[187] Pens and Swords
May. 21st, 2009 04:10 pmTitle: Pens and Swords
Challenge: 187, strength
Word Count: 138
Other: I really should stop writing about Org. members or just Zexion in particular, but I can't help it. XD I just find antagonists fascinatingand I can put them through all sorts of hell in fanfics and roleplays and not feel guilty! :D So yeah. I also kind experimented with a poem kinda style. I don't know.
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Elaeus has:
Muscles even great
Stone statues would
Envy
With their poor marble
Hearts
Even has:
Scalpel sharp
Intelligence
Carving, dissecting, creating
From the body of Science
Dilan has:
Eyes that see through
And which tear down
Emotional barricades
Braig has:
Cupid's impeccable aim but
Ares' golden arrow
And Ienzo has...
And what of Ienzo
Tucked Away
Invisible
In his precious library
Books to his chest
Wondering this phrase-
"What is your strength?"
Asks
Their newest member
Flickering and twisting and dancing
Like flames so often do
With his cat eye green eyes
And a mocking-born smile
A pointed jab
Laces itself through
Four simple words
But
His skin is
Dictionary thick
And with dark eyes
He smiles
One of liquid lies and shadows
Quoting what a mast
Once said
To an apprentice
"I have my words
And you'd best
Realize
How much worse
They are than your
Simple
Petty
Blades."
Challenge: 187, strength
Word Count: 138
Other: I really should stop writing about Org. members or just Zexion in particular, but I can't help it. XD I just find antagonists fascinating
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Elaeus has:
Muscles even great
Stone statues would
Envy
With their poor marble
Hearts
Even has:
Scalpel sharp
Intelligence
Carving, dissecting, creating
From the body of Science
Dilan has:
Eyes that see through
And which tear down
Emotional barricades
Braig has:
Cupid's impeccable aim but
Ares' golden arrow
And Ienzo has...
And what of Ienzo
Tucked Away
Invisible
In his precious library
Books to his chest
Wondering this phrase-
"What is your strength?"
Asks
Their newest member
Flickering and twisting and dancing
Like flames so often do
With his cat eye green eyes
And a mocking-born smile
A pointed jab
Laces itself through
Four simple words
But
His skin is
Dictionary thick
And with dark eyes
He smiles
One of liquid lies and shadows
Quoting what a mast
Once said
To an apprentice
"I have my words
And you'd best
Realize
How much worse
They are than your
Simple
Petty
Blades."
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Date: 2009-05-21 08:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-22 01:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-22 02:05 am (UTC)The only thing that I'd like to point out about this one is that each line had a capital, so it made it feel a little choppy. I dunno if you were going for that or not. D: But I thought it was excellent. :3 Good job~