an experiment
Oct. 26th, 2009 02:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So I am rather loving places like http://finallyseeing.tumblr.com/ and especially especially this http://pleasefindthis.blogspot.com/ and have pondered I would like to do something like that--prose and poetry (prosetry?) inspired by images. In mulling over what I could use to try this sort of thing on my own, it sort of occurred to me why not icons, since I spend so much time finding/obsessing over/hoarding them and usually have some sort of feeling/meaning for most. Not all of them would be good for that sort of thing, but at least some. And then I thought maybe I'd try the same for the occasional Show screenshot, just because.
Thus I'm calling it my 'Spn icon/screenshot poetry project" just because it sounds good in my head. It'll maybe help get the rusty brain wheels moving once in a while, plus give me a way of channeling my stupid fannishness.
(icon by
nyaubaby)

don't be scared of the dark or the things that go bump in the night
fear instead what lurks in the shadows within yourself
5x01

This street is a million miles wide
split open by a canyon-chasm of words between us
I'm going to build a bridge
so you can tell me not to cross it.
5x02

It was beautiful where we said goodbye
a crescendo of green and gold trumpeted to the heavens that I don't remember seeing
My eyes are filled only with a last glimpse of you
serious, silent, not calling me to come back
And all that I hear is my heart beating:
I'm leaving
I'm leaving you
Please don't let me leave I don't want to go
Thus I'm calling it my 'Spn icon/screenshot poetry project" just because it sounds good in my head. It'll maybe help get the rusty brain wheels moving once in a while, plus give me a way of channeling my stupid fannishness.
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don't be scared of the dark or the things that go bump in the night
fear instead what lurks in the shadows within yourself
5x01
This street is a million miles wide
split open by a canyon-chasm of words between us
I'm going to build a bridge
so you can tell me not to cross it.
5x02
It was beautiful where we said goodbye
a crescendo of green and gold trumpeted to the heavens that I don't remember seeing
My eyes are filled only with a last glimpse of you
serious, silent, not calling me to come back
And all that I hear is my heart beating:
I'm leaving
I'm leaving you
Please don't let me leave I don't want to go