Happy bird day, reader!
You know what happens when I start writing? I spew poetry that may or may not be coherent and only loosely conforms to any idea of rhyme, reason, or proper pentameter. In this case I seem to have produced a transformation poem (do these exist beyond this one?) where everything has 6 syllables! If this wasn't mysterious enough I seem to have stretched a single rhyme to its breaking point (and beyond). I think it actually turned out quite well, the verbal equivalent of one of those pencil sketches where all the anatomy looks spot-on.
For all of you transformationey people that are interested in such matters, the writing that this poem was warming me up for is a transformation themed story compilation that I've been tinkering with. So far it's shaping up to be a rather fun little series that should avoid most of my qualms with TF writing in general. The first section should be up quite soon.
You know what happens when I start writing? I spew poetry that may or may not be coherent and only loosely conforms to any idea of rhyme, reason, or proper pentameter. In this case I seem to have produced a transformation poem (do these exist beyond this one?) where everything has 6 syllables! If this wasn't mysterious enough I seem to have stretched a single rhyme to its breaking point (and beyond). I think it actually turned out quite well, the verbal equivalent of one of those pencil sketches where all the anatomy looks spot-on.
For all of you transformationey people that are interested in such matters, the writing that this poem was warming me up for is a transformation themed story compilation that I've been tinkering with. So far it's shaping up to be a rather fun little series that should avoid most of my qualms with TF writing in general. The first section should be up quite soon.
Category Poetry / Transformation
Species Avian (Other)
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File Size 803 B
Thank you for the kind words! I originally had an even more rigid style, going 6/4/6/4 with the 4 syllable rhymes but that proved too restrictive when I reached the third stanza so I opened it up. The pentameter is a bit flawed in a few places as a result because it was ultimately just too hard to fit it for a poem that isn't being made to be published.
Uhhh... A callous and uncaring transmuter who would find such a situation hilarious even if it was at your personal expense? Especially if it was at your personal expense.
I should just start a business... Be a bird for fifty minutes! People would come and and sign up, thinking that they could have a fun and flighty time for a while, perhaps even pay a few hundred dollars. But they don't realize that they end up as a bird for well beyond fifty minutes. Quite well beyond, indeed. But hey, it's technically not lying! :]
I should just start a business... Be a bird for fifty minutes! People would come and and sign up, thinking that they could have a fun and flighty time for a while, perhaps even pay a few hundred dollars. But they don't realize that they end up as a bird for well beyond fifty minutes. Quite well beyond, indeed. But hey, it's technically not lying! :]
Thank you for the kind words. I certainly agree on those points. To be able to live as a bird and still have a human sense of reason would be the most marvelous thing in the universe to me. I doubt it would work like that though, unfortunately. Having an entirely human mind in an inhuman body almost feels like a worse torture to me than having one's mind altered to fit the shape. My normal interpretation of transformation is somewhere in between, gaining a mindset of an animal as much as gaining a body (you would be thinking through an animal brain after all) but retaining memories and personality insofar as they apply.
Yeah, thats the blessing and the curse of transformation; its never so simple as "poof, you are this, go on your merry way." The concept of the animal mind and instincts but retaining the basic personality and all the memories isn't so bad though; at least I'd still be able to be around my former friends and loved ones. XD
Thank you so much for your encouragement. It's good to know that at least a few people are looking forward to something. I've been in a bit of the slump where writing is concerned over the last few months which is why I started drawing... But with this new project I'll be sure to have some more serious stories soon.
Heh. maybe its time to change from orca back to swan for a bit at the very least. I actually recall reading this poem quite some time ago and enjoying it profusely, but for whatever reason spaced commenting or faving it... It happens I suppose.
I'm... not sure if I would want to forget my past life or not: on one hand, I'll always be a bit scarred by my human life due to various nastiness, though this is merely a quality right now: I'm not here to spout angst. If I became a bird with all my past memories, I might be too jaded to enjoy it fully.
On the other hand, if I lose all my memories, I'll likely be happier for it, ignorance is bliss and all that, but I also forget why I wanted to be a bird in the first place: truely, wouldn't it be tragically ironic if I started wanting to be a human as a bird? (assuming humans still exist after your spell;> )
*ponders* in a pinch, I suppose I'd try a full reboot instead of repair... might not be the perfect solution, but it does sound easier to pull off.
All in all, a fun poem. I do wonder though, what are your main gripes for general tf stories nowadays? I'm guessing the smut aspect for starters, but I wager there is more to it than that.
I wouldn't call it a tf story, but I made a rather long physical description for a werespider not to long ago, which, once I realized its wordy and detailed nature, I shifted its feel to a sort of scientific summary document. I might make a point to write a similar general document for werebirds in the future and pester you to take a look: in particular I enjoy mulling over solid hybridization that takes into consideration biology that's properly compatible with physics (what little I'm aware of on those two topics at least ).
So yeah, I'm also over-detailed and wordy in talking in general... call it a character flaw. But its a wonderful poem, so I thought I should speak up!
I'm... not sure if I would want to forget my past life or not: on one hand, I'll always be a bit scarred by my human life due to various nastiness, though this is merely a quality right now: I'm not here to spout angst. If I became a bird with all my past memories, I might be too jaded to enjoy it fully.
On the other hand, if I lose all my memories, I'll likely be happier for it, ignorance is bliss and all that, but I also forget why I wanted to be a bird in the first place: truely, wouldn't it be tragically ironic if I started wanting to be a human as a bird? (assuming humans still exist after your spell;> )
*ponders* in a pinch, I suppose I'd try a full reboot instead of repair... might not be the perfect solution, but it does sound easier to pull off.
All in all, a fun poem. I do wonder though, what are your main gripes for general tf stories nowadays? I'm guessing the smut aspect for starters, but I wager there is more to it than that.
I wouldn't call it a tf story, but I made a rather long physical description for a werespider not to long ago, which, once I realized its wordy and detailed nature, I shifted its feel to a sort of scientific summary document. I might make a point to write a similar general document for werebirds in the future and pester you to take a look: in particular I enjoy mulling over solid hybridization that takes into consideration biology that's properly compatible with physics (what little I'm aware of on those two topics at least ).
So yeah, I'm also over-detailed and wordy in talking in general... call it a character flaw. But its a wonderful poem, so I thought I should speak up!
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