Just-A-Stick she/her Posted November 18, 2023 Report Share Posted November 18, 2023 (edited) It was recommended (by myself and Wizzy) that I start one of these... so, here it goes. I would probably put myself under the 'sensitive artist' category, so, I might not want a whole lot of critiquing... Mainly, I hope that my words can help someone out there... I won't be posting all my poetry here, as some of it might be a bit more personal, but, if you would still like to see it, please let me know. NOTE(S): a bunch of them are very long, so I will put them in spoiler boxes to make things easier. please assume that what is here I have written, unless marked otherwise. I hope you enjoy them and/or, they help you get through some things. I also hope that they do not all sound like they are expressively about me. without further ado, I present.... My Poems! Rest Spoiler What is rest? Really? I think about Trying to find it Seems pretty Dang hard It is A feeling Of safety Home Comfort A place where some go A place I can’t go Can’t find Can’t remember Was I ever there? It feels safe? What is safe? I am not Safe To myself To others Why? Am I so Different? Nobody Struggles Like I Do. Lies. What is a lie? A messed up truth? Are humans all lies? We are corrupt People Lies Things will change Get worse Always No rest Ever For me And What would I do? If I could rest? Dream? No- Dreams die They always Die I burry My dreams My feelings My thoughts My only Salvation Is Words Expressions Emotions Transmitted Through writing To help Hurt Kill Die Destroy and Leave desolation Behind them But- If it’s unburied Will they help? Is there someone Out there Like me? Someone who Cares Loves Carries pain And sorrow And hopelessness? Someone who just can’t die But who wants to End it all Right now Enter into Oblivion Light? Or dark? Peace? Or fear? I won’t know till I get there That could be soon Who knows how soon I could find rest But would it really be rest? Soon What is soon? But a whispered False promise Of something that will never come Or is it something that will Come? That will come Soon Soon What will happen soon? Will my life end? Will it continue? What do I want? What do I need? These are questions I cannot Answer I am drowning In these Questions Feelings Thoughts Questions of why Feelings of emptiness Thoughts of death Darkness Relief But not rest Will I ever Rest? Will I be pulled from The emptiness? Rescued? Or will it Slowly Take my breath Poison My heart My soul My mind? Will my life finally End In Rest? I probably won't go into backstory/ inspo here, but if you would like some, reach out personally. @The Wandering Wizard Feelings Spoiler There are good feelings Bad feelings In between feelings Hard to understand feelings Why do we have feelings? They serve a purpose, But what is that purpose? To give us The ability to experience The joys and Sorrows of The wonderful, Terrible, Confusing Thing Called Life. Edited November 19, 2023 by Just-A-Stick 5 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Wandering Wizard he/him Posted November 18, 2023 Report Share Posted November 18, 2023 2 hours ago, Just-A-Stick said: It was recommended (by myself and Wizzy) that I start one of these... so, here it goes. I would probably put myself under the 'sensitive artist' category, so, I might not want a whole lot of critiquing... Mainly, I hope that my words can help someone out there... I won't be posting all my poetry here, as some of it might be a bit more personal, but, if you would still like to see it, please let me know. NOTE(S): a bunch of them are very long, so I will put them in spoiler boxes to make things easier. please assume that what is here I have written, unless marked otherwise. I hope you enjoy them and/or, they help you get through some things. I also hope that they do not all sound like they are expressively about me. without further ado, I present.... My Poem! Rest Reveal hidden contents What is rest? Really? I think about Trying to find it Seems pretty Dang hard It is A feeling Of safety Home Comfort A place where some go A place I can’t go Can’t find Can’t remember Was I ever there? It feels safe? What is safe? I am not Safe To myself To others Why? Am I so Different? Nobody Struggles Like I Do. Lies. What is a lie? A messed up truth? Are humans all lies? We are corrupt People Lies Things will change Get worse Always No rest Ever For me And What would I do? If I could rest? Dream? No- Dreams die They always Die I burry My dreams My feelings My thoughts My only Salvation Is Words Expressions Emotions Transmitted Through writing To help Hurt Kill Die Destroy and Leave desolation Behind them But- If it’s unburied Will they help? Is there someone Out there Like me? Someone who Cares Loves Carries pain And sorrow And hopelessness? Someone who just can’t die But who wants to