A Ritual
Okay, i was struck by an idea to write a short poem. this poem is not a real prophecy or ritual. i am deeply sorry to any and to the gods and goddesses if i may have misrepresented, disrespected or offended any by writing this.
Sub & Dom
It struck me as the ideal form for a writing exercise i've wanted to try: composing a series of short poems all capable of standing on their own that, when read in sequence, form a kind of narrative for the reader to follow.
Scene from a forest
#3 of poems short poem about a forest going through an interesting time... (this has nothing to do with the 2016 natalie dormer horror film!)
Memories: A Poem
short poem for my best friend that passed away recently. i just needed to do something. she meant alot to me. grew up with me you know, had her since she was a puppy. now she's gone, and i wasn't even there to say goodbye. she deserved better from me.
Castle in the Sky
I felt bad for having spent so long to upload fh 5 on sofurry, so i decided to write a short poem as a gift for all those who waited patiently for me to update. :3 thanks again guys, and i hope you enjoy!
Curse of the Crinkle Crate! | Chapter 1
He picked it up, his eyebrows furrowing as he perused through a short poem, a strange feeling of warmth he didn't recognize bubbling up in his insides as he did so.
Chasing the Sun - Chapter 31: The Memories We Make
_ _this is a common short poem (singular "rím", plural "ríme", english "rime" or "rhyme") in south icelandic. there are many short poems in south icelandic, some are hundreds of years old.
I won't be long, just hanging with friends....
He handed me the sheet he was scripting on, and i found it to be a short poem. "call me this afternoon. i wanted to have dinner with you tonight, if that is all right." "oh, um, well i . . ."
In He Ran 3 - Waltzing Nostalgia
A scrap of paper, which contained a very short poem. "hold the demon idol with great care. a tree in the forest, a person in the crowds, the idol is on a statue. the hell?
Akio's House (Part 3)
(author's note: the short poem that todd recites near the end of this part wasn't written by me.
Filling the Void - Chapter Twelve
Several others had contained short poems, some had only a single word. "fortune", and "strength". as his father had instructed, victus examined each one for a time, then put it aside.
The Dragon In The Dungeon: Blood For Blood
"a short poem, at that." valar growled at me. "story time!" he thumped his little tail against the pillows he lay upon. "it's a poem, valar," i repeated, grinning. valar lashed out and swatted my paw again. "poem time!"