BLUE SUN ROOM FAN FICTION - HUMOR

BYTEMITE

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Friday, April 8, 2011

Out in the black, in transit between jobs, the most dangerous threat of all is boredom. (Gratuitous poetry warning!)


CATEGORY: FICTION    TIMES READ: 2452    RATING: 9    SERIES: FIREFLY

Inspired by Mal's creativity in Still Flying. No spoilers, I promise.

Also, you might perhaps see why I don't attempt poetry more than once a year. =======================================

High upon the Winter's crown

That iv'ry spire on the hill

the snow queen in her courtyard

amid a world in shards

smiled a secret heartsick frown

and felt the icy chill

Her dresses thickly woolen spun

fur-lined, pure, austere

diamonds dancing in her eyes

and in her midnight hair

She could find no true way

the sun had failed to rise

spring and summer unsprung

alone there was no day

and not courtly play-act graces

nor the finest pretty laces

could melt the spell undone

Through a crystal woods

across the glacial moraine

By north wind an answer came

on snowy mare a thief to caper

(and he might say very dapper)

a regular Robin Hood

From earthly fire browned

tempered steel, grit and muster

known by gunsmoke and a duster

set to wander, not knowing why

underneath a starry sky

that sparkled on the ground

But the world was bitter cold

and beauty often lies

and uncaring sons-of-bitches

kept putting holes in his hide

Though spite had made him bold

and survival was his measure

he was as though bewitched

to see the gardens' treasure

She surprised to see him,

him for once understood

this man blown by the wind

the lonely roads they'd taken

crossed paths as well they should

The land finally awakened

and away they went together

left behind their heavy burdens

over an ocean to fair weather

to a place blossoming and verdant

Overcome by awe

two hearts entwined, pleading

the world began to thaw

pressed together needing

her with sweetest kissing

him sliding up her dress

She found what she'd been missing

he hadn't been looking but found more

The pauper and the princess--

"Wa-ash!" Kaylee mewled. She was stomping up the corridor, some adorable combination of distressed, hurt, and annoyed, like when someone made a comment about layer cakes. "Stop makin' stories about me an' Simon! It ain't funny!"

The pilot chair squeaked a little as the blond man spun around, all innocent confusion. "All right then. I always do aim at least to be funny." He paused. "What stories?"

Mal listened to the commotion above, trying his damndest not to laugh, and put the finishing line down. Now he just had to leave this in a certain shuttle, and watch hilarity ensue. --The smuggler and the whore

COMMENTS

Friday, April 8, 2011 1:46 PM

BYTEMITE


And here's the last of the one shots that I like and want to repost. The poetry in this is, of course, not great, but I liked the joke.

Also, everyone on Serenity writes fanfic about each other. Really. I've determined this from both Mal's fanfic writing efforts in Still Flying mentioned above, and extrapolation from the real world counterparts of the crew members. :)

Grumble grumble formatting and also blah blah naughty blah blah byronic hero blah.

Friday, April 8, 2011 5:23 PM

MYOWNKNIGHT


I must say, much hysteria insued when I got to the end. many a thanks for the giggles.

Friday, April 8, 2011 7:38 PM

BLUEEYEDBRIGADIER


I personally think you should do more poetry, Bytemite! This lovely piece of prose poetry is quite well done IMO, and it certainly would be an awesome hidden talent for Mal to possess :D

Friday, April 8, 2011 7:52 PM

BYTEMITE


The meter is a little wonky, and I think some of those rhyming couplets, well...

But every now and then, Mal gets in a mood where he just needs to mess around and tease some people. What with all that responsibility, captains have to find a way to unwind all their crew and job related worries somehow!

I think it's fair to say that Mal knows some poetry, and given that he's good making speeches, I definitely think he could have a way with words that might lend itself to prose. In the very least, he doesn't seem to lack imagination.

Saturday, April 9, 2011 4:29 AM

ANGELLEMARCS


LOVED IT! Especially it being Mal. I figured Jayne...

Saturday, April 9, 2011 5:33 AM

BYTEMITE


Jayne prefers dirty limericks and song lyrics, easy that way to accompany on the guitar.

Saturday, April 9, 2011 9:53 AM

AMDOBELL


I wonder how long it will be before Mal is found out? LOL. Ali D :~)
"You can't take the sky from me!"

Saturday, April 9, 2011 12:19 PM

BYTEMITE


I'm sure Inara will have it figured out on the last line, and probably by the start of the second verse. She'll be too annoyed with him to notice all the pretty and the more genuine sentiments that Mal snuck in. Which is entirely the reaction he's aiming for.

Saturday, April 9, 2011 11:20 PM

JANE0904


I love the images in your/Mal's poem, particularly 'known by gunsmoke and a duster' ... and of course the last line! Does Wash get blamed for them by everyone first, before Inara confronts Mal at the dinner table and he comes over all captainy and says he makes the rules? Before bursting out laughing of course!

And yes, Mal is much more educated than he appears, just hides it well because he likes to put people onto the wrong foot. See Inara above ...

Sunday, April 10, 2011 7:09 AM

PLATONIST


Mal's a romantic at heart, him sliding up her dress, I like how he stops there;)

Sunday, April 10, 2011 7:41 AM

BYTEMITE


Oh, no. Inara can't confront Mal with this over dinner. Then the other crew would want to READ what he wrote to her (especially seeing how... Off colour his Simon and Kaylee story was). That would be so embarrassing!

It's possible she might anonymously tip off Wash as to the real perpetrator, but Inara will find her own way to retaliate.

Mal is a bad, bad man.

Friday, May 6, 2011 6:49 AM

BARDOFSHADOW


Loved it all the way :D

Friday, May 13, 2011 6:06 AM

BYTEMITE


Thanks! And sorry, I've been meaning to get back to your responses.

How is your Jayne story going?

Sunday, September 25, 2011 11:34 AM

BARDOFSHADOW


woops, never got to see your question. ACITW is on hold right now, due to the computercrash and writersblock, but not abandoned. Been playing around with a few other ideas, but not quite sure where they will lead me.


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