's face, then it means he truly didn't come here just to fight. that nel's cheers did nothing to grab ichigo's attention, but orihime's first broken whisper did. that having orihime nearby reminds him of what he's fighting for, which is something that literally saves his human life when he's in vasto lorde form. he left his heart with her, just as she did with him before she left. if we began this journey with rangiku saying ichigo needs orihime, this arc shows us how. this fight shows us how. yes, orihime's fear caused him some pain, but none of us can deny how cocky he got when she cheered for him, either, so it goes both ways :D

#i loved this volume very much & now that we have lust & horn of salvation their arc is complete :)))) #each ichihime moment has got to be seen as a conversation with other ichihime moments #and that's when you realize how nicely their romantic subplot has been fleshed out over arcs #personal biases aside i dont really understand calling IH rushed when they're the one part of the story that WASN'T rushed #every arc gave them a new status quo to navigate and among all the canon married couples #they're the one we spent the longest time with - even compared to ren&rukia #like sorry for waxing poetic about it i'm sure everyone feels this way about their favorite ships but i loooove IH <3 they're so good #asks #ichihime