A poem I wrote circa 3 a.m. on Tuesday or Wednsday. You tell me what it's about.
These here are a couple of poems that I've posted here solely because Angeline Sim, who has a page on Wyverns immediately before mine (Yes, that's right, the previous artist button up the top of the home page), won't share her poems untill I share mine. So. Two things here; one first is the mandatory Angsty Teen Love Poem, the second is the only other poem of mine that I like.
This is a little poem I wrote while drawing a picture for my character Talis. He's an elf that was an orphan, walked into town all covered in blood, rejected by everyone except a rich half elven woman who hands him over to a kind old lady. Later he freezes the town as well as the WHOLE 5 thousand acre countryside. The poem mainly relates to his past and the garden he owns in memory.
This poems tells a story about a man who gets taken to a land where the unicorns live.
This is the first part of a small poetry book that I made in my Creative writing class three years ago. It's written in Alexis's character, but it goes along the story like of the campain and not the story that I'm writing. Pretty much the dreams that the characters have in the story are events that happened in the campain. So the purpose of the poetry book now is to help you understand what happened in the origional campain/what the 'dreams' are supposed to be showing the characters.
This is an updated story version. If anyone has already read it, I would appreciate knowing if this story is more effective. Thank-you. Updated: October 17th, 2003 - Stupid spelling mistakes! This is my last updated version, I swear.
Lately there have been a lot of demons in my life . . . it sucks, it really does. So I just wrote this thing, and I hope someone will find it okay.
Well, a while ago, somebody asked me on ICQ who I was, and this is pretty much what came out. That was an unusual day. I'm not sure what possesed me to write it, but in a very complicated way, it's really responsible for my joining the Library. Maybe. Whatever.
A Bedouin warhymn. Having fun trying to write a song. Did I so well or did I butcher it? (which I truly fear...)
Here is little bit of my poetry. I am thinking of doing more so please leave some comments.
Now here's a pretty weird experiment. I got the idea watching some musical (I forget which). I thought to myself 'why are there no musicals in literary form? There could be poems instead of songs, but the idea would be the same.' So I wrote a little 'poetrical', as my degenerate mind wishes to call it. It's basically a short-story with a few poems in the middle. Tell me what you think about it. Special thanks to Christina Feindel, a.k.a. Willow Nocturne, for reading it through and pointing out every single error I made (and I made a lot). The quality of this is thanks to you, Willow.
a poem styled after some one from my english class, but the poems are all original.
A Poem I Wrote in High School to Describe how Society was Making me Feel.
This is another 'freebie' I wrote for someone out there... I still hold copyright to these, though! The main character turned out sort of psycho, but oh well.
This is a poem. The storyline is meant to be spoken calmly. And the action line (Starting with 'I') is meant to be read contradicting to the line.