Fallout Equestria: Letters to Celestia - Chapter 9
sonnet asked carefully. i nodded to her, "don't know much about them?" my tone was monotonous as i did my best to keep myself calm.
Snow in July & The Train
sonnet.
Introduction to The Lone and Level Sands Stretch Far Away
And the next thing i knew i'd written said summary as a sonnet and full-on parody of ozymandias.
My Secret to You... (sonnet)
()()()()()()()() yet another love sonnet that i wrote. this is out again to my wonderful boyfriend, and i can't wait for him to read it tonight. thank you for all that read it. give me some feedback please?
Mortality (a sonnet)
A person lives as long as time itself Provided his effect is there to see But lacking progeny he must rely On others' often spotty memory Ideas are immortal, living on To give another generation pause But often they fade out in ages hence And...
Fallout Equestria: Letters to Celestia - Chapter 6
"sonnet?" i asked hopefully. a vicious growl broke my train of thought. _not sonnet, decidedly not sonnet._ _whooooooooooooooooo_! "timberwolves!" futurity yelled. _ _ _what the fuck were timberwolves_?
I've Lost Count of the Homes That I Have Lost
On the plus side, i think this "sonnet, blank verse, envoi" form has promise, it needs a name though. i've lost count of the homes that i have lost. one time too many i've been driven out.
A Mismatched Seaside Heaven
Fredrick was an utmost gentleman and recited the sonnets of the great rodent poets for sadie on the spot, and their love was sealed in an instant. within mere minutes, the pair developed a connection that could not be broken.
Dragon Lover
My Love for Dragons is for eternal I wish I would have it as a house pet Wanting to have one as a nocturnal Riding a dragon to see the skies met Dreams about it, I see myself as him Release my primal instinct as I please Wit vicious...
Moment’s Monument
~ fin ~ a sonnet is a moment's monument, memorial from the soul's eternity to one dead deathless hour.
“OH…MY…GOD!”
Wanting to impress her he was currently working on a sonnet dedicated to her.
The Word in Ink & The Happy Ending
* * * and now that we've taken the first step (in sonnet form, of course), it seems much easier to go on and post something else: a five-part limerick of far sillier status.