Klance Poetry Exchange

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[nooowestayandgetcaught]

Bodies Like Dying Flamelight

AO3 or FFN

1.4k, Klance, T-rating, for @klancepoetryexchange and @ablantis

Summary: The king is dead. Lance mourns but not alone.

[adverbialstarlight]

we’ll all float on (even if things get heavy)

I’m lateish but this was written for @lordzarcock for the @klancepoetryexchange. The poem I based it on is The Last Mile by Noah St. John. It’s pretty loosely followed but hopefully that’s alright. This ended up almost 19k because I’m kinda extra I am deeply sorry so here’s the AO3 link.

Summary:  Keith and Lance live contently on the beach, surviving mostly by their respective street performing acts. They’ve been dating for two years now and neither see it ending any time soon– until Keith does. Lance has been more distant lately and been disappearing when he’d usually come down to the boardwalk with Keith, and it seems that their arguments only seem to be getting worse every day. Is this just another rough patch of their relationship, or is it the end? Because now Keith isn’t so sure.

WC: too long 18.9k

[herbofthyme]

Here is my (very late) @klancepoetryexchange piece for @looksredtastesblue!!

It is based on the poem I Wanna Be Yours by John Cooper Clarke. 

My thought with this was that Lance is daydreaming and that the second image is what he sees in his mind. 

Individual images below! They’re higher quality too.

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[redlilyart-blog]

The Naming Of Cats 

The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter, It isn’t just one of your holiday games; You may think at first I’m as mad as a hatter When I tell you, a cat must have three different names.

In which Lance finds certain ideas of his boyfriend strange but indulges him anyway.  

My gift for @asingularblueberry​ at @klancepoetryexchange​ ! I hope you like it!!!

[ambivalentlangst]

When to Give (More)

A day late but!!!! Here with my piece for the @klancepoetryexchange, I have a fic inspired by A Question by Robert Frost, for @kittymeow321. It’s been a pleasure creating for this event, and I hope you enjoy!

A voice said, Look me in the stars

And tell me truly, men of earth,

If all the soul-and-body scars

Were not too much to pay for birth.

tw: heavy mention of self sacrifice and near death experiences

Lance and Keith have a nasty little habit of throwing themselves in harm’s way. They have a habit of gritting their eyes and shoving a teammate away to take the blow meant for them, and as those wounds have come to turn stretches of skin into leathery scars, they smile anyway because their team is safe.

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[icarusian]

funeral blues

WARNING: CHARACTER DEATH

Rated: T

Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Relationship: Keith/Lance

Additional Tags: Klance Poetry Exchange 2018, Grief/Mourning, Lowercase, mildly ooc i’m so sorry

Wrriten for:@klancepoetryexchange, orphicwaltz on ao3/twitter

Inspired by the poem Funeral Blues by W. H. Auden

“keith’s father was a hero. shiro was a hero. and look at what happened to them.”

Read on AO3

SO! Just a few things to address in this fic!!! i found out how bad i am at writing angst! so this fic feels very blunt, stilted, and… like poetic bullshit lmao. this is Not my best piece to date but i’m glad i got the chance to try something new. enjoy ! (?)

[starryrosez]

I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You

Summary:  The closer Keith gets to Lance the more in denial he is about his feelings. Rating: T Ship: Klance Warnings: None Can be read here.

This was written for the @klancepoetryexchange based off of the poem “I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You” by Pablo Neruda. @irani-owl I hope you enjoy it!

[spacehunk]

I’m a day late for posting for the @klancepoetryexchange but my excuse is that I’ve been hella sick recently. So, @lunchmoney-lance , here’s your poem:

I am the sea and I’m eternally

Alone, because the fish, they all hate me.

Each night I lie and I wish that the stars

In the sky could see me and heal my scars.

But the stars do not come to visit me.

There’s great distance between the stars and sea.

Save for the lone star with the sanguine eyes,

Whose hair is raven like his lonely home.

He falls into a land of fires for me

And his kisses are softer than the breeze.

Each morning he drags himself to the skies,

Back into the ancient unknown he flies.

Yet I know when the sun sets he’ll return

For he leaves me small a piece of his home.

