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mrcowboydeanwinchester · 1 year

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Abraham Takes His Dog Out Back

dean and jack - 14x20 / 1x22/ 10x23 original poem written for @spnpoetryrenaissance

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Abraham Takes His Dog Out Back

He gets down on his knees in front of me

doe eyes wide, somehow still naive down

the barrel of the gun.

Like a dog stood waiting at my door,

like the bird between its teeth,

like he’s brought me a gift

and the gift is something dying.

I’m holding the gun in my hands

still holding the gun in my hands

how animal is this grief that I will rip

myself to shreds over tasteless prey

and call it hunting.

Why did no one take me out back

with a gun

before I could be the one doing the shooting.

Then it wouldn’t be suicide.

And put me down gently, it wouldn’t be murder.

God’s watching

but it’s the angel I care about seeing this.

Look away.

Close your eyes,

look away.

And still my dog kneels, gazing up at me,

smiling,

and waiting for me to shoot.

#the imagery of this is so visceral for me so. here it is #this is how this plays in my head #spn poetry #spn poetry month #spn edit #dean winchester #jack kline #dean and jack #14x20 #1x22 #10x23 #spn web weaving #dean edit #jack edit #ola writes #ola edits #ola original

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eyelinerdean · 1 year

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spn poetry month: day 3 - "childhood"

having thoughts about hunters and vultures and the scraps of normalcy the winchesters survived on all their lives

#lu.txt #spn poetry month #my poetry #my writing #mine #supernatural #dean winchester #sam winchester #spn poetry #spnpoetryrenaissance #this one is messy but i'm okay with that

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cas-coding · 1 year

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spn poetry month - day 4 - grief - @spnpoetryrenaissance

without by @deans-gayboy

if they tell you

it will fade

they lied

there’s a pit inside of me

longing to be filled with blood

liquid to combat the flames

climbing up the walls

smoke in my lungs

and then i’m like you

and when the beatles come on

my car is underwater

all the tears i produce

more than the firefighters did

to save you

and when he hands me a flower

i crush it in my palm

because the petals look like you

and i can’t cry again today

but i’ll lay wide awake

shivering from the cold

and i’ll wish you were there

and my tears make me colder

did i ever love them?

or did i just become you

and now i can’t look at anything

because you loved it all

and i don’t have enough room in my heart

so you’ll sit in the pit of my stomach

cramping up with every sunrise passing

and i’ll never really know

if i miss you

or if i miss feeling happy

#dean winchester #memories of mary winchester #spn poetry month #spnpoetryrenaissance #spn poetry #spn #supernatural #poetry

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hells-plaid-angel · 2 years

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Writing Masterpost

My Fics

Passing Stranger 🌃

Mature - 83K

There's more than one way to be in hell. There's more than one way to be lost. Sometimes all it takes to change a person’s life is meeting a stranger at the right place at the right time.

Dean Winchester is a brother, a son and a man without a purpose on a short road to nowhere. One night in a rundown diner off a Kansas highway he meets a hitchhiker in a tan trench coat with his sights set on anywhere but home. The two decide to head there together.

Be Not Afraid 🌻

Mature - 136k

The man was dead, and it was wrong.

A lot can happen in a day. A hunt leaves Dean broken, bleeding and clinging to life. In the days that follow, he finds his typical life of mundane monster-hunting turned on its head, as he is trailed by blue lights and radio static. To make matters worse he worries he might be becoming the very thing he's spent his life hunting.

Castiel is an angel with a mission. He needs to keep Dean alive, a task which is more difficult than he had anticipated. To rub salt in the wound, he might be falling from grace. Angels aren't meant to have human emotions but he is beginning to want things.

My Poetry ✨

SPN Poetry Month Complete Collection

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gaytedlasso · 2 years

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I lost my faith.

a gilded angel

fading into a mortal being

melts under the weight of

this soul

too heavy to bear.

.

head lifted towards heaven

with eyes shut -

whether it be in prayer

or defiance

I could not say,

but they never lend their gaze

to those iron-clad pearly gates

.

halo fading into my skin -

scalding anointment accepted with grace

and mourning,

for this holy torment

remains a blessed assurance

that I once had purpose

in this hollow vessel

-e.g.

#this has been in my wip folder for MONTHS but I finally figured it out oh my god #the way his halo melts but he almost looks like he's in bliss #sketch.art #castiel #castiel art #spn art #spn fanart #trueform cas #spn poetry #elliot.poetry #kitchencule #castiellesbian #becauseofthebowties #seraphcastiel #tuserpris #spxcekya

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rainsongdean · 1 year

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a jack poem for his birthday <3

#wrote this is one sitting like two months ago and never edited it so. take that!#jack kline #supernatural #spn #spn poetry #spnedit #shae.edit

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windmillheartbeat · 1 year

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spn poetry month - day 1 - falling: butterfly effect

very brief Cas Poem to kick off the month!

@spnpoetryrenaissance

#spnpoetryrenaissance #spn poetry #did i forget to put the title on there before i took a screenshot? yeah. its too late now #this is not my best work ever btw i have decided i am going to Experiment this month. go crazy with it #just noticed the fucked up formatting bro why does the em dash look like this. jesus. full of problems today sorry y'all.#hopefully tm i will be full of Solutions #day 1

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dollhousemary · 1 year

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#ivy.txt #poetry month poll #i did midam last year so i don’t really wanna do them again #but there are so few mlm rarepairs in spn that i care about 💀

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how-the-feathers-have-fallen · 1 year

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@spnpoetryrenaissance: Childhood

Gold Cigarette House

Childhood is smoking on some stranger's kitchen floor.

