fannishliss

How the Raven Stole the Sun

Does the raven remember
when it spoke to the wolves,
calling out aerial reconnaissance,
cackling the pack to the prey?
( Read this poem! )

[this is an original poem, for my friend roguebitch, who wanted something about women, sex, and aging]

Dare I Be the Peach?

I'm no peach,
unblemished, firm and fair,
fresh flesh prepared to bear an heir--

but yes, I am a peach,
ripe and luscious,
first fruit, juiciest, most delicious.

I'm no green thing, left to ripen on a shelf --
my hour of delectation I determine for myself.

Yes, I am sunlight distilled,
tender rain and tended field,

the flower and the bee,
the well-trimmed tree,
the journey to the stall,
bruises and all.

But no, I don't sit waiting,
flaunting, baiting,
calling all comers
with the headiest of odors.

A flash of gold, a blush of rose:
my qualities are subtler, headier than those --
it requires a deeper discernment to discover
with what pleasures I requite the better sort of lover.

With lips and tongue and teeth I'll suckle in
as trails of oozy sweetness track my skin.  

Fingers delving deep, the sweet flesh drips--
a quiver in the belly, a shake of the hips,

a sigh, an eyelid flutter at such delight.
One last kiss to sticky fingers,
licked clean, tucked out of sight.

Now, as for the pit,
that stony heart, the core
of secret germinations, it holds in store
within, the ideal: the idea

of the tree

still branching out

into sublimity---



copyright 2012 -- all rights reserved.

title: Quotidian
author: fannishliss
genre: poem! also, meta


Quotidian

We might dream of heroism —
something more heroic than
stitching together a seam that was torn,
slathering a piece of raisin bread with butter,
welcoming home a mate after a long day's work,
wiping the tears from a child's face,
surprising someone with their favorite pie.

Dreaming, I've carried my child on my back from the ruins of an apocalyptic city.
But I have carried my child on my back.

Dreaming, I've torn a man's head from his shoulders when he tried to take my water.
But I have answered back when I disagreed.

Dreaming, I've stabbed a monster a hundred times until it stopped moving.
But I have used that same knife to skin a deer, and all winter we ate.

Ulysses fought his way home to Penelope's hearth.

The one I love
never tortured,
is not an assassin,
never ended the world.
His nightmares are when our boy
runs out into the street without looking.

What hero would make a home in loving arms?
A real one, a lucky one, every day.


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to all my fannish and feminist friends, I'd love to know how you read this poem. All comments are welcome!

2009 in review 

( 2010 roundup under the cut )
TOTAL : 88,422 words

title: "lover of my soul"
author: fannishliss
rating, pairing:  pg, sam&dean
spoilers: s6 general situation.
warnings: THIS IS A POEM!!
wordcount: 134

author's note:  this is a scene that just came to me, kind of a "what if" that might have taken place during Sam's soul-lessness, that would have really troubled Dean regardless of how you interpret their relationship.

( read a little poem )

237 nights from Fiji to San Francisco, or
the metaphysical journey from 3 am to 6 am:

Traversing the glaze from dark purple to hot pink,
the meandering path between midnight and morning --

the luminous black that glitters with the glitter
of platinum, chrome, and every starry silver --

night's fullness bursts in pink frost, pale lavender,
ripening to the fuchsia bling bling of flame opal --

again, the gentle glitter of glitz pink, petite pink,
and the lavender green of the awakening soul mate

and the morning is wrapped in last night's sheet

chocolate
hot

and ready for the day to come --



[a poem, from rivers_bend 's nail polish box!]

This ficlet was for sadcypress , who wanted a story in which the Gmail Teahouse Fox was Jensen, and the Monkey was Jared.  131 words

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( "Hermit Fox thinks of his friend." )
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY JENSEN!  and many happy returns of the day!

Title: Women of Supernatural #15:  Meg
Author: fannishliss 
Series: 42 Days of Metallicar and the Women of Supernatural (#15)
Rating: PG
Warning:  POEM.  Watch out, yall, fannishliss is a poet!!!
Word count: ~500.
Pairing/Characters: no pairing.  Demon Meg first showed up in "Scarecrow" (1.11), along with later episodes 1.16 Shadow, 1.21 Salvation, and 1.22 Devil's Trap, and then possessed Sam in 2.14 Born Under a Bad Sign.   Human host, Meg Masters,  was introduced in 4.02 Are You There, God? It's Me, Dean Winchester.
Spoilers: up through 4.02 I guess!
Notes/Disclaimers: This series of stories, ficlets and drabbles featuring the Impala and the Women of Supernatural are being posted as part of the 42 Days of Metallicar, hosted by alias_chick . This is a work of transformative fiction and is not for profit. 
( She is a kind of thunderstorm )

----A poem, containing my obligatory reference to birds. 