He leaves me his heart in the shape of knives

And he tells me to carry his heart well,

For it means he can find me in the dark-

Even the stars get lonely as well.

I crave the touch of his shimmering hands.

They remind me that everyone is loved.

And even Father Time’s eternal sands

Cannot stop the love my sanguine star has.

Teach me your mood, o patient stars!

Who climb each night the ancient sky

Leaving on space no shade, no scars

No trace of age, no fear to die.

[klancepoetryexchange]

This week is midterms for me so please give me a few days to sort through everything, get all the gifts reblogged and send out emails to pinch hits. If you were granted an extension or were originally a pinch hitter, you’ll have until October 27th to post. Besides, that it’s a wrap! Thank you for participating in this exchange everybody. 

-Mod Rosie

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Klance Poetry Exchange - INTIMATE

@klancepoetryexchange

Hello!  So, I’m so sorry I’m uploading this on the last day of the posting period and you’ve had to wait but, I’ve been so busy with school and a vacation!!  So here it is!  his is my poetry entry for @simplelittleshadows !!!!  It was based off the poem Death Not Be Proud by John Donne!  This poem is about being intimate, something death cannot grasp!! Hope you like it!

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[kogehl]

Giftee: @nooowestayandgetcaught // Poem: Blade, Unplugged by Tim Seibles // @klancepoetryexchange

Sorry for the late gift, hope you like it. ^^’

[nooowestayandgetcaught]

High Hopes

AO3 or FFN

1.4k, Klance, T-rating, for @klancepoetryexchange and @klanstability

Summary: Lance thrives off the chaos and neon lights and familiarity, but sometimes he prefers a quiet, ashy-heat stillness. During off hours, he meets Keith – a nobody like him, beautiful and a little weird.

[irani-owl-blog]

His face.

Looking at him now, after years of their first encounter everything seemed to have changed…

His smile.

It was almost as if that little, grumpy kid who once joined the Galaxy Garrison, the best pilot of his generation with the temper of a wet cat was a completely different person, yet Keith remained to be the same. Courageous, passionate, brave Keith. Caring and loving to his family…

His eyes.

Every time Lance looked into those eyes his breath was taken away. They held so many emotions, stories and things Lance knew he would never understand completely, but he wanted to discover them so much.

His scars.

Adorning his face, neck and clavicles… He was sure those weren’t the only ones. It made him wonder, sometimes, how it would be to run his fingers along the marks, to treat them and kiss them…

Lance let out a sigh, his eyes never leaving the other male who was too preoccupied talking to the MFE pilots, about what? Lance didn’t know.

He smiled.

Looking at him now, after years of their first encounter there was still the same thought stuck in his mind.

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For the @klancepoetryexchange ❤️ This is my gift to @nearly-writes n.n I really hope you like it!

Poem: “Beautiful Scars” by Atticus.

[minfiliaryne]

This is my thing for the @klancepoetryexchange for @redlilyart, I hope you like it!

Poem under the cut

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[kittymeow321]

​So I finally posted my Klance poetry exchange fic! My gift is for @remodelling-of-a-book based on the poem Twilight Aurora by Silent One,​ I hope you like it! You can find my fic here on ao3 and check out the other exchange pieces at @klancepoetryexchange Summary: Trying to figure out how things work after everything changes Or, Lance thinks about Keith for 4 seasons

[ember-hinote]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Inspired by the poem: Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost

Lance has gone out of a secret errand for the Black Paladin. Only the finest and most meaningful things will do and hopefully he will arrive back to base before anyone notices.

This is my piece for the @klancepoetryexchange for @ceciledraws! Sorry for the slight delay, my beta got a bit busy and behind but she’s fine again and we both had so much fun working on this!

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This is what I been doing for the @klancepoetryexchange !!!

This is for @spacehunk and is inspired by Shakespeare’s sonnet 17 (Absolutely not 18)

Name: Dictamen

Summary:

After following the suspect of an investigation, an Omega named Lance discovers himself waking up on an unexpected place.

Keith and Lance had been having trouble communicating with each other since the beginning of time and someone has to make a stand against rules and social standards.

Words: 2784

Is really dumb but I did my best.