Astriferous Artifact

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The painting in the dream lair

Astriferous Artifact

by

Little Fairy

Prompts Used:

Victorious Vocabulary

Writeworld

"Gerri, don't run off like that again!" Spencer demanded, relieved to have found Gerri. "Time in this place is really fucked up. I blinked and lost half a minute. I also lost that zany character who led us into the Dream House in the first place. What is this place anyway?"

"It's a gallery of Grandfather's hopes and fears," Gerri said. "This area seems to be devoted to his incarnation as Serab. Most of these paintings are depictions of Ondina."

"So, basically, we're inside your grandfather's subconscious," Spencer noted.

"Yes," Gerri said.

"Well, that's a bit nightmarish. Quiet people do have the loudest minds, don't they? These pictures are beautiful but they're unsettling as all get out."

"Particularly when you read the poems under them," Gerri agreed. "Listen to this one."

Astriferous they

Deemed themselves, but they were low

Murderers were they

~Fae~

Note:

This is a Haibun, created for Team Netherworld's serial/novel in progress, Fetch. Here is the original post.

OctPoWriMo 2015: Day 15: Without Rejection

To just be myself

To tell the truth within me

And be accepted

Notes:

I suppose this is a "Senryu," as there is a sense of irony. However, it isn't satirizing anything. I would call it a "Haiku," but that would probably get me chastised by poetic purists. 

I wanted to keep the poem very simple so as to force myself to say only what really needed to be said. I tend to run on if allowed.

The prompt asked us to imagine having a day where we could do anything we wanted, and to describe our wildest dreams. This is mine.

Also, I would be able to call my short 5-7-5 poems Haikus and not be chided for doing so.

~Fae~

OctPoWriMo 2015: Day 8: Rainbow Eyes

Lovely rainbow eyes

Changing with light and shadow

And your emotions

~Cie~

Notes:

Fae made me do this. I said "wouldn't it be cool if I could..." and she countered with "well, why can't you?"

"It would be sappy, silly and emotional," I said. "I'd look foolish."

"Maybe you shouldn't worry about looking foolish," she said. "Maybe it's more important to be real than to worry about appearances."

You have me there, Honey. These poems over the last few days have spoken of being brave. I sometimes have trouble being brave enough to express what I really think. Well, here it is, for better or worse. Now it's on you to take it or leave it.

I'm the one who created the top graphic. I noticed that there are some people whose eyes change colors with the light. The person whose eye I display in the graphic has very expressive, color-changing eyes. It's a bit enviable, really. My eyes are always a plain, mossy green.

I chose Haiku as my mode of expression in this case, because I'm the kind who can go on and on and on if allowed. Haiku forces me to target the bulls-eye and focus on just the critical points.

~Cie~

NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 27: I, Fae

I, Fae

Although

You tried

To destroy me

I 

Still remain

I have survived

~Fae~

Notes:

This is an account that I (Faycin A Croud) created for my wounded inner child years ago. I haven't used it in almost as many years. I have a tendency to try and silence this voice. I think it will help me heal to let her speak. 

I thank Cie and the others for letting her become part of the team! It takes very special people to realize that those of us who are wounded aren't lesser, and our various selves do have worth and purpose.

Prompt:

And today’s prompt – optional, as always — comes to us from Vince Gotera. It’s the hay(na)ku). Created by the poet Eileen Tabios and named by Vince, the hay(na)ku is a variant on the haiku. A hay(na)ku consists of a three-line stanza, where the first line has one word, the second line has two words, and the third line has three words. You can write just one, or chain several together into a longer poem. For example, you could write a hay(na)ku sonnet, like the one that Vince himself wrote back during NaPoWriMo 2012!