Rimentus, Rimentus…
Do I recall of you as
The artist, the writer,
The musician, or the
Great friend you’ve
Been to me? Can you
Tell history, omitting
The passages that
Do not seem to fit
Until it’s pixelated
Into perfect boxes,
Color-coded to a T?
Well, all I have time
For is perfect boxes,
As does FurAffinity.
But best believe that
There will be FOUR.
Are you the artist?
It hasn’t been, what,
Two years since you
Started, but on a scale
Of easy to medium to
Hardest to expert (and
it goes etc., etc.), you
‘ve gone up like TWO
Tiers, and the growth
Of you here is enough
To bring a grown drag
TO tearz. That’s so rad.
Or are you the writer?
I can say that when I
First read Nometry, I
Instinctively knew you
To be a dragon of song-
in-word. Someone who
loved poetry mixed
With vorish artistry was
To me—previously—
Someone… not… heard.
That someone could
Write purer things was
Inspiring, my own fire
Kindling. Then I found
Seek and Hide. To the
Sound of sweet music, I
Sighed, said deep down
Inside, F.A. society can
Use this cuz mfkz 2nless.
The irony, in a land that
Loves visual submissions,
T’was the first time I done
Met someone who truly
Had a VISION. (In other
Words, your visuals put
Visuals into submission.)
In a land where consu-
mers like bland, you pro-
duced something grand.
Damn, that’s exquisite.
What of the musician?
I’ve not seen so much
Of you as I’ve seen the
Former forms of you.
But what I’ve seen says
This much is true: you’ve
A song, an ever-played
Song transcending genre
Rocking your ribcage.
Let it keep rocking, as
I now move on to say—
Getting away, or at least
Trying to get away from
Here these silly boxes
(categorizing you, when
you’re this and more)—
that you’re no ordinary
Run-of-the-mill dragon.
You’re an extraordinary,
Yours-sincerely—some-
what of a dork (but very
clever) raja wyvern!
RAWR RAWR RAWR!
That’s dragon language
To say you, Rimentus,
who I can talk to about
Pen and pad, whether
It entails feeding these
Consumers or feeding
The connoisseurs or sim-
ply feeding ourselves;
you, Rimentus, who I
Can consult when I’m
In a rut, since you’ve
Lived in Mt. Statmass
Longer than I’ve lived
Outside a shell, so you
You know such truck;
You, Rimentus, who I
Am damn glad that I’m
(most of the time) hun-
ting beside and not hun-
ted by; you, Rimentus...
You are someone I am
Happy to call a friend.Merry Christmas
rimentus, since it's already the 25th where you're at.
Category Poetry / Vore
Species Western Dragon
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At the risk of exposing myself, I was really touched by this. Given the fact that I woke up this morning with no plans for Christmas, not with my fragmented family and stuff. So having to read this now struck something tender in me.
Thanks bud, I loved the poem. Honestly if there is one person in this community that I'd love to meet in person to hang out and chill and do stuff together, it'll be you.
Thanks bud, I loved the poem. Honestly if there is one person in this community that I'd love to meet in person to hang out and chill and do stuff together, it'll be you.
Though I wasn't sure whether you celebrated or did activities for Christmas, I've been in a poetry mood lately and wanted to write you something just for being awesome, and for the banner and for all the feedback stuff.
Well then let me know if you're ever headed for Cali. I'll stop, drop and roll from whatever I'm doing and we'll hang. Ha. Cheers!
Well then let me know if you're ever headed for Cali. I'll stop, drop and roll from whatever I'm doing and we'll hang. Ha. Cheers!
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