As we wait for people to trickle in I'd like to start getting to know everyone. Hopefully you agree that introducing ourselves via Bio-Poems would be a good way to start.
Please write a quick Bio Poem about yourself using your username.
The formula is simple, just work with the following suggested lines and see what you come up with.
Start of Username
Who is...
Sibling of...
Lover of...
Who fears...
Who needs...
Who feels...
Who would like to see...
Who lives....
End of Username [or repeat your username, or a nickname]
Try to make it something that no one else could say, and don't be afraid about making a bunch of sentences or going off what they think is the topic. These can be unique or as plain as you want them to be.
Since we are getting to know each other, I'll start by sharing a Bio Poem about myself.
Spoiler
Aley
Who is really nervous
about being a camp councilor.
The idea of guiding people
into the dark recesses of the inter-web,
and being the rock when the lights go out
isn't her idea of the best of times.
Sibling of chaos and patience,
she is the yang to Chaos' yin,
but still a relation
when the night is dark
or clothes have to be folded.
Lover of form,
like squares and circles
winding around a sunlit day,
or a poem that has to be
just a certain way.
Who fears failure, but don't we all?
She fears failing after every ounce of sweat is gone
and she's dead in the dirt with only half a job done
but it's more than that.
She fears being called lazy,
or being laughed at for lacking skill
and that's just the cap on the soda-bottle.
Who needs confirmation
that she's going in the right direction,
and who feels that wandering too far away
from the street lights will yield in getting lost.
Stuck in the cold woods in the rain,
but not shivering because walking is hard
so the rain just rinses the sweat off her brow
and lost is alright, as long as this is the right way.
Who would like to see YWSers bloom
into competent people
who won't close their eyes to pain
or turn their backs to discouraging feedback.
Who lives here,
in this moment and time,
dreaming that the next
one will still contain her.
Kitty
Who is really nervous
about being a camp councilor.
The idea of guiding people
into the dark recesses of the inter-web,
and being the rock when the lights go out
isn't her idea of the best of times.
Sibling of chaos and patience,
she is the yang to Chaos' yin,
but still a relation
when the night is dark
or clothes have to be folded.
Lover of form,
like squares and circles
winding around a sunlit day,
or a poem that has to be
just a certain way.
Who fears failure, but don't we all?
She fears failing after every ounce of sweat is gone
and she's dead in the dirt with only half a job done
but it's more than that.
She fears being called lazy,
or being laughed at for lacking skill
and that's just the cap on the soda-bottle.
Who needs confirmation
that she's going in the right direction,
and who feels that wandering too far away
from the street lights will yield in getting lost.
Stuck in the cold woods in the rain,
but not shivering because walking is hard
so the rain just rinses the sweat off her brow
and lost is alright, as long as this is the right way.
Who would like to see YWSers bloom
into competent people
who won't close their eyes to pain
or turn their backs to discouraging feedback.
Who lives here,
in this moment and time,
dreaming that the next
one will still contain her.
Kitty
Now that you've read mine, what will be yours?