End it all Right now Enter into Oblivion Light? Or dark? Peace? Or fear? I won’t know till I get there That could be soon Who knows how soon I could find rest But would it really be rest? Soon What is soon? But a whispered False promise Of something that will never come Or is it something that will Come? That will come Soon Soon What will happen soon? Will my life end? Will it continue? What do I want? What do I need? These are questions I cannot Answer I am drowning In these Questions Feelings Thoughts Questions of why Feelings of emptiness Thoughts of death Darkness Relief But not rest Will I ever Rest? Will I be pulled from The emptiness? Rescued? Or will it Slowly Take my breath Poison My heart My soul My mind? Will my life finally End In Rest? I probably won't go into backstory/ inspo here, but if you would like some, reach out personally. @The Wandering Wizard Feelings Hide contents There are good feelings Bad feelings In between feelings Hard to understand feelings Why do we have feelings? They serve a purpose, But what is that purpose? To give us The ability to experience The joys and Sorrows of The wonderful, Terrible, Confusing Thing Called Life. *hugs* They're both very beautiful poems Stick 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just-A-Stick she/her Posted November 18, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 18, 2023 thanks Wizzy! I finished this one about two minutes ago. Be Thou My Vision Spoiler Lord I need you Have needed you Will continue to need you You Are my inheritance My treasure My vision Lord of my heart My protector The song on my lips The verse in my soul Words Fall Short You hold me My broken pieces My hurting heart Even when I can’t feel you hands I know Still you are there Always You Are my Great Father My Living Hope My Emmanuel My Yeshua My Almighty My Creator My Good Shepherd My Jehovah Jireh The breath on my face And in my lungs My Redeemer My King I fall On my face Before your Presence Too great For a mere Mortal to Stand in Messiah Anointed One Shiloh Prince of Peace My Jesus My vision My hiding place My Rock My shelter My God The opener of my eyes My Vision Forever And Always Amen. My favorite hymn for sure. So Beautiful it was inspiring. 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Edema Rue she/her Posted November 18, 2023 Report Share Posted November 18, 2023 Oo, pretty!! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just-A-Stick she/her Posted November 18, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 18, 2023 thank you The Cliff Spoiler If I was alone I would have jumped Thought about the consequences later, Or not at all. You saved me Through my friends Who were there To keep me from jumping Even if they didn’t know it I stayed away from the edge, Though in my mind, I was a hundred feet down, And falling fast, To be dashed to pieces on the rocks below I wanted it Felt like I needed it But your hands They held me back I can be grateful for that now, But then, I wished you would let go Let me fall But you didn’t Your grip never faltered The cliff still comes back In my mind and dreams I sometimes still wish That I would have just jumped Into empty space to end it all In these moments I still feel your presence It is just hard to grab ahold of it But I try anyway My friends help and hold me They mean more to me than they will ever know Yet again, my words fall far short Of how amazing these people are I thank you for them every time I can Most of them will never know That they are the reason That I am still here at all And what they do is amazing They love me and I love them They are my family away from families My home away from home They are safe I let them hold my heart, trusting them to be gentle I want to remember them When I am at the edge To think of them and of you When I come to the end of myself To remember that people do care I am not alone I have them, I have you I have a home with them What else could I need? I need only to remember Big hugs to all my friends I love you guys! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Wandering Wizard he/him Posted November 18, 2023 Report Share Posted November 18, 2023 4 minutes ago, Just-A-Stick said: thank you The Cliff Hide contents If I was alone I would have jumped Thought about the consequences later, Or not at all. You saved me Through my friends Who were there To keep me from jumping Even if they didn’t know it I stayed away from the edge, Though in my mind, I was a hundred feet down, And falling fast, To be dashed to pieces on the rocks below I wanted it Felt like I needed it But your hands They held me back I can be grateful for that now, But then, I wished you would let go Let me fall But you didn’t Your grip never faltered The cliff still comes back In my mind and dreams I sometimes still wish That I would have just