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Poetry: chan.

What is this?

I wanted to read fannish and channish poetry and--surprise--I could find none, so I got the idea into my head to write some, even though I don't write original poetry. I hate writing original poetry.

I am humiliated. Mock me; my arms are open. :)

But, in all seriousness, it let me express a scene in my head and it was easier and more fun than a drabble.

Low as Dirt
By Natt

The low fog stilled above the ground
For there was no place to go after that for the ground was solid.
Pebbles and stone, jagged edges and dirt
And footprints made up the ground.

The man had long feet and black shoes which picked up the dirt
And the dirt was spread over a wider stretch of ground
Where there were more footprints and dark glistening stones
Where the ground turned from light to shadow

A nook--away from view

There the prints were long swipes in the dirt.
There two sets of feet had played and caused a scuffle.
They had disturbed the dirt and the pebbles and the stone.
And the ground would remember their shoes because it remembers all shoes.

The boy had dainty shoes for dainty feet
And his prints were not as deep
For the ground did not smash into itself with the weight of the nimble boy
Who made circles in the dirt with his shoe as he let discolored fingers toy with him

The ground does not remember fluids.
Only footprints.
Only big men and little boys.

And the fog hid them and their lovemaking

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I will admit. I almost passed by without reading because, well, I'm just not a big poetry girl.

I am unbelievably glad I didn't. I *really* liked this.

Gotta disagree on Bernice's label of 'creepy' though.



Just the same, I almost passed up writing it! I'm glad I didn't, because, even though though I am not too happy with poetry, any sort of writing is good practice.

Thanks. :)

Interesting. I like the imagery of the ground and dirt; you've also got a little nice internal rhyme there, although I would like to have seen more (I'm a bit of a rhyme-and/or-meter poetry person).

npetrenko has written quite a bit of HP poetry. isilya's last entry before going friendslocked contains two absolutely awesome femmeslash sonnets. That's about the only poetry I can direct you to.

Thanks for the direction to HP poets. Both those will surely be helpful if I should continue with this, trying to delve a little deeper, though I'm sure it's only a quirk that will pass within a few days. I will take advantage of it while it still interest me!

I like. It just flows. That's my girl! *grin* Writing what's normally a squicky pairing for me, and making it worth it. *grin* *loves her Natt*

Must you flatter me? You make me want to write more poetry, and that's just horrifying. :D

But thank you, my dear.

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