This is the longest poem I've ever written, but I think it's one of my better ones. See what you think.
Mirion is a made-up name; it has no significance besides sounding good to my ears. Hey, this is fantasy, right? Anyway, I'd say this poem leaves quite a bit open to interpretation on the reader's part. What do you think about it?
'The Open Gate' is the longest short story I've ever written. I wrote it as an entry in the L. Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future Contest (http://www.writersofthefuture.com). I don't really think it'll win, but hey, you never know, right? Anyway, although it's quite long, I consider this the best piece of prose I have ever written.
About time I did another fantasy poem, eh? The title comes from the word 'synoptic,' which means (among other things) 'presenting a general and combined view of the parts of a whole.' As always, comments are welcome.
This is a sonnet, the first one I've tried that's come out any good. I'm still not completely pleased with it. The rhyme scheme is ABBAABBACDECDE, which is a little jarring for the reader, but it was fun to try something different for a change.
Hm... the word 'ridiculosity' might apply here. Well, if it were an actual word, anyway.
Arranged in alphabetical order. Richard Svensson, who is an amazing artist, has begun illustrating this piece. His take on my dwarf is awesome, as is the rest of his gallery.
I tried something a little different on the rhyme scheme for this poem - comments on it are welcome. As for the actual content, I think this is one of my better poems to date.
This is just what the title suggests, a poem about the legendary island of Atlantis. I think it's pretty deep. (Get it? Deep? Atlantis? Ha! Yeah, so anyway...)
Well, I'd have to say this is a relatively unexplored genre... science fiction poetry. Strange, yes, but I think it turned out all right.
Like an epic poem, only much shorter... and less epic. Although I found the mechanics of this one disappointing (rhyme, rhythm, word order, etc.) I think it has a good storyline and message.
This is the second-longest short story I've ever written (heh). I tried to do it in more of an epic style, kind of like Beowulf, but I'm not sure how well I succeeded. I think it has some good descriptions in it, though.
Well, this is Wyvern's Library, so it's about time I wrote a wyvern poem, eh? This is a different meter than I normally use, so see what you think.
If our planet could hold a conversation with the empty universe around it, what would the two entities say to each other? Only in the realm of fantasy can a question like this be answered...
I haven't written a story in a little while (I've been concentrating on poems more) so I thought I'd do one and see how it turns out. This one is kind of long, so read at your own peril.
Hero is a poem that I wrote several years ago. It's my second-longest poem (A Magic Show is my longest). The rhyming on this one isn't perfect, but I like how the plot turned out for the most part.
I think this poem has a little more 'meaning' behind it than my others. Emphasis on 'little,' though...
Richard Svensson has done an incredible illustration of this poem, which you can find here.
I hadn't written anything for Elfwood in a while, so I decided it was about time I got back in gear. I think this poem turned out fairly well. It's a story about a woman who is more than she seems. (Updated to fix a typo...)
Pronounced 'oss-TROM-in-ok,' in case you were wondering. Y'know, considering I could have named this thing anything I wanted, you'd think I would have picked something a little easier to rhyme...
I wrote this one a while back, but I still like it pretty well. It's science fiction and it's a little 'out there.'
A fairly short poem I did as part of a writing/art project with a friend of mine. I basically wrote it all in under an hour during yearbook class at school and did a little touching up later, so if it seems a bit rough around the edges, that's why.
I wrote this in high school one day during my sophomore year. As I recall, I started it in my first class of the day and finished it in my last, then made a few revisions much later. I still think it's mediocre compared to some of my other poems, but someone might take a liking to it.
I came up with the idea for this story one afternoon and sat down to write it all in one session. Short and ridiculous.
The Glass Rock is a very silly story, and there is no 'meaning' behind it. You need a little humor every now and then.
I don't think this is one of my better poems, but someone might like it. Decide for yourself.
This is the very first poem I ever put any real effort into. I wrote it years ago, way back in middle school, so the quality of writing is kind of poor compared to my later stuff, but it's still rather interesting.
The Silent Dark is a poem I wrote not too long ago. Comments on it have ranged from 'eh' to 'This is the best thing you've ever written,' so see what you think.
I know, I know, I need to update more. I'm not going to say much about this one because I want people to draw their own conclusions about it, and what it means.
No denying it, this story is a strange one. Like most everything I put on my page, I'm curious to see what kind of reactions it will produce.
There's something a little unusual about this poem. Take a look at the first letter of every line...