Poem: "Drawing Me Out"

[ysabetwordsmith]

This poem is spillover from the February 4, 2014 Poetry Fishbowl.  It was inspired by a prompt from baaing_tree.  It also fills the "Sketch / Draw" square on my 2-1-14 card for the Cottoncandy Bingo fest.  This poem has been sponsored by Anthony & Shirley Barrette.  It belongs to the series Polychrome Heroics.

Comments

[technoshaman]

:bemused: sometimes your reference section is as interesting as the poetry ... everything from charcoal kits to hypothermia ... with the oddly variable weather this year I have to keep reminding myself that a wet 50F feels closer to 40F when on-bike...

[mdlbear]

s/sometimes/often/ ?

*laugh*

[ysabetwordsmith]

Yeah, the notes for some of these are just all over the board.

Wet and wind make the subjective chill factor much worse. A rainy, blustery autumn day is far more miserable than a clear, dry winter day.

Aww, this one is bittersweet

[anonymous]

The shyness of both Clement and Dace tip it over into more sweetness territory though.

I just hope that when Dace is told of Damask's headmates he doesn't accidentally hurt Damask or himself in his confusion and trying to understand, emotionally or otherwise.

Continuing onto the next poem :)

~Angel

Re: Aww, this one is bittersweet

[ysabetwordsmith]

>> The shyness of both Clement and Dace tip it over into more sweetness territory though.<<

Yay! They're good together.

>> I just hope that when Dace is told of Damask's headmates he doesn't accidentally hurt Damask or himself in his confusion and trying to understand, emotionally or otherwise.<<

I have written that scene, and it's painfully awkward.