Sanctuary Denied: A Hunchback of Notre Dame fanfic epilogue
I believe it captures rather nicely what transpired in hell immediately after frollo fell to his death during the film's climax and doles out a little poetic justice to one of disney's most egotistical, nefarious, and manipulative villains, one who falsely
Les Citrus, Pt. II
#22 of poetry c.2019 the continuing, second-part poetical story of a hypothetical orange farmer. les citrus (ii) * * * here i am for another day, a chance for just a chance; everyone has gone to pray, but i'm stuck in a trance.
Why
?Why? Why have you done this? This terrible thing, a strife to last the ages, or what little left of them. You know what I mean, you the spinner of fate and fortune. This blunder, a reminder of your unwanted intervention, has scared so many and ruined...
Zion: Light of the New Moon, Ch 5.3 Myrh
"how poetic." the human countered dryly. "poetic... right!" beo agreed, "so, if you want, you came come to my room tonight and help fill my 'whole' with some of your white." "i..."
Getting closer with your dragon part 4
You're too sweet and too adorable for these powerful, poetic lines you use to describe me.
The Night of The Tiger: A Short Poem
Note from author: this is a poem that i wrote quite sometime ago...during my poetic phase.
Praenomen & Painted Door
#17 of poetry c.2019 a heavy poetic set based around desperation and the callous disregard of one life's worth to another. this piece took an absurd amount of time to produce, breaking my previous record by ... a lot. i think i'm most proud of this one.
The Promise
Rather than merely post a list, which has very little substance to it, i chose to put it together as a piece of loose-formed poetic content. i am not a poet by any means, but nonetheless, i hope you enjoy it.
Poetic Night
T'was like the moon so high in the sky a beautiful gem to behold in my eye Night in and night out, it hangs in the sky a soft gaze and a quiet light Eternal like the eclipsed night We look upon without much thought But forever has it given us a...
Doggie Do's and Doggie Dont's. Chapter Four.
The rain had begun to turn to slosh and although it was even colder, and wetter to the touch, in the view of the street lamps it looked almost poetic.
The Right Thing
He might get poetic. george wasn't poetic. he'd disapprove being turned into...lyrical things. nicholas gave me a glance. "when did you meet?" "in 2006," i said. "at the hospital of all places." "oh..." his ears jumped.
Can’t Go On Thinking Nothing’s Wrong
Well...poetic alright...at least...sex poetic...i suppose that was the essence of it...victor's poetry of licking over my shaft, though...hhnnnnngh... "hhhpphphmmm..."