#linked verse

[linked-world]

Getting to work on Twilight bit I decided to give him a prosthetic arm when I can barely draw regular ones 🙃 (true fans know he got his arm cut off)

Tried to give him more "wolf like features"

Sharp teeths

Eyes lol

Little bit of extra hair

[kratereyes]

I think I got a design down for my Linked World au future Zelda(The Change era to be specific)

Every new addition to thr hyrule royal family gets a birth sword becuz I said so

And zeldas have middle names they go by lol

[linked-world]

Semi full render of Age

I'm really liking his design a lot

[indefense]

May's Tears

an ‘On the Rock’ (Onza Rokku) linked verse composition

by Stella and Spencer

Note to the reader: The verses in a linked verse composition link to the previous verse, and shift from the verse preceding that. The theme of the poem constantly moves forward and changes, except for the last verse of the whole composition. Certain motifs are allowed to repeat; these are noted after our names.

* * *

May's tears on the Knights of Columbus's asphalt, decolonizing – Stella /spring/

they melt precious jewelry, reborn into avarice – Spencer

red salmon with pollution clutching their scales swim upstream – Stella /fall/

I catch them, stalking from a rock, and cook them for dinner – Spencer /rock/

prep the onions; our guests grow impatient chatting in the moonlight – Stella /moon/

heads crowned with wilting bluebell blossoms – Spencer /flower/ /summer/

* * *

a pride parade meanders through a techno-city built by sociopaths – Stella /summer/

a premature end, trampled flags on the ground – Spencer

with so many light years to go and things to be found – Stella /rock n roll/

but for now, sit with her and drink chamomile tea – Spencer

a long death from poison is more honorable to bear than a thousand cuts – Stella

put down like a dog in winter's teeth – Spencer /winter/

* * *

my spine creaks in the frigid air as a CEO crumples – Stella /winter/

from behind bars, the savior waits to be martyred – Spencer

icy hearted priest gives a sermon protecting abuse – Stella /ice/

the nicest woman you know sits and listens anxiously – Spencer

lovers eagerly saw a sparse tree full of birds – Stella /fall/ /love/

splashing flirtatiously in the water on the way back to the dam – Stella /fall/ /love/

* * *

a sturdy structure housing all manners of creatures built to last – Spencer

the sailor sits; a slow sadness suffocates – Stella

cracking up on the rocks; this is why you avoid the lighthouses as a lover once advised – Spencer /rock/

leaving the tower; wreckage in melting snow – Spencer /spring/

cubs explore as mother keeps vigil beneath the cherry blossom – Stella /flower/ /blossom/ /spring/

she says, “the land is ours, darling, in some delicate way” – Spencer

[brownweaselpoetry]

pride night

I book an uber

to see some family

. . .

how many years

and still this surfacing

for air

[oh-baby-im-so-sick]

Walking forever

Snow underfoot, rain on skin.

Moon of dusk or dawn

[oh-baby-im-so-sick]

ducklings first journey

small steps small steps great Big world -

Surface tension

[asilentnocturne]

1.     Winter

Cold starts to settle

The cardinal bleeds in white

Alone in this world

  2.     Winter

The child weeps with frozen tears

Father returns home early!

  3.      

A warm dinner to eat

And company to smile with

The fire still crackles

  4.      

Sleep beneath heavy blankets

She does not wake come morning

  5.     Autumn; moon

Slow down falling leaves

The shadows cannot keep up

As moonlight chases

  6.     Autumn

A sigh of a breeze will go

Those memories once buried

 7.      

Time again, again

A harvest pulled with plenty

A rare happening

  8.

Smoke laughs from a cup of tea

Bright stars off in the distance

  9.

He is cutting wood

To prepare for the long nights

Dark skies up ahead

  10.

Thunder roars with great fury

Hear the raging horses run