jumped Into empty space to end it all In these moments I still feel your presence It is just hard to grab ahold of it But I try anyway My friends help and hold me They mean more to me than they will ever know Yet again, my words fall far short Of how amazing these people are I thank you for them every time I can Most of them will never know That they are the reason That I am still here at all And what they do is amazing They love me and I love them They are my family away from families My home away from home They are safe I let them hold my heart, trusting them to be gentle I want to remember them When I am at the edge To think of them and of you When I come to the end of myself To remember that people do care I am not alone I have them, I have you I have a home with them What else could I need? I need only to remember Big hugs to all my friends I love you guys! * hugs a massive 6'5" or 6'6" foot person hug * 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just-A-Stick she/her Posted November 18, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 18, 2023 (edited) *hugs back with a 5'6" person hug* over here @Part Of The Narrative Edited November 19, 2023 by Just-A-Stick 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Part Of The Narrative she/her Posted November 19, 2023 Report Share Posted November 19, 2023 5 hours ago, Just-A-Stick said: *hugs back with a 5'6" person hug* over here @Part Of The Narrative 5 hours ago, Just-A-Stick said: thank you The Cliff Reveal hidden contents If I was alone I would have jumped Thought about the consequences later, Or not at all. You saved me Through my friends Who were there To keep me from jumping Even if they didn’t know it I stayed away from the edge, Though in my mind, I was a hundred feet down, And falling fast, To be dashed to pieces on the rocks below I wanted it Felt like I needed it But your hands They held me back I can be grateful for that now, But then, I wished you would let go Let me fall But you didn’t Your grip never faltered The cliff still comes back In my mind and dreams I sometimes still wish That I would have just jumped Into empty space to end it all In these moments I still feel your presence It is just hard to grab ahold of it But I try anyway My friends help and hold me They mean more to me than they will ever know Yet again, my words fall far short Of how amazing these people are I thank you for them every time I can Most of them will never know That they are the reason That I am still here at all And what they do is amazing They love me and I love them They are my family away from families My home away from home They are safe I let them hold my heart, trusting them to be gentle I want to remember them When I am at the edge To think of them and of you When I come to the end of myself To remember that people do care I am not alone I have them, I have you I have a home with them What else could I need? I need only to remember Big hugs to all my friends I love you guys! Wowwwwww *screams* I KNOW YOU IRL I CAN GIVE U A REAL HUG *digital hug anyway* 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just-A-Stick she/her Posted November 19, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 19, 2023 *accepts digital hug as a poor excuse for a real one, but is content to wait* 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Wandering Wizard he/him Posted November 19, 2023 Report Share Posted November 19, 2023 9 minutes ago, Part Of The Narrative said: Wowwwwww *screams* I KNOW YOU IRL I CAN GIVE U A REAL HUG *digital hug anyway* Don't worry I'm going to give you all a hug in real life eventually!!! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just-A-Stick she/her Posted November 19, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 19, 2023 (edited) both of us? I have to go to bed now... goodnight. *hugs* Edited November 19, 2023 by Just-A-Stick 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Wandering Wizard he/him Posted November 19, 2023 Report Share Posted November 19, 2023 3 minutes ago, Just-A-Stick said: both of us? I have to go to bed now... goodnight. *hugs* Yes and more people!! Sleep well Stick! