In searching for accurate lyrics to the nursery rhyme, 'Three Blind Mice', I came across a website which gave not only lyrics, but also historical origins of this and quite a few other nursery rhymes. Apparently this rhyme refers to three rebellious nobles (the mice) who were burned at the stake by the queen (the farmer's wife). I can't help but wonder why small children would want to hear about such things as a nursery rhyme, so I have come up with a story behind the rhyme that hopefully is somewhat more pleasant, although I did take inspiration from the whole fire idea.
This came to me at different times. So it seems a bit choppy. Anyways my poor poor dragon Tony... *sniff*
Created on a spur of the moment for a dear friend of mine while viewing her artwork.
Eek. i think i deleted the old version by mistake. Anyways if you think being royalty is the easiest and happiest life to live your wrong.... extremely wrong.
It was supposed to be a sonnet, but I didn't write enough lines for it. But I believe it is in iambic pentameter.
I wrote this while I was feeling lonely. Don't worry, it rhymes!
This is the beginning of the story 'The Place of the Wind-Weaver' (working title)and it is much like a prolouge, or a preminition, in rhyme form.
Short poem done for studying rhyme and form, about a poor lazy dragon
A simple song sung by the people of fishing villages within Argone.
I had to write a simile for my English class so i decided to write on The Gypsy and the Sword. Hope you like.
A poem about death visiting a dying person. Obviously thinking about death in a musical sense.
Perhaps some of you wonder how the title has anything to do with the story... Well, this was originally a project I did for a composition class in high school. We needed to write a story in the fashion of a noted artist. I chose the only well-known medieval age writer. I consider myself a dreamer. Thus, this is the story I told.
A short poem created as a caption for the digital painting of the same name.
Murklusia is a place unknown to the reader currently, but this poem describes one area in the large land. It describes the start of a tale of five heroes who set off to save the world from destruction, but what is to come of them?
A song in Atorinth, from Karselen, with the English translation. It sounds much better in Atorinth than English, if you ask me. This song has two ways to interpret it, because 'Amevinreth' is both the name of the Phoenix (symbol of the monarch of Karselen), and the word for wisdom in this language. In iambic tetrameter, if I remember my terms correctly.
When the dragons are driven from an island west of Kingsland, they pledge to return after the island is destroyed. As always, I'm looking for critique.
Im sure you recogonize these. A spoof done on these ancient rhymes for writing class.