[CaptiveLegacy]

December 1st
- snow -

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Here is the first Bishlo for the Christmas Event! I thought a nice snow theme would help kick off the holiday feeling!
This Bishlo seems a little chilly....maybe finding a home will warm them up?

Feel free to pretty up your forms!
End date - 12/5 - Noon EST

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username:
name:
gender:
favorite snow sculpture:
poem about snow:

[MelMellyMel]

username: MelMellyMel
name: Jack Frost
gender: Male
favorite snow sculpture:

While it may not have the absolute best craftsmanship, you can just tell that everyone who made this had a lot of fun in the process!

poem about snow:
(Not specifically about snow, but I couldn't resist since I love Robert Frost's work so much)

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

[Aeryn]

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username: Aeryn;
name: Cisco
gender: Male
favorite snow sculpture:

poem about snow:
The snowfall is so silent,
so slow,
bit by bit, with delicacy
it settles down on the earth
and covers over the fields.
The silent snow comes down
white and weightless;
snowfall makes no noise,
falls as forgetting falls,
flake after flake.
It covers the fields gently
while frost attacks them
with its sudden flashes of white;
covers everything with its pure
and silent covering;
not one thing on the ground
anywhere escapes it.
And wherever it falls it stays,
content and gay,
for snow does not slip off
as rain does,
but it stays and sinks in.
The flakes are skyflowers,
pale lilies from the clouds,
that wither on earth.
They come down blossoming
but then so quickly
they are gone;
they bloom only on the peak,
above the mountains,
and make the earth feel heavier
when they die inside.
Snow, delicate snow,
that falls with such lightness
on the head,
on the feelings,
come and cover over the sadness
that lies always in my reason.

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[YOLOgirl4233]

~~ Username: YOLOgirl4233 ~~
~~ Name: Snowflake ~~
~~ Gender: Female ~~
~~ Favorite Snow Sculpture: ~~
Snowflake loves mythology! She has read Greek, Roman, and even Egyptian mythology. So when she found out about the famous Pegasus snow sculpture, she fell in love. One of her secret goals now is to create something like as beautiful as the sculpture she saw.

~~Poem About Snow: ~~

It sifts from leaden sieves,
It powders all the wood,
It fills with alabaster wool
The wrinkles of the road.
It makes an even face
Of mountain and of plain, —
Unbroken forehead from the east
Unto the east again.
It reaches to the fence,
It wraps it, rail by rail,
Till it is lost in fleeces;
It flings a crystal veil
On stump and stack and stem, —
The summer's empty room,
Acres of seams where harvests were,
Recordless, but for them.
It ruffles wrists of posts,
As ankles of a queen, —
Then stills its artisans like ghosts,
Denying they have been.

[seawoof]

username: seawoof
name: monty
gender: male
favorite snow sculpture: xx
poem about snow:

snow on a cold night
drifting through the silent streets
hoping to find rest

by me uvu

[CaptiveLegacy]

End's tomorrow! Make sure your forms are in and completed! ;3;

[YOLOgirl4233]

Good luck everyone cx

[NARANDA]

❄❄ Username: NARANDA | Name: Lixue (Chinese - "Pretty Snow) | Gender: Male ❄❄

favorite snow sculpture:

poem about snow:
Snow-flakes
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Out of the bosom of the Air,
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodlands brown and bare,
Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
Silent, and soft, and slow
Descends the snow.

Even as our cloudy fancies take
Suddenly shape in some divine expression,
Even as the troubled heart doth make
In the white countenance confession,
The troubled sky reveals
The grief it feels.

This is the poem of the air,
Slowly in silent syllables recorded;
This is the secret of despair,
Long in its cloudy bosom hoarded,
Now whispered and revealed
To wood and field.

[CaptiveLegacy]

ahhhh I love poems! its always so hard to choose ;3;

The winner is Aeryn;!

Thank you everyone for your awesome forms!

[Aeryn]

Ahh thank you! ♥
everyone had great poems ^-^