416: Heraldic Shield 🛡️🌲
#CoatOfArms #KnightShield #Metalwork #Escutcheon #Grech
by #ChatGPT (#AIArt #AnimeArt #AnimeAI)
a wild mountain cat stares
famished predators scatter
— escutcheon, proud kin
#escutcheon
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In chambers of #caprice judge
a young man faced his fate.
A #sonorous truth he spoke—
he prayed his words held weight.
Under judge’s #scrutiny,
his #escutcheon cracked apart—
a family shield now fractured,
exposing his guarded heart.
Bear You are threaded through the night like teeth. You are written in the stars, both large and small, demurely but grave. Even when you are little, you still reach above the north wind, polar-pawed. You are brandished on escutcheons and herald’s shields for your utmost bravery and strength. Pomp and ceremony, the stately armor of death. You are the god of the hunt; fair maidens, in devotion and ritual, marry their spirit to yours. All creatures flee before your forestfire-wisdom; unparalleled is the grace with which you deliver the fatal blow. I followed a trail of blood and found you. I undressed myself on Callisto’s altar, banished into your sky. You can kill me with your bare hands and I’ll worship each crescent nail dug into the raw desire of my throat. Because I like the sweet scent of carcass and fear; honey and clawed guts, slaughter me pure.
for #vss365 #escutcheon ✨ #poetry
Bailey walked underneath the #escutcheon of the government. #Scrutiny after scrutiny, the SWA refused to #sublimate over the alien parts, especially the alien ashes.
"I wouldn't be surprised if these people snorted the alien ashes for youth," Bailey thought to herself. #vss365
" #Perhaps under #scrutiny you should #reinvigorate the #stock with an #extrusion of lemon to #sublimate a #caprice #synthesis of flavor else you #conspire with the #eventuality of becoming the #bellwether of #catastrophe and your family #escutcheon removed." His #sonorous snarl declared.
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Myopic Martin bid for a signed photo of McCutcheon not realising it was a rare antique escutcheon. When it arrived he polished it & stuck it above the fireplace. When told it was just a keyhole cover, he sipped his port and said,
“Well, her range was always underrated.”
#escutcheon
Their once proud #escutcheon
bears two marks of shame
nothing can eradicate,
and we know who to blame -
those second sons, those playboys
who profit from their name
but give no thought to anything
but how to play the game.
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I pressed a finger to the #escutcheon around the keyhole. A fine match for my bobby pins. As I fiddled with the lock, I weighed the desire to #sublimate my skilled hands into more useful work. Needlepoint. Surgery. Then the snick of the lock opening hit, and I knew I'd be doing this forever. #vss365
A blot on one's escutcheon
a sallied reputation
no amount of scrubbing
can clean it away
it’s there on the record
deeply etched for all to see
claiming innocence
an option long gone
that angelic face
that once pulled
in many favours
will never work
in the same way
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#escutcheon
Tonight, the moon in your eyes is no reflection. It is the sun shining through, radiating. On me.
I flush, drawn despite hesitation. I stop, losing myself. I am hollow, a layer of bronze, an #escutcheon awaiting its key.
Is it you? I must know; I reach to you. We touch, we fuse, we burn.
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The storm’s eye-
Covered in
an escutcheon of rain;
Hiding an inner sanctuary
amidst the turbulence...
A place of rest and regathering
A place where we recover
and rise again
#vss365 #poetry #escutcheon
The rusty #escutcheon creaked as Tim slid it aside. He put his eye to the hole, but saw nothing. This had to be the door. How many free standing, #blackmoon embossed doors could there be in these woods? He straightened to knock when it swung slowly open.
#horror
#microfiction
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#horrorprompt
Armor gleamed of beautifully engraved lattice #web #escutcheon which blended seamlessly with the precision of artwork sprawled across each tritanium plate to enhance the lovely destruction of Katya's matching fails as light glittered from the two companies of fallen Silver Shields.
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One does not
See many instances
Of an #escutcheon
These days.
I wonder if and how loud one would be.
(it probably depends on if recently oiled)
Even without the extra
Fiddling with one
When unlocking the front door
The cats have a habit of
Waiting by the door
When I get home.
