Creative Corner

After submitting his entry, the earlybird spiral who arrived with a swarm of Shifting Expanse miths falls into banter with his cohort that's only half intelligible to other dragons around. Going by the phrases that contain the most Draconic it appears to be a joking argument over the fairness of repurposing old schoolwork even if it fits the required meter. A few minutes later a geartoggle smith with a sheet of parchment (and appreciative glance toward Cedar's headwear) detaches from the cluster and approaches the judges' table. [I]Hello fellow Miths! I'd like to offer up a poem to the Wind! Judges: @Sinjin @Storygeek @SunnyShowers [/i] [b]FR Player Name:[/b] sockmonkeygerald [b]FR Player ID#:[/b] 266129 [b][s]Dragon[/s] Mith Poet's Name:[/b] Tordnir [b]Poet's friend's ID#:[/b] 62652628 [b]Mith Poet (and friend) Image:[/b] [img]https://www1.flightrising.com/static/cms/familiar/art/33201.png[/img][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/62652628][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/626527/62652628.png[/img][/url] [b]Entry Category:[/b] Small but Mighty [b]Entry Title:[/b] Compound Kith [b]Entry: [/b] Miths are a myth, they say (they're a myth) They keep to themselves, they don't share their gifts So if any eye spies a drake in their midst, The answer must be, "He's a myth." Miths don't know color (they say with a sniff) They think of all eyes as elementless Shape is what shows the soul (the pith), Even though dragons say that's a myth. Miths only care about miths, they say (just miths) Them accepting a drake's a ridiculous twist Yet regardless which is asked the obvious, The answer will be, "He's a mith."

[columns] Artemis doesn't respond right away to the Dragons -and the Mith- ready to hand in their poems. She's engrossed in quietly reading and rereading the entries that have already been submitted. But when she doesn't hear the sweet and joyful tones of Isabella or Mistriss Mith she looks up from her papers. With a small frown of confusion she looks around and behind her. Even Cedar and everyone's collective Uncle seemed to be busy elsewhere. So Artemis clears her throat and takes the new entries in hand. @Sommar Artemis smiles gently at the white-winged Imperial's poem. "A simple truth, in what is perhaps the best format for simple truths. A strong beginning indeed." She taps the title of the poem with a nod then sorts it with the accepted entries. With a gesture to the Crescendo twisting nearby Artemis adds: "I will be certain to show this to Poesia when I am done here. She adores all poetry of course, but if you were to cut her I imagine her blood would splatter out a haiku." She says with an amused hum. Then she turns her attention to the koi-scaled Imperial. As Artemis reads the entry her wings start vibrating a melodic, steady hum. Afterwards she looks up at the poet. "I do not know if you were intending this to this to be a song or not, but I yearn to hear these words given voice in song. It carries the steady beat and fearful emotion of a stampeding horse." Artemis seems impressed as she puts it aside. @sockmonkeygerald Artemis buzzes happily in greeting to her fellow Mith poet. "I am gladdened to see hear that old school-demanded material is finding new life. It is practical to salvage your arrows if you can." She reads through the poem with an entertained smile, but afterwards she taps the category thoughtfully. "I'll log this as an entry into "Small but Mighty" as you say, but let someone know if you'd prefer it to be entered into "Just a Mith". As that is our humour category and seems relevant to your body of text." With that she puts the poem aside. --- "Also, our dear Uncle Opa would likely have me remind entrants of the certificate..." She looks around frowning, before picking up a scroll of a pile. [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2982666/1#post_46718316]"...I suspect this is the one."[/url] It's takes a moment for her to log all the information in, but she gets it done. Eventually. Then Artemis sets herself back down comfortably to reread the newest entries. [nextcol] [img]https://i.imgur.com/HvZ2CXA.png[/img] [/columns]

[columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/22939124][img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/229392/22939124p.png[/img][/url] [nextcol][quote=Michel]Salutations, Miths, on this lovely day. I have come to present a sonnet, written by our clan's resident historian [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/51219705]Cliele[/url] for her sweetheart [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/20537559]Cecily[/url]. She assures me that she's much too busy to attend herself, but I think she may truly have just a bit of stage fright.[/quote] [/columns] [i]Hello little Miths! I'd like to offer up a poem to the Wind! Judges: @Sinjin @Storygeek @SunnyShowers [/i] [b]FR Player Name:[/b] Scatterspark [b]FR Player ID#:[/b] 158524 [b]Dragon Poet's Name:[/b] Cliele [b]Dragon Poet's ID#:[/b] 51219705 [b]Dragon Poet Image:[/b] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/51219705][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/512198/51219705_350.png[/img][/url] [b]Entry Category:[/b] Butterfly Kisses [b]Entry Title:[/b] Snowflake Sonnet [b]Entry:[/b] My love would not remind you of the spring: Pale winter lingers in her eyes and dress. Sun's warmth to her does not appear to cling; She brings with her the chill of snow's caress. My love cannot harmonize with the birds; No music in her husky voice delights. Nor would you think her talented with words, So clumsy are the poems that she writes. And yet my heart is warmed by her dear smile As springtime sun awakes a sleeping tree. Her playfulness and spirit bright beguile; The blossom of my love is sweet to me. The garden that my love and I will grow Is springtime kept beneath her coat of snow.

[columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/22939124][img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/229392/22939124p.png[/img][/url] [nextcol][quote=Michel]Another poem for your consideration, dear Miths: this is one of my own composing, based upon a true story. I humbly request that you hold any applause for the end... er, which shouldn't take long, as it's only a haiku.[/quote] [/columns] [i]Hello little Miths! I'd like to offer up a poem to the Wind! Judges: @Sinjin @Storygeek @SunnyShowers [/i] [b]FR Player Name:[/b] Scatterspark [b]FR Player ID#:[/b] 158524 [b]Dragon Poet's Name:[/b] Michele [b]Dragon Poet's ID#:[/b] 22939124 [b]Dragon Poet Image:[/b] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/22939124][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/229392/22939124_350.png[/img][/url] [b]Entry Category:[/b] The Butterfly Effect [b]Entry Title:[/b] That Was Expensive [b]Entry:[/b] Accidental bump, Mother's vase tumbles, shatters. Ten thousand gems... ouch.

[I]A small fae hurries over to submit her poem, the books she carries thumping against her side with each movement. As she approaches, she adjusts the flower crown resting on her head--a nervous habit. She hesitates before handing a page of parchment covered in neat, curly writing to the Miths standing before her. “Hello little Miths! I’d like to offer up a poem to the wind!” Although her voice is monotonous, as faes’ usually are, her crests twitch in an anxious manner. Judges: @Sinjin @Storygeek @SunnyShowers [/i] [b]FR Player Name:[/b] TigerLily009 [b]FR Player ID#:[/b] 542708 [b]Dragon Poet's Name:[/b] Spica [b]Dragon Poet's ID#:[/b] 64653814 [b]Dragon Poet Image:[/b] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/64653814][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/646539/64653814_350.png[/img][/url] [b]Entry Category:[/b] Butterfly Kisses [b]Entry Title:[/b] Wisps [b]Entry: [/b] I’ve always thought that mornings were like wisps But I never knew quite how to say it Although, I suppose wisps come out at night So perhaps that word doesn’t fit I’ve always loved and hated words: My decision goes to and fro Some days, I harness their power and make stories Some nights, I just let my tears flow I’ve always been surrounded by words-- Words and life and love Love I’ll never know the meaning of For no words describe it well enough I’ve always thought that it was all right If I never understood a sunrise But lately, I can’t figure out What’s me, and what’s just the skies I’ve always thought I’d know the words To say when fires burned bright The words to drown the ignorant soldiers When orange clashed with night I’ve always thought I was far away From the sunrises wanting to come along Alas, again, I’ve been fooled and deceived For now a sunrise sings me a song I’ve always thought I’d know how to hide When cold threatened to freeze my tears Instead, I lay alone, exposed to the wind As the sounds of goodbyes fill my ears I’ve always thought I knew so many things I’ve always thought they said love finds a way I’ve always thought I could save things that weren’t even real I’ve always thought that they would stay…

[columns][center][color=#13420c] [color=transparent]____[/color]@Scatterspark Isabella with a giggle began clapping. "[i]Ahh! Such a poem of love! The oppositeness of it! So wonderfully expressed! She shouldn't have gotten stage fright. It's amazing![/I]" The pink Mith gave a slight sniff. Before taking the second scroll with a blink" "[i]Oh! You need a hug! Accidents are horrible things![/I]" After saying so she gave him a hug in a pink flutter. Pulling back while turning more pink. "[I]They've been recorded! Have you picked up your [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2982666/1#post_46718316]Poet Certificate[/url][/I]?" [emoji=gust size=1] [color=transparent]____[/color]@TigerLily009 The pink Mith large eyes filled with tear. "[i]Oh! That is some poem. And that last line Thank you for sharing!" Blinking rapidly she smiled. "[I]It's been recorded! Have you picked up your [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2982666/1#post_46718316]Poet Certificate[/url][/I]?" [nextcol][img]https://i.imgur.com/GMHSXxU.png[/img][/columns]

