#dream smp poetry

[dsmppoetrycollective-archive]

Announcement

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The Dream SMP Poetry Collective will be closing down on September 15th. This blog will remain up as an archive.

If you are a dsmp poetry writer, please sound off in the tags and replies! I will be making a tag list so people who still want to keep up with dsmp poetry can.

Thank you all for a wonderful time 💕

-Mod Seph

#dream smp #dsmp #dsmp poetry #dream smp poetry #announcement

[saintashes]

SAND GLASS MIRROR SHARDS. // c!quackity poetry. (click for full images & better quality)

reblogging with text :) feel free to reblog as well !!

#c!quackity #c!wilbur #c!schlatt #c!sapnap #whoever can guess what stanza is for who gets a prize #<- my eternal and undying love #also tumblr really did Not just shit on the quality of this after i spent Days formatting it #A Hate Crime #tw suicide ment #ANYWAYS if you've read through all these tags so far. please come talk to me about this #dream smp #dsmp #epiphany.txt #my writing #dream smp poetry #dsmp poetry #dsmp writing #dsmp fanart #c!quackity analysis #dsmp quackity #cquackity #cwilbur #cschlatt #csapnap #also big ups to you if you can understand this 😭😭 the style is pretty messy LMAO #c!karl #ckarl

[nekolikedacat]

‘‘It’s alright, it’s okay’‘ - a c!tubbo poem about healing

or what could’ve been if they didn’t blow up the server in the finale

if you enjoyed this piece consider checking out my dsmp inspired poetry collection on ao3!! :3

#c!tubbo #ctubbo #ctommy #cranboo #c!ranboo #c!tommy #c!beeduo #cbeeduo #cclingyduo #c!clingyduo #dream smp #dsmp #dream smp poem #dream smp poetry #dsmp poem #dsmp poetry #poetry #poem #original poem #original poetry

[painless-innit-colourful]

’This Ain’t A Room Full of Suicides’ - a poem for the original members of L’Manberg

It was a suicide mission It was the best days of our lives It was a beautiful way to pass the time It was a place I thought could be mine 

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers Trapped in this room full of suicides 

The walls, hewn from haphazard swings of a blunted instrument, scratched and marked with the words of a useless song. The walls as useless as the words; the wind and the dust invades much more effectively than we ever could.

The fourth wall is blown away, and there he stands upon the stage, arms open wide, laughing and crying. And his father betrays the sacred oath of siring a son, and he dies in his arms as the audience weeps.

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers In this room full of suicides

The wind holds my hand, the wind is my only friend; no more ghosts, no more smiling faces. The wind will be my only witness, teetering at the top of a pole gently swaying under the weight of its passenger.

He'd like to spread his wings and fly away, fly back in time, fly home, but he has never had any wings. As he steps from the cliff, he'll only plummet to the ground, featherless and finally free. 

We few, we miserable few, we band of brothers In this room full of suicides

A single sharp bite, a flick of a wrist, the turn of a hand. Funny how it comes down to this. I wish his eyes would stop shining. I wish he'd stop shouting for once. I wish he'd smile.

I'm in the audience again, but this time I won't sit idly by and let another brother take his last turn upon the stage. He accepts it too easily. I want to pull him to me, hug him and never let go. I want only things I cannot have; he tops the list.

We few, we miserable few, we band of brothers In this monument to suicides

The wind whistling through the valley like a starling, diving and singing, reassures me that it'll receive me like a mother's arms. L'Manberg is so beautiful now - the mushrooms, the flag I burnt, the poppies for all the many dead soldiers-

The bridge sways with the force of a life leaving its safety, and he falls like an angel. It would be so beautiful. I can't remember how high the ground should be - which country's ground? I don't know - when I know he's hit the floor.

