whitereflection: (sherlock john watching you)
heavy-handed metaphor

You are in a room filled with
invisible people
they're hiding within the lines
if you bother to read between them
hoping that you will make them
See them kneeling below your shadow
moth-dancing in your brilliant light
singing to you love and praises
just in case you care to
Today they weren't chosen to be
visible people
so they fill all the empty spaces
in your empty rooms
and keep waiting
(tomorrow they'll be special
if they keep waiting)
with you, amongst you
right here.

(dvad 7-27-11)


Apr. 2nd, 2011 02:25 pm
whitereflection: (winchesters diner)
Title: special of the day
Pairing/Rating: Sam/Dean, PG

special of the day

I did not have the pie
the diner said was eight-time champion,
winningest in Colfax County.
I did not eat the cherries
so perfect tart they made you moan
(just like you do for me),
sauce glistening on your lips,
red as some barfly's lipstick.
I did not crumble the flaking crust with that
lucky fork:
the crumbs of pastry in my mouth
came from your skin.
The taste of summer-ripe, homegrown fruit,
sugar-syrup sweet,
I licked from your tongue
(It's the flavor of your mouth
that's the most delicious.)
The filling that's slick and sticky on my lips
was painted on me by your kiss.
But I did not have the pie.


Apr. 2nd, 2011 02:47 am
whitereflection: (supernatural impala highways)
Title: Go
Characters/Rating: Dean, Sam, G

over interstate stretched gunshot-straight
to the horizon
a flat grey graze wound
through the flesh of some midwestern state
your brother called and said, I'm sorry
I'm sorry
can I come home?
trigger-pull firing you, and you
with a stomach twisted into
cloverleafs and roundabouts
until the road ends at his highway-bend smile
a slow curve into will you forgive me
Engage safety, unload
you drove his home to him
you drove home to him
The guns are locked away and the engines that roared
are cooled and silent
not even pinging
Now, at last, you can

fake it

Mar. 25th, 2011 04:26 am
whitereflection: (sam devil inside)
So, IDK my BFF Insomia? Yeah. Least it didn't bring its buddy Anxiety along with like earlier this week.

Listening to http://www.rainymood.com/ the past couple nights. I blame [livejournal.com profile] vesperline (thanks for recommending it).

I still have comments needing reply in my email going back to November 21, I barely comment to you guys, and truly, I'm sorry. I know I've said that before, but I do mean it.

Did my ability to write anything die after last November or something?


Feb. 27th, 2011 07:08 pm
whitereflection: (sam doesn't make a difference)
Another episode of How I Suck At Everything. This time, tabletop gaming edition. Can't wait for the next episode, online computer game edition (part eleventy-billion), coming tonight. Yeah, I know, just downhormonemo, but still. Just would like to do things and, preferably, be good at them, or at least just be able to do them and have fun without having to always having it pointed out that I'm fucking up. (And it bothers me when I try to talk about it with someone, and I don't get empathy or sympathy, just get blown off. Thanks.) Sometimes I think, is this the way things really are supposed to be--40 more years of just kind of being a screw-up? I just, seriously, what's the point. It's too bad I have no interest in children, my own or adopted, so I could at least feel like I accomplished something.

Funeral for my uncle is on Tuesday, at practically the exact same time my dentist appointment should have been. So first thing Monday I have to call my dentist and re-reschedule (funny thing how I just rescheduled last week because their office-closed days changed).

Been a fuckin cranky old woman the past couple days. Just...annoyed by stupid crap, and feeling like I am totally missing something by the way I simply don't care about certain things that others fan so hard they're all but in hysterics. I dunno, I guess, I just don't go hysterical about celebrities, and I still just am missing *something* about the one that like the whole fandom is nuts over--and I don't gush over celebrity couples, so when people freaking go insane about them, I just am like "...um, okay?" I dunno. I guess I'm just too old, too cynical and jaded, or something. And I'm a fucking picky bitch, too--saw a fic posted to some comm last night that if I didn't have a brain-to-typing filter, so *so* wanted to comment "Ohmygod, are you 12 or something?" So hi, I am a horrible person and full of unpopular opinions and bad thoughts.
whitereflection: (sam losing it (all))
The yay is that we got heroic 10m Putricide in WoW last night. It really is a cool thing, and the result of a lot of work. Only two more achievements left for the 10man drakes (heroic Sindrigosa and the Waited A Long Time For This one).

Really, really down today. A moodswing from being up/manic/productive last week, I guess. And I'm worried about one of my cats--Missy (aka cat 3 of 4), the maine coon. What we thought was a mat of fur is an about third inch growth on her skin, and I'm going to have to get her to the vet. Don't know if it's something that's infected/inflamed, or if it's a tumor of some sort.

But also, fandom is just...making me sad right now. I thought it was bad enough to see/hear about such hate for my favorite character, but to know how people are being to each other now...it's just really disheartening. I do not understand the meanness, the hurtfulness, even the swearing at each other. I just don't comprehend it. Aren't we in this for a common love of this show and it's characters? Even if you don't like all of the characters or parts of the show, don't people know how to be respectful and considerate of others, to know that something you say horrible things about might be something that someone else likes or even loves?

I guess for me...well, I'll put it simply. I like Sam Winchester. I like Jared Padalecki. I like fanworks, whether they be gen or slash or even RPF/RPS. I like Supernatural--and I will, I am pretty damned sure, continue to like it. But most of all, most importantly, I like you. There's a reason I friended you all, and there's a reason I keep you as friends and hope you keep me as well. I greatly appreciate that I can share in your lives in these small ways, and share in this common love of the show Supernatural, its characters, and cast/crew.

Please, just be excellent to each other?

Anyway. Stuff I have to do first, but what I want to do is find feel-good, uplifting, hopeful fic and just hide and wallow. Though I also kind of want to see if I have a DVD of Bill & Ted, and watch it and try to get rid of this stupid urge to cry I've had since waking up. I'm too old to be like this--I'm 37 not 17.
whitereflection: (sam we quiet ones)
I hate my hormones. I also hate stupid WoW puggers and being yelled at by such. *grump*

Dunno what this counts as...it isn't really fanpoetry, but it sort of isn't just original since it was for a [livejournal.com profile] spnland challenge. Anyway, for the [livejournal.com profile] spnland_media challenge 004: Frankenstein-IT LIVES! (create a monster challenge).

Title/Monster: Shel (With Apologies to Mr. Silverstein)
Media: written/poetry
pairings/warnings: none
note: tied for 2nd

Read more... )
whitereflection: (sam hope (stars in your eyes))
Title: 'Till It All Starts Over Again
Author: Di/[livejournal.com profile] whitereflection
Rating: G
Words: ~345
Notes: (Spoilers for the end of 5.22 "Swan Song".) Not the coda I want, at all. Just a scene in my head. Title and cut text from After The Bombs by The Decemberists.

After the rockets calm )

The Decemberists - After The Bombs

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