How close is close enough..?

Okay, so here's the deal. I'm taking a poetry class at my college and one of our alternative assignments (instead of doing a paper) is to do a poem-a-day challenge for April that's based off of this blog. I decided to do all of my poems either from Joker's point of view, or about him and what he might think.

I have five thus far and am now going to share them. All are rated PG, and are written by me, thebetch

Title: En Flambé
Author: thebetch 
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Joker, Batman
Word count: 349
Summary: Joker watches as Gotham City burns... from inside his cell.
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
A/N: This is a poem... a sestina to be exact. Because I suck at explaining, here's what a sestina is, taken from wikipedia: "A sestina, or sextina, is a highly structured poem consisting of six six-line stanzas followed by a tercet (called its envoi or tornada), for a total of thirty-nine lines. The same set of six words ends the lines of each of the six-line stanzas, but in a different order each time." In other words: a bitch to write. Had to do it for Poetry Workshop... and I had to share the madness that it is.

( He's going to go down en flambéCollapse )

No Respect

Aquaman gets no respect,
in a world that doesn't understand
that he can do more than talk to fish.
He can swim faster than a torpedo,
communicate telepathically with any creature
of the unfathomable deep -
which he's seen.
His body is like tempered steel,
almost as hard and natural as an uncut diamond
thanks to the harsh pressure of leagues of water 
that only Superman could probably withstand.
And he's not even from this planet.
Why does an alien,
a being with no natural reason
to exist in this sector of the universe
recieve more accolades
than the King of Atlantis?
The ruler of two thirds of the planet
is baffled by this,
by the filthy nay sayers/
But he harbors no ill will,
is not bitter.
He only watches, a land walker
stupid enough to tresspass
on his domain
as a starved shark circles the shore
waiting for a chance to strike.
If they want to mock him
he won't see a chance to save
them from their stupidity.
From the transluscent, tranquil waves
and below
he knows his people
are sufficiently equipped
to acknowledge him -
especially after this display
of his 'only' power.

[A/n: Hahaha I suck at poetry all of a sudden. Oh well. This is still amusing.]

Title: Interrupted
Author: thebetch
Characters: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Alfred Pennyworth
Rating: PG
Word count: 901
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: All Bruce wants to do is sleep, but every time he falls asleep he gets interrupted.
A/N: Just some cutesy fluff I started in my computer class.

 

 

Title: Musical
Author: thebetch
Characters: Joker
Word count: 100
Warning: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: All the noise translates to music, but the visceral input translates nothing.
A.N: I'm going insane here.... clearly.

 

 

Title: The Taste of Agony
Author:

thebetch
Rating: PG-13 (...the end result of violence)
Characters: The Joker
Summary: After a fight he can't remember, the Joker struggles with the inability to get back up.
Spoilers: None. I draw from my own mental continuity which means that there's nothing really referenced.
Warnings: Some mentions of blood, nothing major....
A/N: This is just something I've been working on, got sick of working too much on it so I ended it. May go back to fix it. But it stands as is for now.

 

Title: Not So Out of Place

Title: Doesn't Have the Heart
Author: thebetch
Characters: Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne
Word count: 100
Summary: All Dick wants to do is say goodnight.
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: Cuteness overload?
A/N: This drabble is dedicated to bradygirl_12 , just because she's awesome and us Pat's fans have to stick together. This isn't the story I'm working on though, this is just to tide you over until I finish the other!

 

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Had to write a few two-line poems for my poetry class, just felt like sharing!

Ask the Oracle

The old man knew he had too many problems

and continued to search the bottom of his bottle for answers.

 

Red, Yellow, Blue

Streaks of primary colors paint the sky

with promises of truth, justice, and the American way.

 

Questionable Occupancy

Litter and debris marks the alley as abandoned,

but the body and bloodstains mark it as occupied.

 

Canned

The drama doesn’t stop when the hour’s over,

even though the laugh track always does.

 

Lost

Deeply involved in shallow dreams

too many people never wake up.

 

Why So Serious?

Why take life so seriously,

if no one gets out alive.

Have a good day!!!!

Title: Tearing at the Seams
Author: </a></font></b></a>thebetch
Characters/Pairing: Bart Allen, Barry Allen, Wally West, Cassie Sandsmark, Clark Kent (brief mentionings of the last four)
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1,162
Summary: After reappearing in Tokyo, and beating up Superboy Prime, Bart slowly starts to fall to pieces.
Disclaimer: I, sadly, do not own Bart Allen. He belongs to DC comics.
Author's Notes/Warnings: The continuity here... isn't really anything. It's during IC, but I may have changed a few details here or there for the sake of my sanity. Mild to moderate angst ensues. Written for the DC Free for-all prompt: Falling Apart