Carnival Event - By Any Other Name

[dragonqueen]

Sister planet to mine own.

Yet an imperfect clone.

Tell me, dost thou yearn for life?

Thy cloudy cover hides thee so,

Thine surface we shall never know.

So watch we must from sister terra,

Whose rule be a more gentle era.

Edited December 10, 2004 by dragonqueen

[drummondo]

Venus, faded goddess of desire,

Symbolised by distant, glowing fire,

 

As the night sky meets the day,

So she shines, a judgement flare,

And, noting couples as they lay,

Casts rays upon the truest pair.

 

Then I awake to visions of my love,

A golden, warm embrace, lit from above.

Edited December 11, 2004 by drummondo

[Gwaihir]

Hoping that a slow entry may write all three since this rocks:

 

Blanket. Hiding! Changing-if you look for it

What does it kill besides short sleeves?

Watch as it gives birth to

laughing children, germinating apples, sleds

and celebration of the big white blanket on our world.

 

 

This thing is beautiful-but out of ink!

I shake it and I snip the quill.

Wishing Gwai did not spill my inkwell!

 

Planet big and dirty

Hot hellfire and place

I could not stand to live.

You may be beautiful but

please stay far away from me!

[Tanuchan]

Whitish-blue, twinkling
Bright in the sky, sign of hope
Serene spot of light

Cold light brings warm thoughts
High in the sky, guides the lost
Soothing, peaceful sight.

Edited June 18, 2014 by Tanuchan
formatting

[epinephrine]

Symbol of the goddess free,

Guide to many 'pon the sea.

First to come and first to leave,

A lonely planet blue and green.

[Finnius]

"Beauty, beauty, most devine!

Your words are balm for soul and heart,

And much more talented than mine,

But our little game has yet to start!"

 

Nymsy floats, and flits, and twirls,

And once more throws the cloth about,

Then tosses her hair in tangled skirls,

And as the glass clears, gives a shout.

 

"I know this one! I know it well!

My favorite thing in all the world!"

And there within the round glass cell,

A chittering, cute, woodland squirrel.

[Gryphon]

Little body, mostly tail,

Killing fury in this tale,

They bounce like a spring, and it might be absurd,

But they eat small children too... or so I've heard.

[Gwaihir]

Tree-leapers

Tail-shakers

Bush-climbers

Birdseed-stealers

Sharp-clawed fluff-bundles

[Peredhil]

Oh! Thy bushy tail!

Oh! Thy rodent teeth!

Oh! Thy flirting ways,

With you I have a beef.

 

You've driven my dog to distraction!

You've sat out on the snow.

You've waited patiently while she leapt at the door

Pretending she had to "go".

 

You'd measured the distance nicely

You had it measured to a "T"

You sat there, sitting smugly.

I opened the door - you didn't flee.

 

With a bound the dog was loose!

You snickered laughter and twitched your nose.

You knew the snowdrift would support you,

You planned it all, I suppose.

 

One hop and a barking leap!

The look on my Lilly's face!

As her body into the snow did sink,

Short of your waiting form - a scant pace.

 

Your arrogance was monumental,

Standing there on the snow outside the gate.

You actually *nosed* my dog's whining head!

Then scampered off, off - at leisurely rate.

 

I'll admit I was convulsed with laughter,

This round you'd definitely completely won.

I guess if you're winter insomnia strikes,

Baiting dogs would be much fun.

 

Oh! You clever little devil!

Oh! You really are so bold!

Oh! My dog is sick and sneezing!

Oh! You've given her a cold!

[Ayshela]

Ayshela collapses in shrieks of laughter, begging in gasps to please not make her laugh so, it makes her chest hurt!

[dragonqueen]

Keeper of madmen and fools.

Thou hast most natural tools.

Two ears, most alert.

Thy flesh, in lush fur girt.

Black nose, so twitching cute.

Four paws scrambling o'er grass and root.

O, wilt thou comest no nearer,

Thou sharp-toothed nutbearer?

[epinephrine]

Soft and fluffy,

Quite the charmer,

Unless I am mistaken.

Inside your head toughts of nuts

Rolling,

Rising

Endlessly piling higher, and you

Left to consume.

 

Hmmm, Hope this counts.

[Mynx]

Evil furry creature of my mind's manifestation

Named after a psychopath who tortured a nation

Smug in your knowledge and mean in your thoughts

Being mean to poor llamas who are demons of sorts

Everyone thinks you're so cute, but I know

That if you could do it, you'd make your eyes glow

 

 

[OOC: Yes, I know it doesn't make sense...but it does to me... ]

Edited December 14, 2004 by Mynx

[cryptomancer]

Wave of Furry motion

Rippled upon the grass,

Such surpentine suggestion

Furry flurry of fleeting motion.

