Poetry is Not For Me
I'm not a poet, but who would've known it, that when i feel tempted, i become very different. my name is anthony, best friends name is...well, you will soon see.
Undying Fire
It was published in a celebration of young poets- west fall 2005. rights remain with me of course, no plagiarizing!
I've Never Really Known Pain
And if my name would enlighten you so, it's bliz nightly.i've for years been a fairly renowned poet and you might as well know it, for i've seen my books on your shelves.what's that, you say? you wish to help me feel pain today?
Ragnarok - Prologue
The poets wander witless far away. they lack madness divine. they cannot sing but briefly and of things particular. the world escapes their words.
Where does everyone fit in Kyruku society?
These are considered the average citizenry, workers, merchants, trades, poets and other some such; the everyday folks who live next door.
The Soloist
I'm still not considering myself a poet, but i must say, i'm growing more and more familiar with it. this was another idea that got stuck in my head that i just had to write down.
Completed Poems from Missives
Kinda just flailing at it and seeing what happens, and to that end, i finished all of the poetry snippets from missives, just as a test to see if i could write like a 19th century poet.
Shadow Nova part 4
"well, i am an aspiring poet," i hear her scoff judgementally, "but i am currently employed jamenta, a clothes store at the mall." "so what do you write about in your poetry?" she says feigning interest.
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.
The Cookie
I was bored and felt like a poet today, so i hope you enjoy this crappy story about a journey for cookies! "keep up! come on!" shouted the fox. "put on your socks, pup! before they're all gone!" the fox, named dale, was wimpy and frail.
Fight on Europe!
Ps im not much of a poet, but i love europe and this was inspired by it!
Canvas and Melody - Chapter 3
Obviously they were close, with pandora being good at everything and chris being the fucking poet that he is, there's no way she wasn't falling for him.