"Welcome to the gang" - Commission
I think this is one the most adorable and wholesome pieces I've ever done, I enjoyed it so much aaaaa!!
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*clears throat* ahem!
La-HEEEEEEEEEEE-
Keep an eye out for more on this piece! This is just the first version I've made, I intend to make another version for a different purpose...!
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Snowfall
My own slant of winter light - "Snowfall" ...saying names aloud of those not seen for too many years..." #poem
Late snow on branches, cold bright sun,
saying names aloud of those not seen
for too many years, so loudly that
some snow slides off the evergreen needles,
melting into the Earth and into memory.
The photo I use here reminds me of the first two lines of Emily Dickinson’s poem.
There’s a certain Slant of light,
Winter Afternoons —
That oppresses,
like the Heft
Of Cathedral Tunes
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Happy Year of The Dragon!
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Fishing in FFXIV is its own adventure. Especially the Greater Serpent of Ronka. Man... that triple-mooch 5 minute window is brutal. Glad I brought the Great Serpent of Ronka with me for emotional support.
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It wouldn't give us any closure
All cowboys need to trust
That this town might be big enough
For both of us
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEAAAAAAAAEEAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
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Serpent of Ronka
Punch or Hug: The Great Serpent of Ronka
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Tässä siis erinäisiä sanoja, joita voidaan käyttää englannin sanojen stuff ja junk käännöksinä. Jos haluat niin kerro vaikka tägeissä, mitä sanaa käytät ja mistä päin olet kotoisin.
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The Winter of My Content
"The Winter of My Content"
this mild winter, equinox a line away
on the wall calendar, hurrying snow flurries
that will not stay, friends and family
home safe and healthy on this day,
content in this moment, hopeful future moments.
My poem’s title alludes to the line from Shakespeare’s Richard III, “Now is the winter of our discontent…” and I also think of how John Steinbeck used the line for the title of his novel.
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