A tundra steps into the clearing, breathing a sigh of relief as he spots the miths still fluttering about. "Ah, good. I made it in time." He makes his way to a judge and opens his mouth to speak, but hesitates. He shifts his wings. "My work is demanding." He begins. "But long ago, a wind dragon taught me the joys of art and breeze. I hear your winds are harsher, these days." He pulls out a scroll. "So a poem, for those windswept and battered." He blinks. "Ah! The words. I will say them." The tundra clears his throat. [I]Hello little Miths! I'd like to offer up a poem to the Wind! Judges: @Sinjin @Storygeek @SunnyShowers [/i] [b]FR Player Name:[/b] Lethia [b]FR Player ID#:[/b] 177312 [b]Dragon Poet's Name:[/b] Brandybuck [b]Dragon Poet's ID#:[/b] 68208079 [b]Dragon Poet Image:[/b] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/68208079][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/682081/68208079_350.png[/img][/url] [b]Entry Category:[/b] Nick or Nail [b]Entry Title:[/b] To the Lost Traveler [b]Entry: [/b] Something strange can be said, about those nicks of time. Those tricks of time. Those lick quick splits of time. You can never know, really How the bells will chime When swift winds blow through with no reason or rhyme. Was it really one moment That determined your course? One mistake, one decision the source Of all your hopelessness, wandering and quiet remorse? "Nothing's ever so static!" Laughs the wild winds of fate- "Doesn't matter how you got here If your wings still fly straight!" In your feathers there's a wind! Taste the change on the breeze Sure you might flinch at falling, but your heart still believes. So raise your head, take a breath Brace yourself, play it smart Risk a thousand times a failure, For that one shot at a good start.

[I]Teren approaches the judges slowly but confidently. He has a serious look behind his spectacles, but does not seem unkind. Once he has the judges' attention and has introduced himself, he takes his time declaiming his poem, pronouncing every work carefully. Judges: @Sinjin @Storygeek @SunnyShowers [/i] [b]FR Player Name:[/b] Krawald [b]FR Player ID#:[/b] 519364 [b]Dragon Poet's Name:[/b] Teren [b]Dragon Poet's ID#:[/b] 64875616 [b]Dragon Poet Image:[/b] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/64875616][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/648757/64875616_350.png[/img][/url] [b]Entry Category:[/b] Lucky Charm [b]Entry Title:[/b] Origami [b]Entry: [/b] It is time to sit down, Clear my mind and my desk, Set a square piece of paper in place. All that’s left in my world Is the sheet in my hands, And I concentrate, feel so intense. With each fold after fold, With each step after step, To reach goals I must stay at my pace. I will never be fast But I’ll always persist And I will not abandon the race. What takes shape in my hands, With its strong carapace, Is my symbol of patience of strength.

[center][size=6][b]The Penultimate Day[/b][/size][/center] [columns][img]https://imgur.com/2MzM7gp.png[/img][nextcol]"Hmm-hmmm. Yes, yes. Is this working?" Uncle Opa tapped, then shook the metallic ice-cream cone device that Cedar handed to him. "Oh,yes. I see it is. Hello! Sorry to interrupt the festivities. I have a very important announcement. An important [i]time-sensitive[/i] announcement!" "Ahem. Dragons and Beastclans! I am sorry to say that tomorrow is the final day of the Mistral Jamboree!" [i](he paused for sounds of dismay)[/i] "It is also the final day to enter any poetry for the Windsinger. Miths will be here on the Upper Steppes until Rollover on Saturday night to accept your entries. Please allow a few days for the judges to properly deliberate before we announce the winners. During that time, you are invited to participate in the Round Robin Poetry Circle (each participant adds a rhyming couplet to a poem) taking place at Singer's Brook. Remember: hatchlings frequently join this event, so keep it clean!"[/columns] @Sinjin @SunnyShowers @Jorybear @Paintminion [size=2]@sockmonkeygerald @WarriorOfEarth @SunstonePhoenix @magiritsa @Fennecfox21 @GrimdarkRoxy @Darksilverhawk @AWB @Krawald @cartographic @Bxy26 @JustAGamerFurry2 @awanderingprson @Rustea @dragonpals @late711 @Zytolo @FoxyCipher @Sommar @Scatterspark @TigerLily009 @Lethia[/size]