Multifandom Poetry Fest 2020

[minutia_r]

In quarantine? Practicing social distancing? Just really want to stab Caesar? Welcome to the fourth annual Multifandom Poetry Fest, a prompt fest for poetry for all fandoms! Have fun, and if you want to promote it on your journal/tumblr/whatever, you can just copy the code in this box:

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Rules

1) Leave a prompt in the form of fandom, characters or relationships, prompt. If you don’t want to specify the fandom or characters, you can say "any." One prompt per comment. Leave as many prompts as you like.

2) Reply to other people’s prompts with poems. The poems can be any length or form, or no form. Quality isn’t important--the point is to have fun, not to produce deathless works of art. (Any deathless works of art produced are just a bonus.)

FAQ

Q: I want to write a sonnet/haiku/villanelle/limerick, but I’m not sure how it goes.

A: You can find a good list of poetic forms and their structures here.

Q: Can I write fills without leaving any prompts, or leave prompts without writing any fills?

A: Go ahead!

Q: I want to fill a prompt, but someone else has already filled it.

A: That’s okay, prompts can be filled multiple times.

Q: I want to write explicit erotica, or a poem with potentially disturbing themes. Is that okay, and what sort of content do I need to warn for?

A: Sure, that's fine. Warnings are up to you, and choosing not to warn is okay too.

Q: Can I prompt/write original works?

A: Original works are a fandom! If you want, you can specify genre and character types while prompting, like so: original fantasy setting, female elf/female orc, next time I won't miss.

Q: I want to participate, but I don't have a dreamwidth account/I'm shy.

A: That's okay--anonymous posting is on.

Q: How long is the fest going to be running for?

A: Currently, I don't have any plans to close this post to comments--I figure we'll keep going until everyone gets bored and wanders off. I reserve the right to change my mind, though.

Q: Is there a collection on AO3 where I can post my poems?

A: Right here.

Q: I want to participate, but I suck at writing poetry.

A: Aww, you’re probably not as bad as you think. But even if you are, it really doesn’t matter--like I said, the main point is to have fun.

Comments

[minutia_r]

Cyteen, Justin/Grant, flux thinking

[hamsterwoman]

ohhhh, oh man. I don't feel like I can tackle this before finishing the book, but I really, REALLY love this prompt

[minutia_r]

Queen's Thief, Kamet, translation

[kiraly]

Each morning, ere the sun quite dares to rise,
At sunset, when I look up from the page,
It is your face--not his--which greets my eyes,
Your soft smile rising, nothing like his rage,
And every waking moment in between
My pen spins words to words in careful lines,
I need no longer walk the knife-edge keen,
Nor guess at hidden doubts or cruel designs,
So even when old terrors give me pause
A furrowed brow cuts quick, and I despair,
I know you set aside your worthy cause,
My sorry hide entrusted to your care,
I translate dawn to dusk and cannot see
How I deserve this friendship given me.

[minutia_r]

Good Omens, Pepper, peace

[yuuago]

Any, any, the end of winter

[ilthit]

Winter ends in the trickling of softest rain
With a bright sun low on a milky sky.
The scent of it, like a pang of forgotten pain,
still on the wind that's blowing by.
It never went away, that first spring breath
Repeated every year, as hard-packed snow
Lining dirty asphalt - recalling the new death
Of another year, another season's flow.

It will be there still, come that day
When my own last sigh will pass away.

Fill: End of Winter: Sherlock Holmes (ACD): Retirement AU: The First Cuckoo Sings in Sussex

[stonepicnicking_okapi]

Exchanging London for the Sussex downs,
embracing quiet, country cottage life,
eschewing city greys for tweedy browns,
engaging hives and garden, rural strife.
Thick-booted, sure-footed, woolly cocoons,
late winter finds us toiling out-of-doors,
you, directing honey-crafting platoons,
and I, my seedling frames. My eyes meet yours—

I hear it. You hear it. We strain our ears.
Again! The first cuckoo's refrain has sung.
We carry on but feel a warmer sun
on our bent backs. Our torpor disappears.
Now wedded to the soil, a new life’s wrung
from us, for all. And here, our spring’s begun.

[yuuago]

Stand Still Stay Silent, Signe/Michael, oh it's you again

[minutia_r]

Oh, it's you--
dime-a-dozen--
think I haven't heard
the same entitled whining
twenty times a day
at this lousy job?

It's you--
face melting into fondness
fingers ruffling fur
it's me
some ways we're the same

You--
offering a hand
a home
and here's me
too tired to refuse

When nightmares come
tearing like storm-waves
at the shore
Where is my harbor?
Solid arms enfold me

--Oh, it's you.

[elleth]

Stand Still Stay Silent, Sigrun/Tuuri - haunting

[(Anonymous)]

I know I won't stand on the side of a mountain
Spraying ammunition
to still your heartbeat
Stop your writhing arms swinging.

I won't shuffle out on the ice when
it's just getting thin
wondering if it's you, silently
swimming under my feet.

Missing you,
and thanking all the gods
we'll never meet again.

Nobody else I've lost
left me like you did -
the opposite of haunted

[(Anonymous)]

Promare, Lio & Gueira & Meis - Trust

[ilthit]

Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell, the Lady of the Castle of the Plucked Eye and Heart - boredom

[gourmandizingcats]

Tightly, tightly, tightly
Immured within these walls,
I do not stir from torpor
When rain or shadow falls.

Softly, softly, softly
The blood drips in the wood;
I see the passing shadows;
I do not find them good.

[ilthit]

Community, Abed Nadir - time should not change

[simplecoffee]

The Fugitive, Gerard/Kimble, finding love after tragedy

[simplecoffee]

The Hunt for Red October, Ramius/Mancuso, loving each other while loving the sea

[kingstoken]

Supernatural, Cas/Sam, the touch of wings

[gourmandizingcats]

The Lord of the Rings, Treebeard, resignation

[minutia_r]

Nirvana in Fire, Prince Yu, the last word

[minutia_r]

Murderbot, Murderbot (& any), what do they see and do they mean well?

[ilthit]

Original work, any, burrows in the snow

[kiraly]

Stand Still Stay Silent, Aksel/Sigrun L, kind of an ass

[kiraly]

In Other Lands, Elliot/Luke, wing measurements

[kiraly]

Stand Still Stay Silent, Reynir/Onni, don't blame yourself

[kiraly]

Any, Any/Any, cuddling for warmth

[paxilam]

I was browsing and this prompt inspired me unexpectedly:



let me
tangle my fingers in your hair when you sleep
caress your cheek whenever you feel sick
dry your tears on my old clothes
hear your singing words before I decompose.
let me
sit close to you, always knee to knee
grasp your hand so I can never be free
dive through your fervour with my eyes open
place my lips on your core until they're broken.



no fandom clearly referenced but, personally, I had in mind éomer/legolas from lotr :>