We few, we miserable few, we brothers and sons In this monument to suicides

It was the seeds from which thistles grew It's the dandelions that never die It was a high price for honeyed days It was the hole I never could fill 

It was the room full of suicides And yet, we outlived it, we're still alive

#yes the title is an mcr lyric #dream smp #crim writes #wilbur soot #tommyinnit #tubbo #fundy #critique is much appreciated i don't usually write poetry like this #this is a live experiment #tw suicide #dream smp poetry

[charles-simmons]

A c!Disc duo poem I wrote based on the fic "Try to Forget, That Your Bones will Dismantle" by lychee_strawberry

Maybe the poem doesn't make that much sense if you didn't read the fic. Or maybe it does, idk

I'm such a sucker for disc duo <333

#dream smp poetry #dsmp poetry #dsmp poem #c!disc duo #c!Dream #c!Tommy #my poetry #charles simmons art

[stealthystealthy]

untiteld, c!clingy ending

#here have a little c!clingy poem #them saying to the end of the world and then also to the moon multiple times made me go fucking insane #my poetry #c!clingyduo #c!clingyduo poetry #dream smp poetry #poetry #cclingyduo #c!tommy #c!tubbo

[lav-endermoon]

afraid of my shadow in a dark room—

a c!quackbur poem

(feedback is much appreciated!! i don’t usually post this kind of thing because. self doubt. so let me know if you’d like to see more)

full text:

IT ONLY COMES OUT AT NIGHT

SO YOU’LL WAIT ‘TIL YOU’RE DEAD

IN THE DAYLIGHT

YOU BLEED NOIR ON THE GROUND

UNTIL WE OVERLAP:

UMBRA AND PENUMBRA FIGHTING

TO BE DARKEST

IT ONLY COMES OUT AT NIGHT

THE THING THAT WANTS YOUR

HANDS

THE THING THAT TOUCHES

BACK

PRESSES ITS MILKY TOOTH TO YOUR

COLLARBONE

SHARP AS THE THE MIRROR

IT LIVES IN

I CAN FORGIVE YOUR MOUTH

WHEN WE MELT INTO A SINGLE

DARKNESS

I’D PRAY FOR GOD TO LET ME FORGIVE YOU

BUT THERE’S NO CHURCHES IN THIS CITY

AND AFTER ALL,

HELL KEPT YOU SAFELY LEASHED

AND AFTER ALL,

I PULLED THIS CITY FROM THE GRAVE-DIRT

YOU CRAWLED OUT OF LAST YEAR.

LAST YEAR.

THIS IS MY LAST FEAR:

THERE’S NO DEVIL WITHOUT GODS

TO CAST HIS SHADOW

#tntduo #quackbur #c!tntduo #c!quackbur #dream smp poetry #wouldja lookit that. lavender posted something original #it’s because i was listening to the cure today isn’t it. #blame robert smith for every time my writing gets melodramatic #anyway i’ve no idea if this is good or not but. take it <3 #dsmpshipping #poetry #lavender writes #my post

[waterthrush]

ROBIN'S EGG BLUE: a c!clingyduo poem

#c!clingyduo #c!tommy #c!tubbo #dream smp poetry #dream smp #writing #poetry #Repost bc either it didnt show up on ppls dash Or everyone hates me ^_^ #Reblawg Pleek #waterthrush writes

[proudfreakmetarusonniku]

whoops I accidentally wrote a poem on the latest lore stream it’s probably not great I’m trying something very new so if it’s bad that’s why. obvious dream smp spoilers, along with themes of abuse, victim blaming, dehumanisation, and toxic relationships.

——

i come in green stitches

stuffing falling out

the gaps between

pale fabric

and

you ask of me

“why do you not fix your tears?

why do you not pick up a needle

and pick up some thread

and fix yourself?”

you smile

like you have saved me

from the misery

(undoubtedly my fault)

you ask of me

“why do you keep those?

the green doesn’t suit you

why not replace it with red?

that was always your colour.”

but if i were to tear

what was left in me

from him

out of my body

i would unravel

into cotton and blood and bone

(i hate it as much as you do)

you pick at my seams

and call it freedom

you sew yourself into me

and say no one can own

a beating heart

and i suppose that’s true

i lack a heartbeat as you do

i want to scream at you

“you should know better

you know as i do

that tearing out stitches

does not tear our strings.”

but I love you

so

i smile and say

“thank you.”

(i don't mean it.)