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Tiny, white, five-petaled flowers
burst from branches twisted and black
in spring’s newly strengthened sun.

--like fetal hands,
or primitive echinoderms,
or the star we inscribe to make magic—

little flowers, unnamed, almost unnoticed,
twinkling like the fingers of  a nursery song,
toward a future hinted at, hoped for,

and crows, black as branches, cross
the robin’s egg blue above, softly cackling,
guiding their mates toward new nests.

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I hope it brings a little lyricism to your spring.

Castiel says, "Is this poem Fannish?  I don't understand."  (it isn't!)

Well, apparently I joined Livejournal  and made my first post in November of 2007.
So it'll be fun to look back and see what I've come up with in just over a year!

Nov. 17, 2007:  my meta on my favorite Metallica songs and what Dean Winchester thinks of them.

Dec 14, 2007: my grouchy response when Dean couldn't sing Silent Night.

Jan 9, 2008:  short meta on Dean and Giftedness

Jan 10, 2008:  my first posted fic!!  a drabble:  Sam prays
(actually, it's a poem, but it is 100 words exactly)

Jan 18: ficlet (1300 words):  "Taking Care of Sammy"
Dean's pov during s3.  Brotherly love.

feb 11: my seven things meme that is actually seven interesting things about me

feb 13:  another Metallica meta

feb 13: my scholarly meta on Wincest and Romanticism  (so this is why I got a phd!)

feb 25:  my meta on Misogyny  (and this is what comes of my women's studies certificate!)

march 4: the fanfic my seven year old wrote!

mar 18: crack!poetry:  Thirteen Ways of Looking at Sam and Dean (with apologies to Wallace Stevens)

mar 19:  my soundtrack of the year:  Impala Rocks on! 
I don't post songs on the internet, but any flisters who have requests for classic rock, email me at fannishliss at gmail dot com, and I will mail you a Cd with your choice of songs.

mar 24: an actual 7500 word FIC, "Who do you say that I am?"
Sammy is the demon messiah in this story -- alternate ending to s3

June 3: meta on Motherhood and Misogyny in "The Kids are All Right"
Hey, this meta kind of hangs together!  I like it!    I CAN haz mai wmst cert!

July 2:  4135 word FIC:  "At Usher's Well"  -- post s3 hiatus story.  Cursed objects can be your friend!

July 16:  my favorite fic of the year:  "where soul meets body"
another post s3 hiatus story.  This time Sam unlocks his power in a dream.

July 18:  short meta on fanfic and women's intellectual freedom

July 23: pondering Emmys, Acting, and Ackles

sep 13:  meta on RPS  in which I try to explain my constant tinhat squee

sep 18:  my supernatural x Devour crossover fic!!  I am SO PROUD of this story.
Set during s3 hiatus. 4200 words.  "Keep your head down, hold your tongue, break free"

oct 21: my wincon report.  Now I have such a huge grin on my face!

Nov 10: my ginormous meta on Angels in Hebrew and Christian scripture

Nov 18:  ficlet : "Incestuous" -- a Ruby Character Study. 

nov 25: another fun ficlet by my 8 yr old

nov 29: my nightmare with bonus hellstorm

dec 18: my semi-bang, Dancers at the Lake, 12000 words!
I am pretty happy with this, if only people would read it!
It is highly theological in nature, and features Dean and Ruby.
It also has a Great Soundtrack!  Again, feel free to request the cd.
Originally conceived as a rewrite of the fairy tale, "The Twelve Dancing Princesses," which is one of my favorites.

SO THAT IS MY 2008 IN REVIEW.  A dozen cool metas on a variety of topics, plus NINE stories ranging from Drabble #1 to my 12000 words.  I'm pretty happy with this! 

Thanks SO VERY MUCH to betas and to everyone who took the time to comment --
and thanks in general to the lovely internetz and the awesome SPN fandom -- you all rock!