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On your
escutcheon
gleams
no sword,
no rose,
no noble bear
in stride.
Only a heart,
iron-clasped,
sealed from
tenderness,
a vault where
love beats
unheard,
its silence
your chosen
heraldry.
#vss365 #poetry #escutcheon
Amer reached for the #escutcheon out of habit. As her fingers met the cool metal, it was the weight of the rings and bangles, the diadem and torc, reminding her she was no longer of Yemshvosh nor Shaddusan. The crests of her family had no place with her now.
She was the Almighty Presumptive.
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What are you doing?
Skiff Tugboat: Painting an #escutcheon on my drumkit.
It looks like two crossed spoons.
Skiff, bristles: The one is from Tka II, after we ended the Time War. And the other is--
Peach Schapps, whispers: I thought we told you to never ask about his spoon collection...
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Into the press,
my badge an
#escutcheon
hiding the rough
transition
where I hollowed
myself to
make space.
The guards know me
usher me through.
Klieg lights blind
something else points
with my hand
to the darkness
where they wait
beyond the stage.
A command.
The crowd goes wild.
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Mr. Ken stared at his classroom doorknob. It’s barren and flat lock just didn’t fit. The #escutcheon had been broken during the fight. The dean and vice principal walked by in silence. Damn kids have no respect for history.
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"Looks like sumone put da curse on da #escutcheon on da lock so we wudn't notice straight away," Riz noted.
"Fascinating..." I said with a sigh.
"Dey made it look real pretty too."
"I'm currently rolled up in a possessed rug."
"Always bout you ain't it."
#vss365 #riztherogue
The brass is cold. A film of days gone dust on the lion's cheek. No one remembers the key that fit the lock below. But in the hall-- when the house holds its breath-- a faint + silver tinnitus-- the hum of a name-- erased. A shiver in the metal throat. A escutcheon for a ghost.
Here is today's poem called "Knocking"
#poetry #poem #vss365 #prompt #poetsofbluesky #writing #escutcheon
I regarded quietly
The book lying, languid,
On my bedside table
A wanting, like lust
Crashed in my head
A craving to KNOW
Its intimate secrets
Was I brave enough
To make the first move
To open its cover
That #escutcheon guarding
The knowledge hiding within?
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"What's an #escutcheon?"
"This."
"The door?"
"No. This."
"The knob?"
"No."
"The lock?"
"No."
"The key?"
"No! This piece here!"
"Ah. Can you use it in a sentence?"
"Leave me alone or I'll escutcheon you."
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I thought of my short denim jacket,
One size too small teeshirts,
Shrink fitted 501s as the
#Escutcheon of the tribe I
Wished to join, the
Family that might Embrace me but instead, I felt less real, less
Authentic as if
Cosplaying some medieval
Fantasy of masculinity.
I wish I'd known.
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Flanged flail heads angled off Katya's specifically designed armor to aid in the wide stance and head crush of the first to awaken as she alone charged. Nineteen soldiers formed #strap to shoulder and bore etched #escutcheon of the Silver Shield order. Her grin betrayed excitement.
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you told me
I was important
to you
I dreamed you
I adored you
and that's still true
we hurt each other
with distance
with silence
with the rains
but when storms come
words our #escutcheon
and love remains.
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From the #vss365 jukebox for #escutcheon, this is Blue Collar Man (Long Nights) by Styx.
I'll take those (long nights, impossible odds)
Keeping my eye in the keyhole
If it takes (all that to be just what I am)
Well I'm gonna be a blue collar man
youtu.be/astDDt5OUYM?...
#MusicSky
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Lis & Jay cracked up when they saw Fred’s #escutcheon on his web page.
‘I like the crossed leeks,’ chortled Jay.
‘But not as much as the wizard’s hat,’ Lis said, laughing.
Dad started researching the family tree after watching Who Do You Think You Are? We came from a long line of dockers, but he found a branch for a daughter who'd married a Baron. The next day he ordered an #escutcheon to put over the front door.
Honor est tantum fabula quam homines credunt
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