#My poetry #dream smp #dsmp #dream smp poetry #dsmp poetry #c!tommy #c!wilbur #c!crimeboys #tw abuse #tw victim blaming #tw dehumanisation #tw toxic relationships

[nicsian]

May I Have The Mic? A cTubbo poem about his execution.

#dream smp #dsmp tubbo #ctubbo #c!tubbo #tubbo dream smp #dream smp poetry #dsmp poem #dsmp poetry

[flum3n]

Widower

I don’t go back there, ever. Why did we build it so tall? What little we amount to in the cold morning light - another dream eviscerated without a fight.

And I’m still too small to reach the top shelf or live in the void you’ve left us. I can’t go back there, ever. I can’t lose my little self to a dream again.

#here we go again #poetry #original poem #original poetry #ctubbo #c!tubbo #cbeeduo #beeduo #c!beeduo #writblr #dsmp poetry #dream smp poetry #dream smp fanwork #not flower language #grief #grieving poem #dream smp fanworks #tubbo #ranboo

[rezfalling]

only one regret, a c!wilbur poem

i write poetry too yknow

#dream smp #wilbur soot #c!wilbur #dream smp poetry #rez writes!

[saintashes]

BURY YOUR GOD. // a c!tommy poem. (click for full images & better quality)

text below :) feel free to reblog !!

bury your god 

in a box in the backyard.

it can be a small box—your 

gaseous god will expand 

or shrink

as needed. it should, however, be a box 

for your god is cuboid and

deserves to be comfortable. 

line the box with aluminum foil 

to prevent your god seeping 

into the soil and contaminating 

the neighbors’ vegetable garden.

the deeper the hole the better

but we’ll understand if 

you stay shallow for easier 

emergency access to your god.

kiss your god-box goodbye then

gently lower

or toss

or slam-dunk it

into your god-hole.

fill the god-hole with things that are

not

your 

god

until you can no longer spot the god-box,

then fill it some more after that.

lay sod atop and walk away.

do not return to the god-spot

until you can no longer remember

where the god-spot is.

and then when you do return—and

you will, of course, return—consider

whether finding your god

is worth     tearing up

the whole damn backyard.

#c!tommy #ctommy #tw religious imagery #tw religious themes #dream smp #dsmp #dreamsmp #dream smp poetry #dreamsmp poetry #dsmp writing #dsmp fanart #dsmp poetry #dsmp tommy #epiphany.txt #my writing #let’s go babey switching characters up out here #Live Laugh Love #c!tommy w religious imagery can be something so special #barely formatted this one pls forgive me gamers

[nekolikedacat]

‘’what is inside of a human body (colorized)’’

If you enjoyed this poem consider checking my ao3 dsmp poetry collection!! There are poems in it that aren’t on my tumblr as well as some older-older works :3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/41258496/chapters/113930101

#implied/referenced abuse #implied/referenced death #dream smp #dsmp #dream smp poetry #dream smp poem #dsmp poetry #dsmp poem #poetry #poem #original poem #original poetry #c!tubbo #c!clingyduo #c!beeduo #c!tubbo centric

[seasonal-depression-club]

hey dsmpblr i think you poetry lovers will really like this one it’s c!wilbur poetry

excerpt:

Father, I wrote you letters, I wrote you fiction I grew up a liar like the liar before me Just so I could say, “I promise, one day I’ll be good enough,” And never have to earn it.

--fox-like face with a bright smile: Grew him into a liar like the liar before himself Like the liar before me And surely like the liar his son will become

#dsmp #dream smp #poetry #dream smp poetry #wilbur soot #philza #c!wilbur #c!philza #c!fundy #fundy

[send-me-purple-flowers]

Fate's Children

by c!fundy

fate’s children don’t have a lucky star/held at gunpoint, they won’t see another day/faced with abysmal heights/they’ll feel the pretty bow around their neck tighten/fate’s children, faced with destiny will turn their backs/because they’ve seen it all before/they followed her into the war/fate’s children, like you and me/see nothing in eternity

#my poetry #poetry #c!fundy #c!fundy poem #c!fundy writing vent poetry I see it so much guys #dream smp poetry #dream smp #tw mentioned death #tw suicide reference