snarrymod (snarrymod) wrote in snarry_games, @ 2009-06-27 22:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | free for all, opening games |
OPENING GAMES FREE-FOR-ALL CHALLENGE No. 9 from Paperbacked!
Our next Free For All Challenger decided to do a ficlet in verse! We are very pleased to
present paperbacked!
Title: A Living Hour
Author/Artist: paperbacked
Thing/Place/Action: paper/shore/singing
Drabble/Drawble/Ficlet/Limerick?: Ficlet-ish! 115 words.
Rating/Warnings/Kinks: U – warning for angsty sonnet, though.
Notes/Disclaimers/Betas I genuinely intended to write a smutty version of 'The Raven', and indeed got halfway through writing one, but it was so unimaginably, poke-your-eyes-out-with-a-spoon horrible, I wrote this instead. It's supposed to be a sonnet about Snape by Harry. Apologies to Elizabeth Bishop, John Donne and Shakespeare, respectively.
A Living Hour
The same to you are dusky skies and grey,
They hold no function now, no consequence.
Like shores that ebb and flow, your peerless day
Was swift to pass, long in remembrance.
To know you was to know oneself; like lines
Etched on the tattered paper of the heart
You leapt and sang; yet every muse declines
Wearied by battle, age and selfish art.
I loved you fiercely, angrily, with love
That gentled your caress, filled it with grace
And made we two a world and world enough
For two, a love that lives. Although your face
Is lost to death, the sharpest gall can't sour
The time we loved and lost; a living hour.