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Part Of The Narrative she/her Posted November 19, 2023 Report Share Posted November 19, 2023 20 minutes ago, The Wandering Wizard said: Yes and more people!! Sleep well Stick! Yay hugs yeah stick try not to get distracted by memes this time… night 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just-A-Stick she/her Posted November 20, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 20, 2023 Okay! when was the last time I got distracted by memes??? @Part Of The Narrative 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Part Of The Narrative she/her Posted November 21, 2023 Report Share Posted November 21, 2023 8 hours ago, Just-A-Stick said: Okay! when was the last time I got distracted by memes??? @Part Of The Narrative UHhhhHhh im sure it was at least twice 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just-A-Stick she/her Posted November 22, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 22, 2023 (edited) mmm to true Ok. Artwork. I will not be able to compete with Veil's, but I have been in a spren-drawing phase... Rainspren: @Part Of The Narrative Edited November 22, 2023 by Just-A-Stick 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Part Of The Narrative she/her Posted November 22, 2023 Report Share Posted November 22, 2023 1 hour ago, Just-A-Stick said: mmm to true Ok. Artwork. I will not be able to compete with Veil's, but I have been in a spren-drawing phase... Rainspren: So goood and don’t be ridiculous, I had more practice and credit goes to Radient who taught me everythinggggg lol 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just-A-Stick she/her Posted November 24, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 24, 2023 (edited) Lost Spoiler I stumble Down a Long Endless Passageway Never seeing the end It is dark So dark Cold Lonely I know a way To leave Forever To never go back Or forward To escape But I am lost I have no cliff high enough No knife sharp enough No rope thick enough No will strong enough This is a different kind of death I am dead Inside There is nothing to live for, so I am dead I feel dead Act dead Wish to be dead If I just- But no, I will not- Or, cannot I stumble Endlessly Down these trails Of thought I circulate Over And Over A never ending cycle Dead to the world. Dead to myself. Lost Lost Lost Forever. Escape? What would I know of this? It haunts me Looms over My head A Shadow A false Promise That Never Will come True The darkness It consumes Me Have I embraced it? Why does it dwell Inside Me? What is light? What is peace? Joy? Laughter? When? When was the last time? I was truly Happy? God, I feel Numb Empty Lost Am I still Your child? Too lost To find Those Hands That hold Me The world The broken Pieces Of life As we know it Scattered Left For dead In your Palm Are you not Strong? Loving? Present? Then why? Why can We not feel you? Why can I Not feel you? You are there? Then why Why can’t I Just Believe? Trust? Rest? Your arms Hold me Tighter They Catch Me When I Fall I fall So often I fall The meaning of life It escapes me Will you? Let me see? Open my blind eyes? Rescue me? So that I Am No longer Lost? I I want To make A difference In the world In my life In the lives of Others Who might- Just might Remember me If I survive the fall If I get found If I can finally See The World Again Untainted Like a child Again Was I Once so young? Innocent? Without burdens? Without this load that I carry Everywhere? It is bound With unbreakable Chains To my back Shoulders Heart Will I ever be truly Free? Found? Loved? Freedom What is freedom? Able to choose For yourself? To make mistakes? And for it to be All your own fault? It that the way Of not taking Responsibility? The word Echoes in My head Wondering If it Is good Or bad Found What is found? Found is something I am not Will never be Unless Unless you Pull me from my darkness Change me Inside and out To be yours again Like I once was Like I want to be Again Loved? I am learning To love To accept love To love You To be loved by You It is A struggle An uphill climb A part of life But I am learning There is grace Maybe, Someday, I will Finally Be Found I am apprehensive (to say the least) about posting this, as it is very personal, but I think I should do it anyway. And this one. Chains Spoiler I have chains Attached to my heart And my mind, weighing me down They loosen And constrict But never fall off They feel a part of me And I wonder what life would be like without them But they are my protection My armor I feel safe within these chains They are heavy, yes, Hard to cary, yes, Painful, sometimes, But part of me I cannot lose a part of me I have accepted that I carry these chains That escape is unlikely I know they might get bigger Or heavier Or harder to handle If I am handling them at all But, I have made peace- If you can call it that With them They have names Depression Anxiety Loneliness Fear Anger Emptiness And many more I do not always call them by these names But when I do They sometimes feel lighter But, sometimes they feel heavier And other things creep in To try and ease the weight Of these chains Bad things Painful things I struggle to keep them out, But armor is heavy Hard to maneuver in Helpless against the tiny things That seep in To destroy me And all I love and hold dear Maybe, someday They will be lifted But I cannot see myself without them It is a picture I can never see In my mind, or anywhere else But, someday They will break It is only a matter