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#good omens poetry
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i broke so here's from crowley to his angel
I danced through all the fires, and I was so free
I was so unfettered, I was so unheld
Angel, I only stumble when you look at me
Why won't you touch me with more than eyes
Do more with your lips than just smile
It's only for you that I would ever plead
Angel, don't ask me to follow you to heaven
I don't need your forgiveness, I need your love
I don't need them to save me from damnation
Because when I fell from heaven I fell for you
And if you'll just for once try to understand
You've tempted the tempter and stolen the thief
So when after thousands of years I find the courage
To reach for you, to hold you to my dark heart
Forget the world that came between you and me
Don't choose to save it, choose to save us
The world will end in fire or ice, heaven or hell
But all that will matter is that we could have been us
So when they ask you to leave for heaven
Don't walk away, promise you're staying with me
Angel, tell me you said no
-Asmi
@neil-gaiman expecting that therapy money any day now, sir.
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lickthecowhappy · 3 months
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What do you think he keeps with him?
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sentientsky · 4 months
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Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
on hyper-vigilance
(part 2)
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knifeforkspooncup · 27 days
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@voluptatiscausa so you kinda maybe gassed me up so hard earlier that I kinda maybe went home and wrote another poem for u (well mostly for me but, also for u!).
But first, context:
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----- Spicy poem under the cut! Beware! -----
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idliketobeatree · 2 months
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fearandhatred · 9 days
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i was thinking about this line from my fic:
But the fall had hurt, too. Because the wind had cut into his useless wings like knives, his skin and grace peeling away under the friction, and he had been looking right up at the multicoloured and unreachable expanse of sky just to see it fade from his eyes into dull greys.
and i came up with this. i hope the vision came through
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pommedepersephone · 2 months
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Doing a writing workshop today, and we were instructed to bring a book to do dog ear poems. I, of course, brought Good Omens. I am sharing my favorites.
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Much better
the bright side
of its own destruction
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Crowley had always
ended because he
he'd hoped it
Because
Oh, he
was his
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you got in Heaven
getting out of it
(let him go)
be this
a start
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somewhere-in-wales · 4 months
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In case you were feeling better today
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kingaofhearts · 7 days
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'LET THERE BE LIGHT' MY GOOD OMENS - INSPIRED SONG is now on SPOTIFY and other streaming services!!✨️
have a quick listen and join crowley in misery!
youtube
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lxvenderjewel · 1 month
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apples
an apple hangs off a tree in the middle of a garden we stand in we know so little
original sinner and she’s leaving that garden, i’m staring at your lips, and you tell me go back
you tease me with apples when we meet at our bench we’ve been meeting for centuries, a sinful stench
will arise from right here as you feel more of what’s supposed to be hate so why is this love
you’ll never get that and you’ll never get this: the only apples i want are the ones upon your lips
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good omens poem two. (a nursery rhyme, because you begged me to think of the children and this is obviously what you meant.)
Crowley Crowley little star Fifteen minutes broke your heart You Fell and then you fell for Fell And so you kissed Aziraphale Crowley Crowley little star Driving alone in your car.
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gospexchange · 4 months
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🎉 Sign-ups are finally here!! 🎉
If you missed out on the holiday exchange this year, worry not-- there's another exchange open right now: the Good Omens Song & Poetry Exchange!! We hope you're as excited as we are, so let's cut right to the chase with those links!
Here's the sign-up form: https://airtable.com/appZzn07h8WK8rSwQ/pagblYosT17Il3ogr/form
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The form and the invite links will be live until January 22nd, 2024-- you do not need to fill out the form before joining the server, but joining will be required should you decide to participate!
EVENT SCHEDULE
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For more information, check out our About and Rules pages! [Mobile Links: About and Rules]. We hope to see you soon!!
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sentientsky · 4 months
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“I’m Not Calling You a Liar,” Florence + The Machine
thinking ab this moment again,,,obviously, Aziraphale would never have used the sword against him, but that split-second of confusion (and fear????) from Crowley has lived in my brain for an eternity (since 2019)
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lickthecowhappy · 1 month
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This one is a Crowley poem.
I really like how it ended up and I hope you do too.
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Fragile Fall
Summer ended and We remained.
Scorched by those unending days when
I frantically searched the wildfires of the season
terrified you would succumb to the heat.
Passing through blaze after blaze after blaze
as you were swept through the clouds
or
submerged in the depths.
Our burned hands met and held fast and
you and I stood side by side on The Last Day.
There would never be another Summer like it,
and the fog of Fall unrolled like a canopy.
That precious, peaceful, fragile Fall
let Us be for the first time.
Isolated though we were,
Every Day was cool and quiet.
We listened to the Nightingales sing
until the last one flew South.
Leaves changed so gently we nearly forgot
the kindling Summer had left behind;
stacked and
sparked and
stoked and
spread by the dove who floundered in,
looking for his nest.
We saw our world burning again.
My eyes stung and lungs blistered as I
strived desperately to quell the inferno, so
you threw yourself on the pyre -
smothering the flame. And
I was left
alone
as winter crept closer
bringing with it
a tempest
and darkness
and lamentations
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fearandhatred · 11 days
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the devil entered me at 3am last night and i came up with this so here have a post-s2 crowley pov poem. pls be nice to me i don't even write poetry i have no idea what's going on
anyway i imagine this being read like an analog horror video
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alwaysbemybae · 1 month
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A Good Omens Poem
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[Excerpt]
Your head rests on my thigh. I want to run my fingers through your crimson hair but first, indulge me, dear. I want to feed you Easter yellow petit fours, then a bite of chocolate raspberry cake. I close my eyes as you lick my fingers clean. I feel you look up at the clear blue sky. You’ve told me that the sky isn’t blue, exactly. It’s all the colors, but blue light waves are shorter so we see them scattered everywhere. Still, it’s pretty and it’s peaceful. That’s why I wear it so close to me. It reminds me of the luminous canopy that encircled us after the first rain.
Rating: Mature Words: 1,023 Summary: Aziraphale and Crowley enjoy their perfect blue-sky day, after weathering the storms.
Written for @sugareey-makes-stuff for the Good Omens Song & Poetry Exchange (@gospexchange). Inspired by the song “Mr. Blue Sky” by Electric Light Orchestra.
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