[dracopia]

username; paranoi.d
name; calbovista 'crybaby' corduroy
gender; nonbinary

palette;

#e8b79c - #cec58c - #d88162 - #856b59 - #4e3939 - #857c4f

picture;



poem;

family in the moss - - by yours truly

pitter patter of the tiniest raindrops
and the most hushed tears
daintily splash onto leaves, petal, grass wisps,
softly glide and trickle down
to the plush, damp, mossy floor

sniffling softly like the sound of the snail sliding somberly
under your nose - wipe it along with the sadness away,
with the back of your paw
lay down and watch in wonder, at the world of moss you've uncovered
that you've seen all before

frogs and snails only hop and glide more happily,
at the teardrop rain
the rolly-pollies and salamanders can't raise a tiny leg to point,
or snicker behind a back or cackle into an already tear streaked face

the little family in the moss
go about their business - swiftly step toward some serendipitous plight
to what makes them happy - with no time to stop and name call, or laugh, or point
here the moss is peaceful and content
lay down, dry your tears and lose yourself in our little world, even just for a moment

[sparrow,,]

username; lucifer,
name; honor
gender; female//aromantic
palette; pallete
picture; picture
poem;

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

[astral.]

username; astral.

name; nimbus

gender; male

palette; rain on a saturday
#A6A19B | #6D7286 | #545864 | #CEDEDD | #DFB8A7 | #F9FDCC

picture; moon bear - I am unsure of who the artist is

poem;

Do you ever wonder
How the moon got it's name?
oh, I ponder at a window frame

The rain seems to weep for me
I suppose it's not bleak
let alone dreary
Though I find my knees weak
as the thought - prolonged - makes me wary

and time skips by
with the beat of the rain
and my heart,
the tick of the clock -
this thought stuck in my brain

The glare of the night glimmering on the glass
now I just hope this thought will pass
the patter of the drizzle as it meets the ground
making such a wondrous sound
with a smooth breeze to rustle the branches
the calm of the night settling - now at ease

It's getting late.
oh, where is my date?

The time I had spent imagining
I should have payed more attention to what was happening
The cafe is now closing up
and I look down to see my empty cup

I pay my bill and say my goodbyes
but I still have so many whys
and it's not the thought of you abandoning me
again
it's not having any surety
on how the moon got it's name.

[EpicratesPictus]

username; Irrylath
name; Trenton Bryon Dallas
gender; Male
palette; here
picture; here
poem;
The time of year has come
When day is shorter
Than the night
Leaving people lost

The time of year has come
When snow and ice
Encapsulate the world
Leaving people cold

The time of year has come
When fires often rage
Inside small shelters
Leaving people warm

The time of year has come
When I must wander
To find others
Leaving people found

[peach oasis]

username; glitchy peach
name; Harper
gender; NB (He/They)

Two-Headed Calf - Laura Gilpin
Tomorrow when the farm boys find this
freak of nature, they will wrap his body
in newspaper and carry him to the museum.
But tonight he is alive and in the north
field with his mother. It is a perfect
summer evening: the moon rising over
the orchard, the wind in the grass. And
as he stares into the sky, there are
twice as many stars as usual.

▉ #888246 ▉ #9D8972 ▉ #C2A68C
▉ #EBD8BD ▉ #FFFFFF ▉ #000000

[bandgeekizzle]

username; bandgeekizzle
name; Kuma
gender; male
palette;

#FDD8BD#FBB35B#BD3630#4765A6#161216
picture;

poem;

light snow drifting down
blanket covering the ground
footsteps break the spell

winter appearance
the bear moves through the forest
naive solitude

for there are others
suprise enemy attack
a chase, an escape

he learned his lesson
now more aware than ever
dark paws move forward

[the picture is the work of Utagawa Kuniyoshi
the poem (set of haiku) is my own work]

[Bloth Hoondr]

A form by Bloth Hoondr
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Palette
#41210A
#784C29
#B77440
#E79E4F
#FBD19F
#FEECBC
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I feel the warmth in your smile
As we lay upon blades of golden grass
Our secrets carried on the early morning mists
In your arms, I feel no harm can come to pass

I taste dreams of old
As the sun caresses my being
From the whimsical tales of a child
To the wishes of an adult, forever fleeting

I smell the history of the valley
Forever etched into these old book pages
Smoke and old whiskey and jazz in the 50's
Traces that have long survived the ages

I hear life as it awakes anew
How the brook breathes and the old oak groans
The resonance of chimes among the wind
The laugh of children as they skip stones

I see the love in your eyes
O, how the evening light makes you shine
You have shown me peace in my time of chaos
And with you, I can call this home mine.



Poem by me | Dividers by _SilentSiren_ | Font by cooltext

[magpie!]

closed for judging.

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[waterglow]

Good luck everyone!! 💖