(they call it a boys home. this isn't a home cause there's no mom and dad says it so)

Enough smoke makes you dizzy and takes you back to before;

When fire was a simple fear. When you would run from smoke.

Take your brother and— hold the smoke in your lungs to remember why you hunt.

Oh look you've reatched the cigarette butt.

"This is John Winchester. I can't be-"

Run

#icarus' feathers have found a use #icarus' poetry #supernatural #spn #dean winchester #spnpoetryrenaissance #9x7 #09x07 #09x07 bad boys #remember when dean was sent to a boys home for stealing bread and john just left him there. for 2 MONTHS. yeah...

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tiarnanabhfainni · 2 years

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look im listening to the audiobooks that tumblr went bananas over a few years ago to get me back into reading and also because sci fi romps are fun. i am aware that no one else really wants to hear me gush about sci fi but idc my blog my rules

#alternating every few months between incessant poetry sci fi and spn posting

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mrcowboydeanwinchester · 1 year

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Steakhouse

for spn poetry month day 14: blood @spnpoetryrenaissance

cas has so much animal desire in him he is an angel and since creation he has not known satiation. let him forget if what he feels for dean is lust or hunger. let it get bloody. but also, let him want softness

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Steakhouse

I like my men how I like my steak:

Bloody.

That’s why I brand my hand on his shoulder a divine damned red

That’s why I thrust him up against a wall hard while his lips throb cardinal

That’s why I punch and beat and blow until he is pulpy to the touch

That’s why I suck my lips to his skin so the blood soars to the flesh

and he is raw

and he is rare

and he is tender

That’s why when he leaves me it is starvation.

He says he is already empty.

I ask, then, how he can understand famine.

#cas my bloody valentine lets fucking GO #i am excited about this one actually maybe this is another of my favourites #castiel #destiel #spn poetry #spn poetry month #destiel poetry #tw blood #tw body horror #ola writes

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crowleybigbang · 2 years

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Hiiii

I hope I'm still on time for National Poetry Month. The Crack And The Wound

Wound and cracks are where The light crawls in Shining on a soul Letting it grow, go, fall.

So there’s light and dark And all in between. There’s sides and hearts There’s beats and views.

In a less damaged world I would be able to pick I would happen to be on just one side

But here I am the flaw I am the crack and the wound I am the shattered glass Flecked atop a wall Separating and apart Just a crack and a wound.

Sorry, Nonnie! We completely forgot to reblog this.

Sharing for a much belated National Poetry Month (April).

#crowley #spn #poetry #national poetry month #happy sulphur saturday

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cas-coding · 1 year

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spn poetry month - day 6 - shadows - @spnpoetryrenaissance

when the shadows come by @deans-gayboy

my bed was warm

so was the i love you

but the light would go out

and cold would creep in

hollowing me out

watching me sleep

motel mattresses weren’t the same

the walls hummed

and if i closed my eyes

it would catch me

and so i learned

not to sleep

someday they’ll creep in

grab my feet and pull me under

someday i won’t open my eyes

i hope it’s warm when the shadows get me

#pov dean winchester #spn poetry month #spn poetry #spn #supernatural #dean winchester #spnpoetryrenaissance #shadow

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cowlovely · 1 year

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feeling.

#ivy.txt #i just wanna be able to write well. or like. write period lately #i literally have half of the prompts highlighted for spn poetry month coming up pleaseeeee work with me brain for the love of god

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gaytedlasso · 2 years

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Divinity lives within my skin and my love,

I am blessed that you let me worship at the altar of your lips

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“Please,” he says, “I need something more.”

More than life? I ask. Than pleasure?

“Yes,” he says, with clasped hands on bent knees,

“I need you”

.

He spills whiskey into his stomach, smoke into his lungs. He spill blood, his own and others’.

But he does not spill one drop of us, tongue chasing fingers so that he may take what is left of my body from my hand.

- poem by Kath @caskarass

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Stolen moments of holy intimacy between Dean and Castiel

Their mutual worship knows no bounds.

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thigholstercas · 4 months

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Hiiiiiii!!!!!

Welcome to my 2024 all year SPN event!!

🍀 Ok, but why? I want to be more here lol and I reached a milestone, and i didn't realize it, and I'm pretty sure I won't reach another one until the end of this year. Also, I have noticed how we all love prompts because it gives you ideas when you're out of them, or just because they are fun when you're bored or to have something to look forward to or they can challenge you sometimes. Also, I want this to be something that can connect us somehow. Anyway, so this is that.

🍀 How does it work? Well, each month, I'll make a post with a theme and some ideas for you to follow or for things you can work on during that month. It should work for art, writing, amvs, poetry, gifs, edits, or web weavings. I don't know what else could be done, but all of that. The idea is for each month to be different, but we'll see.

🍀 When? Every first. (January as an exception because of reasons). And you will have the whole month to do whatever with it. There is no special day to post.

🍀 Rules? The usual. We don't do incest or any weird shit here. Minors dni if you make it 🔞. Can't believe it needs to be said, but no AI. Tag people, I encourage you to tag some of your favorite blogs in whatever you do. Most love to be tagged in stuff. Have fun!

🍀 Tag? #spn2024event

Love, Allie 🍀🫶🏻

#spn #supernatural #dean winchester #sam winchester #castiel #adding destiel for filter lol #destiel #spn2024event #rowena macleod #crowley #donna hanscum #jody mills #i know im probably posting this at a horrible hour lol so I'll be rbing later

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