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Title: Camping
Fandom: Torchwood
Author: [livejournal.com profile] fajrdrako
Characters: Ianto, Lisa
Genre: Poem #4
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine, no claims, all property of the BBC.
Notes: No spoilers, though there are references relating to "Cyberwoman" and a line in "Countrycide". Ianto's voice. Cross-posted to my LJ and torch_wood. With thanks to [livejournal.com profile] damalan and [livejournal.com profile] fatchickengirl for inventing the form.


Camping

Camping was fun, once. I liked it.
You burned the sausages and the
Baked beans were shit. The tent got wet.
Even the dog was grumpy. But then,
Reason doesn't come into it.
We were young, so wrapped up in love,
Obsessed by it, by each other,
Mesmerized by fleshfilled senses
And intoxicated with joy.
Now I hate to camp without you.

~ ~ ~

Fourth in a series following Endings and Beginnings, Notes for Gwen Cooper and Time Present.

Date: 2007-03-30 04:49 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] skywardprodigal.livejournal.com
Just this morning, I was thinking about that scene between Ianto and Lisa, when she told him about looks and the dogs pissing on the tent. :)

Such love.

Thank you. :)

Date: 2007-03-30 04:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fajrdrako.livejournal.com
Just this morning, I was thinking about that scene between Ianto and Lisa,

I always enjoyed that as a bit of background, and I particularly enjoyed it in relation to Ianto's comment in "Countrycide" that he didn't like camping. I thought about it more than it was worth. Had he just gone camping with Lisa because she wanted to? Had he expected to like it an didn't, because of the dog and the rain? Or had the events of "Cybewoman" soured his memories? There could be all sorts of ways to look at it.

Thank you for commenting so nicely.

Date: 2007-03-30 04:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] damalan.livejournal.com
Now that does a good job of showing the shadow on Ianto's heart by alluding to it. I like your poems - they feel so much... deeper than mine. :)

Date: 2007-03-30 05:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fajrdrako.livejournal.com
the shadow on Ianto's heart

What a great phrase. Mushes me just to read it. Makes me think the boy needs more TLC from Jack. A lot more.

I like your poems - they feel so much... deeper than mine. :)

It's sweet of you to say so but, really, they're not. I think yours are terrific. (This must be another meeting of the mutual admiration society.)

Date: 2007-03-30 05:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] damalan.livejournal.com
Makes me think the boy needs more TLC from Jack. A lot more.

And all of it screen time! :)


I think yours are terrific.

Thank you. I'm sure there's something about the praise of the praiseworthy, but I can't recall it. ;)


meeting of the mutual admiration society

No, but you are much more wonderful than I am! :)

Date: 2007-03-30 05:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fajrdrako.livejournal.com
And all of it screen time! :)

Oooh yes, please. I wouldn't argue with that.

but you are much more wonderful than I am! :)

Now you've gone too far for credibility, you silver-tongued devil.

Date: 2007-03-31 04:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raissad.livejournal.com
Well done. I could hear Ianto as I read it.

Date: 2007-03-31 01:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fajrdrako.livejournal.com
I could hear Ianto as I read it.

Oh, how wonderful! All those great Welsh vowels delivered by that mellifluous voice. Thanks so much for the comment.

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