of time Till my Chains Break And I am Free Thank you everyone who reads my ramblings Edited November 24, 2023 by Just-A-Stick 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Edema Rue she/her Posted November 24, 2023 Report Share Posted November 24, 2023 12 hours ago, Just-A-Stick said: Lost Reveal hidden contents I stumble Down a Long Endless Passageway Never seeing the end It is dark So dark Cold Lonely I know a way To leave Forever To never go back Or forward To escape But I am lost I have no cliff high enough No knife sharp enough No rope thick enough No will strong enough This is a different kind of death I am dead Inside There is nothing to live for, so I am dead I feel dead Act dead Wish to be dead If I just- But no, I will not- Or, cannot I stumble Endlessly Down these trails Of thought I circulate Over And Over A never ending cycle Dead to the world. Dead to myself. Lost Lost Lost Forever. Escape? What would I know of this? It haunts me Looms over My head A Shadow A false Promise That Never Will come True The darkness It consumes Me Have I embraced it? Why does it dwell Inside Me? What is light? What is peace? Joy? Laughter? When? When was the last time? I was truly Happy? God, I feel Numb Empty Lost Am I still Your child? Too lost To find Those Hands That hold Me The world The broken Pieces Of life As we know it Scattered Left For dead In your Palm Are you not Strong? Loving? Present? Then why? Why can We not feel you? Why can I Not feel you? You are there? Then why Why can’t I Just Believe? Trust? Rest? Your arms Hold me Tighter They Catch Me When I Fall I fall So often I fall The meaning of life It escapes me Will you? Let me see? Open my blind eyes? Rescue me? So that I Am No longer Lost? I I want To make A difference In the world In my life In the lives of Others Who might- Just might Remember me If I survive the fall If I get found If I can finally See The World Again Untainted Like a child Again Was I Once so young? Innocent? Without burdens? Without this load that I carry Everywhere? It is bound With unbreakable Chains To my back Shoulders Heart Will I ever be truly Free? Found? Loved? Freedom What is freedom? Able to choose For yourself? To make mistakes? And for it to be All your own fault? It that the way Of not taking Responsibility? The word Echoes in My head Wondering If it Is good Or bad Found What is found? Found is something I am not Will never be Unless Unless you Pull me from my darkness Change me Inside and out To be yours again Like I once was Like I want to be Again Loved? I am learning To love To accept love To love You To be loved by You It is A struggle An uphill climb A part of life But I am learning There is grace Maybe, Someday, I will Finally Be Found I am apprehensive (to say the least) about posting this, as it is very personal, but I think I should do it anyway. And this one. Chains Reveal hidden contents I have chains Attached to my heart And my mind, weighing me down They loosen And constrict But never fall off They feel a part of me And I wonder what life would be like without them But they are my protection My armor I feel safe within these chains They are heavy, yes, Hard to cary, yes, Painful, sometimes, But part of me I cannot lose a part of me I have accepted that I carry these chains That escape is unlikely I know they might get bigger Or heavier Or harder to handle If I am handling them at all But, I have made peace- If you can call it that With them They have names Depression Anxiety Loneliness Fear Anger Emptiness And many more I do not always call them by these names But when I do They sometimes feel lighter But, sometimes they feel heavier And other things creep in To try and ease the weight Of these chains Bad things Painful things I struggle to keep them out, But armor is heavy Hard to maneuver in Helpless against the tiny things That seep in To destroy me And all I love and hold dear Maybe, someday They will be lifted But I cannot see myself without them It is a picture I can never see In my mind, or anywhere else But, someday They will break It is only a matter of time Till my Chains Break And I am Free Thank you everyone who reads my ramblings Those are so beautiful, dear Stick. *great big hugs* Keep hoping, okay? I know it’s dark and jumbled and messy right now, but I promise it gets better. I promise, it won’t always hurt so much or so long or in such a lonely way. There are always people who will listen. (I have a google doc that’s a solid 60 or so pages of things with a similar theme. I’m right here with you) 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just-A-Stick she/her Posted November 24, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 24, 2023 4 minutes ago, Edema Rue said: Those are so beautiful, dear Stick. *great big hugs* Keep hoping, okay? I know it’s dark and jumbled and