Challenge Four: Free Verse
Three to ten lines of poetry were sent,
and the authors wrote whatever they inspired.
Any fandoms and pairings were permitted.
Stories organized alphabetically by title.
But For Your
Misfortunes by Madelyn | Smallville | R
I know you are reading this poem
in a room where too much has happened for you to bear
where the bedclothes lie in stagnant coils on the bed
and the open valise speaks of flight
but you cannot leave yet.
~An Atlas Of The Difficult World by Adrienne Rich
Aelora | Smallville AU | PG
Your heart plays
Inside your veins.
Your eyes are still warm, like beds
time has slept in.
Your thighs are two sweet yesterdays,
I'm coming to you.
All hundred and fifty psalms
~Six Poems for Tamar
by Yehuda Amichai
Mockingbird by Chasethecat | Smallville | PG-13
We sat so close
together on the subway
a policeman walked up to us,
took out his nightstick,
put it under his chin like a violin,
& pretended he was serenading us.
That was the year we loved each other
so much he could have arrested us for it.
~Serenade (Mother Said) by Hal Sirowitz
The Sound of Silence by Shellah | Sports Night | G
After driving the first forty
miles of the morning
you accused me of ignoring you.
Now I'm waiting for the next volley
but it isn't coming.
I've been thinking for an hour since
and I don't know what you meant.
All you probably wanted was to trade a few words.
~ Last Leg by Viggo Mortensen
Bruises of Knees
by Tamalinn | Smallville | R
there are palaces wherein there I have wept
where I have wondered of your lips
where I have crept upon the dirty floors of if
and licked the bruises of my knees there into
I do not give one single shit
for anything less
than my happiest thought
a truer me to see me through
your eyes are closed
and you love me
~LXXIV by Michael Kadela
Yavannauk | Smallville | G
It was taken some
At first it seems to be
print: blurred lines and grey flecks
blended with the paper;
~This Is A Photograph Of Me by Margaret Atwood
The Lucky Man by
Sage | DC/SV Crossover AU | NC-17
There's so much
more between us than this table.
All those years, all those dreams, all those plans.
Guess you know without me saying I still love you,
But I've enjoyed as much of this as I can stand.
So you say you're happy now you've found a new love.
Tell him I said he's a lucky, lucky man.
No, I don't think I'll have time to see his picture.
I've enjoyed as much of this as I can stand.
~As Much as I Can Stand by Bill Anderson
The Tease by HYPERFocused | The O.C. | NC-17
but my tongue breaks
down, and then all at once a
subtle fire races inside my skin, my
eyes can't see a thing and a whirring whistle
thrums at my hearing,
cold sweat covers me and a trembling takes
ahold of me all over: I'm greener than the
grass is and appear to myself to be little
short of dying.
~Like the Gods by Sappho
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