Upon the limb of trees, with glee

My mental motivation unhinged by thee.

 

[Ayshela]

Tail flipping, blur of flight

from point to point along your path

to grab a nut and flee from sight

to add it safely to your stash

a scolding chitter to those who dare

to come too close to gathering grounds

and then you flee to safety, stare

and those who crossed within your bounds

[Katzaniel]

Sniff, whiff! Twitching nose!

Fur, whir! Running, wiggling bum!

Nut, what? Off again!

Edited December 15, 2004 by Katzaniel

[Finnius]

"What fun, those were! What silly fun!

And the next one's even worse!

Before this game is said and done,

My poor voice will be hoarse!"

 

And Nymsy spins and flicks her wrists,

And gives the crowd a wave,

And stops, confuzzled, pulls out a list,

And faints upon the stage.

 

The glass lifts up, the cloth comes with it,

And Nymsy slides right under,

And when the cloth pulls itself back,

There's Nymsy! The Pixie wonder!

 

OOC:

 

Nymsy and pixie are, obviously, out. "The" is still valid, though.

 

Editted for a misplaced comma. Stupid commas!

Edited December 16, 2004 by Finnius

[Peredhil]

The little flying sprite

So wonderfully swift

General's the blue mage's armies

And is generally quite miffed.

[Gryphon]

Blue mage stand-in on wings of light,

Flitting around left and right.

Creating items with a flick of the wrist,

Inspiring poetry, not to be missed.

[Knight]

Fluttering, fluttering, I do not know it,

Small little creature, dancing like a fire lit,

Little wings upon its shoulders flicking quickly,

In its confusion looking sickly,

 

So who is this little, little wonder?

Why does she try to tear my people asunder?

And what is with the look upon her face?

The one that makes me wish to bash her with my mace.

[dragonqueen]

What strange thing is this?

Who knew such one as her exists?

Forsooth, not I,

'Till here I wandered by.

 

So small,

And yet her words enthrall.

I amidst the others wait,

So that, according to her words, I might create.

Judge ye not by her diminuitive stature,

But simply behold, the muse in minature.

[reverie]

27DEC04

 

***better late then never... *tapping streams*

 

 

I

 

Angels' tears fall frozen on the earth

Frozen by the blind hearts of men

-Each unique in it's own tragic melody

Sharpened Softness for the blearry eyed...

Drained white from wasted essence

Searing cold memories upon the heads all they touch down apon...

 

II

 

Cast askew on the sturdy desk of misintention

Running parallell to the matching grains spiralling off it's mantle

Rests the crisom stained warrior.

Laid upon the papers still in need of correcting

The Implement of retribution waits...eager.

Eager to do battle with the papers of the day...

Be it mispelling, comma splice, or hanging participle

The implement waits...ready.

 

III

 

Burning bright within my sight

Her Veil adored by twinkling light

Ethereal Jewel to you we pray

Send not your son on to us prey

A Bow pulled taunt

With arrow aimed low

Endless love or endless woe?

 

IV

 

 

Spare an Acorn

Watch the show

Our forest daredevil

Is set to go

 

Watch the Scamper up the trees

Boughs by bough all at his ease

Feed him soon so he’ll get fat

Our tiny little acrobat…

 

 

V

 

Sugar spun shudders

Fixed in the near of my eye

As whispered wings flutter in the quietists of moments

Though in my turning

I find her gone

Though the whispers linger forever…

 

 

***

 

rev...

Edited December 27, 2004 by reverie

[Finnius]

From under the glass, the sound of huffing,

Though maybe a day or two late,

From under the glass, and mightily puffing,

Nymsy makes her escape.

 

The glass flips back up,

To the Pixie's annoyance,

And cloth covers cup,

For one last performance.

 

Nymsy dusts herself off,

And flutters her wings,

Then gives her hair a toss,

For the illusion of clean.

 

She flits, twirls, then bows,

Gives the glass a hard stare,

Then grins in excitement,

At what she sees there.

 

For inside the glass,

For one good last wheedle,

Sits, not the whole thing,

Just the eye of a needle.

 

OOC:

 

Edited December 28, 2004 by Finnius

[Peredhil]

Push it in and pull it through

Then loop it round about.

Once the threadings done and tied

I'll sew you up no doubt.

[Gwaihir]

mystery-creater

our own riddle-setter

dancing turning, leaping laughing

Mischevous sprite, you are named

Finnius' muse!

 

 

From nothing to nothing,

Yet necessary lack of thing

Without this emptiness, I'd hold

A useless pointed stick!