An Ode, To Xander
May. 3rd, 2004 06:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
darkhavensSo, after I posted the first drabble in my journal, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vampirefever responds with "This was really nice, wonder what the ode said...".
Can you see the bloody great bunny that got dumped in my lap? can you? I'm trying to think drabbles, and half my brain is trying to write an ode, in a William-like fashion, but filtered through over a hundred years experience of love and other stuff.
This is what happened...
An Ode, To Xander
That precious boy,
who holds my dead, unbeating heart in labour-callused hands;
That youth, no more a child,
who faces death at every dusk but neither shies away nor hides;
The man, full-grown,
Who still is but a child within his heart, so swift with loving;
My mate, blood shared between us both,
a bond no one could ever hope to break.
My one true love,
whose death will make me watch the rising sun with hope in heart;
That it might take this demon,
if not to heaven, mayhap to a lesser hell where angels visit,
That I might see again,
that precious boy, the man full-grown, my mate, my love.
vampirefever responds with "This was really nice, wonder what the ode said...".Can you see the bloody great bunny that got dumped in my lap? can you? I'm trying to think drabbles, and half my brain is trying to write an ode, in a William-like fashion, but filtered through over a hundred years experience of love and other stuff.
This is what happened...
That precious boy,
who holds my dead, unbeating heart in labour-callused hands;
That youth, no more a child,
who faces death at every dusk but neither shies away nor hides;
The man, full-grown,
Who still is but a child within his heart, so swift with loving;
My mate, blood shared between us both,
a bond no one could ever hope to break.
My one true love,
whose death will make me watch the rising sun with hope in heart;
That it might take this demon,
if not to heaven, mayhap to a lesser hell where angels visit,
That I might see again,
that precious boy, the man full-grown, my mate, my love.
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on 2004-05-03 07:19 am (UTC)Ah ha my dear so you were seduced by my
evilcute liddle fluffy bunny.And can I just say WOW, I'm so glad you were. What an amazing piece of poetry. I think William's days of being a bloody awful poet are well behind him, he's definitely developed talent. Xander must be the muse he was always waiting for.
::snuggles::
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on 2004-05-03 05:10 pm (UTC)Thank you for setting the bunny on me. {{{hugs}}}
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on 2004-05-03 07:34 am (UTC)Can I please add it to the Master List (http://www.livejournal.com/users/whimsicalnotion/114984.html) and later archive it for Xander Appreciation Day (http://www.precious-kisses.co.uk/paranoia/xander.html)?
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on 2004-05-03 05:09 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2004-05-03 02:50 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2004-05-03 05:19 pm (UTC)awww
on 2004-05-03 05:11 pm (UTC)*glomps Od*
Re: awww
on 2004-05-03 05:25 pm (UTC)Fankoo. :o)
::passes you a tissue::
Re: awww
on 2004-05-03 06:02 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2004-11-07 01:01 am (UTC)no subject
on 2004-11-07 01:08 am (UTC)For some reason I just couldn't bring myself to use the word effulgent. *g*
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on 2004-11-08 12:22 am (UTC)no subject
on 2004-11-08 01:34 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-01-11 08:56 am (UTC)whose death will make me watch the rising sun with hope in heart;
That it might take this demon,
if not to heaven, mayhap to a lesser hell where angels visit,
That I might see again,
that precious boy, the man full-grown, my mate, my love.
*sniffles and blinks away tears*
Effulgent.
More.
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on 2005-01-13 05:12 am (UTC)::passes you tissues::
Effulgent.
More.
Hee! Greedy. ;o)
I'll move that Tanka a couple of notches up the to-do list. *g*
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on 2005-01-13 08:46 am (UTC)