Pretty drag queen birds with flawless eye makeup pretteh — what-is-the-glow-cloud
Hot diggity damn
Would that I could look as fierce
As those effing birds
Unrequited feels — Anonymous
How are you to know
If that’s really what they are
If you don’t find out?
film noir — emstantinople
Starting to believe
There’s no genre safe from us
Why should this have been?
Pikachu — godsdragongirl
So, like, what is he?
An electric mouse raccoon?
Yeah, that sounds correct.
About to tuck in and try to sleep since I have to get up much too early tomorrow morning, but in order to ease me in, why don’t we play the haiku game? Leave me something in my ask and I’ll haiku about it, come on, kids, help a lady out.
EEE thank you!! :D
I hope you write a lot more. The imagery was really evoking, I imagined the passion of waves, and deeper tides of feelings of the ocean. Really, very good….
I think water conveys emotion really well. “Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep” is my favourite Shakespeare quote. And also, I think when something is good, people should know. So yeah. I’ll keep an eye out for your writing in the future:)
Omgosh, wow, thank you so so much. That means a lot to hear, especially from someone in no way obligated to give a positive opinion. I’m so pleased everything worked well and created such effective imagery! Seriously, you’ve just made my night, thanks so much for taking the time to tell me what you thought :)
Did you write that? It’s excellent.
I did! Thank you so much :D
I am an ocean, vast and dark and deep
Remembering each shore I’ve ever touched
Receding from the sands I could not keep
No matter that I loved them, nor how much.
Such harbors as would hold me, I’d have stayed
If not for restless and capricious tides
That pushed my body inland on the waves
And yet would let the moon my currents guide
You are a lip of land I’ve never known
With beautiful and new topography
O, I would crash upon you, call you home
And let no undertow my sovereign be
If you would but your shores open to me
From all else I would ebb, and flow to thee
Winter at Diagon Alley
Picking up Abigail from the bus station tomorrow and I am so effing stoked cause I get to see her and be with her and show her my cat and I’m just so happy *flies into the night sky and becomes a star*