messy right now, but I promise it gets better. I promise, it won’t always hurt so much or so long or in such a lonely way. There are always people who will listen. (I have a google doc that’s a solid 60 or so pages of things with a similar theme. I’m right here with you) I... I will try. Thank you 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Edema Rue she/her Posted November 24, 2023 Report Share Posted November 24, 2023 12 minutes ago, Just-A-Stick said: I... I will try. Thank you We’re always here. My PM’s are always open too, whether you need an ear to listen or to complain about how MERP ISNT ACTUALLY AS CUTE AS EVERYONE THINKS HE IS or whatever 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just-A-Stick she/her Posted November 24, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 24, 2023 I will keep that in mind 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Wandering Wizard he/him Posted November 24, 2023 Report Share Posted November 24, 2023 13 minutes ago, Edema Rue said: We’re always here. My PM’s are always open too, whether you need an ear to listen or to complain about how MERP ISNT ACTUALLY AS CUTE AS EVERYONE THINKS HE IS or whatever 12 minutes ago, Just-A-Stick said: I will keep that in mind *pulls both into a group hug* 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just-A-Stick she/her Posted November 24, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 24, 2023 (edited) *never wants to leave group hug* Okay. I wrote a scene from one of the stories I'm writing and was super proud of it. but first, a bit of backstory so you don't get lost. Spoiler So, the main dude, (in his POV), is unconscious from a traumatic head injury (courtesy of his abusive dad) He is having a *fun* time in his mind Ok, the real thing. Spoiler Tane was lost. He wandered through the corridors that were his mind; There were rooms too. So many rooms. Tane found memories in some of them, nightmares in others. Light in some and that horrible darkness in most. It was following him and he could not escape. He tried to run but his legs wouldn’t work right. He felt like he was running through quicksand. Sinking deeper all the time. He had lost himself; somewhere in those long, dark hallways, he had ceased to exist. He was once again that scared little boy, hiding from a father who was mad with grief. The grief of losing his wife. The little boy finally found a brighter room. He laid down to sleep with the light, tried to shut the door against the dark… but the darkness was strong. Too strong. It came like a thick black fog, rolling through the room, blanketing everything in sight. It stretched out smokey tendrils toward him, creeping ever nearer. Tane grabbed a lanturn off the wall and held it high, trying to banish the dark. The darkness laughed; a sound that was bone chilling, like the sound of crumbling cities; a blade sinking into flesh; a woman’s muffled scream; a drunk man's ravings; the sound of a thousand horrible deeds each worse than the last. Darkness reached out and, almost casually, snuffed out the remaining light. The icy tendrils reached out to grab him, locking him away with cold clammy fingers. He tried to scream, but all that came out was a garbled croak. The darkness shoved tendrils into his mouth, and down his throat, cutting off his air. He gasped and struggled, his body a mass of pain, but to no avail. The darkness became him and he was the darkness. Tane was trapped with no hope of escape. Then, suddenly, a warm solid thing touched his face. He was able to breathe again. The tears of fear were replaced by tears of gratitude and were brushed away by a gentle hand. Gentle words were spoken, but he could not understand them. He tried to speak, but could only moan. The hand reached down and held his own. Warm and safe, the little boy could finally sleep. He did not dream. Let me know what you think Edited February 6 by Just-A-Stick Stupid spelling... <_< 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just-A-Stick she/her Posted March 9 Author Report Share Posted March 9 Hi people... Yesterday I was feeling arty... So I messed around with some fine line pen things... On a lil envelope... here it is The front And the back.. Then... I was looking through my camera roll on my phone and found some absolutely gorgeous pansies They were practically begging to be painted with watercolor. I'll just say this. I'm not a painter, but I like to mess around. Here's the first attempt at a pansy And here is the reference for that one. And here is my second attempt And the reference for that one And the THIRD AND I THINK BEST PANSY! And the reference for this one puts it to shame, but here it is anyway So, that's what I did... I enjoyed it... 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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