Tiamatus and Snowpearl: Ties of Love
"you are a true poet, tiamatus silverwing, whether you realize it or not. and it's wonderful to know that you are my poet. but your right, i have been crying. i have been crying for some time now.
Albion chapter 1
"warrior poet?" rutger asked. "i dabble in verse," trajan said. "i'm not very good." "horseshit," zevros slurred, leaning forward. "you're a genius, you are." "now, now, my friend, let's not get carried away."
Missives
However, i must admit myself flattered, all the same, that a pious and gentle critter such as yourself would stoop to spend a carefree afternoon with a poor poet and flower fancier such as myself!
Chapter 20: Pride and Predjudice
"some poet you are. "hey, andy's the poet, i just work in publishing. worked... i guess. somehow i don't think my positions around anymore. "wait so you two do know each other.
Someone to Watch Over Me
"you remember the poet from last night?" i craned my head back to look at john and acknowledged that i did. "she's still here. behind that support pillar... you can just see her bag."
the Duet
I don't really consider myself a poet, but i'm taking a class that studies poetry next semester, so i figured i'd give it a whirl. that, and the idea got stuck in my head and i kinda liked it.
A Night's Work
Yes, i know it doesn't always rhyme, but i'm not a poet and this is just straight out of my head and onto the screen.
One Morning
My little poet. i set the pad down and lift the top sheet up and off. that's a keeper. there's a knock on the door. i run up, excited, but right before i throw it open, i hear an unfamiliar male voice on the other side. "room service."
I Ask Myself How Is It I Have Come
I ask myself, how is it i have met, still nowhere near the sunset of my days, (and if this be the sunset of my days, i pray the sunset last for decades yet) with that rare breed of love that poets would have you believe is something only glimpsed but
10 - Holiday Denouement
You see, we met queen elizabeef and her poet laureate, william drakespeare. and we were to set up an appointment to get together with the poet." professor druff laughed quite loudly. "is that what's got you so out of sorts?
Albion chapter 5
The warrior poet." elenna's smile returned, amused and beautiful. "we know your fellow wolves call you that - the warrior poet. we've read some of your verse, by the way." "you couldn't have," trajan shook his head.
The Dog Hole: Chapter 1 -- Everyone's Got To Eat
"not exactly poets," she murmured to herself, but not quite quietly enough. "on the contrary," a voice spoke up from behind, "there is some meaning to it." she turned to find a malamute only a few spaces down from where she had sat.