The arctic winds from the brumal sky whispered in his ears,
of ancient times and archaic rhymes from long, forgotten years;
and yet these haunting tales did very little to address,
feelings of isolation amongst the wintry loneliness.
Arch fox, Fox, Ice, Nature, Poem, Snow, Winter, arctic
_my lords and ladies gather round,
please, sit and listen for a time
listen to, my voice, my sound
and love's story, told in a rhyme,
in a time not long ago,
where the summers were long and steady
a pair of friends, to laugh, to love,
left
Love, M/F, Medieval, Poetry, Romance, Wolf, fennec fox
Or is it just your rhyme and bone?
some trifle to placate the masses
make them all happy.
it's all a way to move the masses,
keep on making pious passes,
at the will and whim of man,
and to what end, my friend?
Poetry
This poem was drafted with no particular meter in mind, and with the exception of a few rhymes is mostly prose.
Love, Poem, Poetry, Romance, Story
You can't tell;
can't rhyme or reason me, for ill or good.
in this world, where you can't do as you would,
what can you do but grin and disappear?
poem nonetheless, this is an empty wood.
you see me smiling, but i am not here.
Ballade, Cat, Poetry
We were allowed to write the poem on whatever we wanted, but we had to follow the "villanelle" poem structure, which had very specific rules about rhyme and syllable count.
Kobold, Lizard, Poem, Poetry, Story, Villanelle
Often times i make rhymes
for depictions of fictions they never were
sometimes i intertwine reality so much, my own life becomes a blur
memories become more than needed
my intent & imagination seem depleted
time & space leave me walking among
Poetry, Short Story, slice of life
#1 of poetry
so, yeah, i made this a while ago in dutch, and a good friend of mine asked if i could translate it for her, it is supposed to rhyme like abab.
i am a wolf,
here the only one of my kind.
Poem, Understands, Wolf, alone, life, nobody
Spin
in the way i wanted it to
maybe you still love me
but i believe you're a liar
do i feel better for letting you go
to be honest
i
no
longer
care
enough
so it's true
i am unlovable
so it's true
i will never truly be happy
nothing needs to rhyme
Death, Male, Poem, Poetry, Sergal, Solo
Like usual, i haven't made any rhymes or such, since i wouldn't be able to do them even if i wanted to xd i maybe abused a bit of repetitions, but i feel like it sounds nice.
otherwise, like some may have guessed... flightrising stuff !
Dragon, Flightrising, wind
I do like the sonnet/blank verse/ rhymed envoi pattern it produced. i think it deescalates and escalates similar to the way that musical theatre might use breaking into song, lapsing back into dialog, then having a big finishing number.
Envoi, Iambic pentameter, Poetry, blank verse, sonnet