Poem: Prerequisites
What: A Jossverse poem, free verse, very very short.
Why: for
stultiloquentia, because she always rocks my world.
A/N: I suck at poetry. But it's fun to try.
Prerequisites
You must understand her wrists, her pulse-point wrists, murderous wrists.
Broken, they'd scent the air like cinnamon sticks.
You must taste her kisses, her messianic kisses, Life-Savers red cherry kisses.
Fucked, they blossom and she pops, like waiting champagne fizz.
You must see her sleep, after-sex sleep, picture perfect, surrender sleep.
Sketched, she'll be drawn and pale as paper.
You must fathom her forgiveness, her "you're a man" forgiveness, your treacherous, hated love, tousled in the sheets.
You must love this girl
To kill her.
Why: for
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A/N: I suck at poetry. But it's fun to try.
Prerequisites
You must understand her wrists, her pulse-point wrists, murderous wrists.
Broken, they'd scent the air like cinnamon sticks.
You must taste her kisses, her messianic kisses, Life-Savers red cherry kisses.
Fucked, they blossom and she pops, like waiting champagne fizz.
You must see her sleep, after-sex sleep, picture perfect, surrender sleep.
Sketched, she'll be drawn and pale as paper.
You must fathom her forgiveness, her "you're a man" forgiveness, your treacherous, hated love, tousled in the sheets.
You must love this girl
To kill her.
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My favourite line is, "Broken, they'd scent the air like cinnamon sticks." That's perfect and strange. And "messianic kisses," whew. And I love how he loses hold of his established pattern on the 3rd-to-last line. "Her" to "your." Yeah.
You rock my world. *rocks* Look at me, I'm all pink and happy. (My masterlist is now up to seven.)
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You have too much fun with words to be bad at writing poetry. Also, I think that this is an incredibly good example of fan-poetry because it weaves right into canon, yet is clearly yours as well.
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Silly, silly girl.
Poetry is about word choice and rhythm. About twisting images and tweaking phrases and this is brilliant...
murderous wrists.
Broken, they'd scent the air like cinnamon sticks.
and
Life-Savers red cherry kisses.
Fucked, they blossom and she pops, like waiting champagne fizz.
And then those last two lines.
Pow!
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LOVED this. I enjoyed:
'Her pulse-point wrists.' Little descriptions like that rock my socks and roll around my tongue for days like a wicked good liquor. I don't know why exactly, but it totally does.
'Fucked, they blossom and she pops, like waiting champagne fizz.' And sometimes they turn me on. o.O
'You must fathom her forgiveness, her "you're a man" forgiveness, your treacherous, hated love, tousled in the sheets.' To this I must say: yes!
No sucking here, doll.
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But this is great. I love the "cinnamon sticks" line, and the way Buffy, when reduced to food items and such, is a nummy treat and therefore killable.
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I adore the use of pulse-point because it emphasizes her blood, and its rhythm is like a pulse. Describing Buffy's wrists as murderous is great juxtaposition to the next line, which makes it have more impact.
I like that her kisses are described as messianic and Life-Savers red cherry because they have similar meanings (saving) yet simultaneously very different meanings (something transcendent vs candy you buy in a store).
You must see her sleep, after-sex sleep, picture perfect, surrender sleep. I like how you disrupt the alliteration in the line with a different alliteration which recalls pulse-point from the first line.
The use of drawn in the next line is excellent. It feels like the sentence is saying two things at once because of drawn's double meaning (considering the murderous thoughts in this, there's also the "drawn and quartered" meaning as well).
The final two lines are excellent! I like how the second last line has no punctuation, unlike all the previous lines, because it causes a pause and briefly separates You must love this girl from the final line. It gives that line emphasis on its own, yet it is never entirely divorced from the last line because it is all one sentence, so the two lines ultimately connect.
So I don't think you suck at poetry! This is a really wonderfully layered and beautiful poem to read. Every time I re-read it I catch something I didn't previously. :)
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Poetry, for me, is all about the visceral and making me link things and see things that I hadn't thought about and this does that in spades.
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I'd better stop trying. Just, reading this was an excellent way to spend a moment.
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