I wrote this bit when I first met my Highschool Sweetheart. She really rocked my world and to me no one could ever compare to her. It took me nearly a year to say Hi to her for the first time, but it ...
โMy little princess doesnโt belong to the withered heart of the night, unless that night burns out again of stories and magic.โ
๐ฅFIRST PLACE WINNER of @enchantedink โs โPoetry Contestโ; prompt: โnig...
โThy longing was but delusion and dream, โ
Sparkle ignites โ Mine, ground of curse and flame.โ
First piece in the โ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซโ๐ฌ ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ซ๐๐๐คโ series; entry to @aspeandaoโs โDragon Conte...
โFisher, hunter of seas: letโs meet! In the high waters, letโs meet!โ
A tanka on the myth of the ignis fatuus, with a twist of Japanese folklore on the hitodamaโs soul glowing flame.
The persona of the poem is someone who has been through a lot in life, and he only hopes that he will one day achieve his childhood fantasy of being in an enchanted forest.
โForget me not โ oโ those eyes of thine, beg I, forget me not.โ
A villanelle composed for @janed โs โContest!!โ on the prompt โForgetting/ Losing Yourselfโ
With a sudden flash of intense blue, the monolith's runes and engravings lit up, basking Jason in a blinding brightness. Averting his eyes, he felt a force pulling him magnetically towards the rock. A...
I wrote this bit when I first met my Highschool Sweetheart. She really rocked my world and to me no one could ever compare to her. It took me nearly a year to say Hi to her for the first time, but it ...
โMy little princess doesnโt belong to the withered heart of the night, unless that night burns out again of stories and magic.โ
๐ฅFIRST PLACE WINNER of @enchantedink โs โPoetry Contestโ; prompt: โnig...
โThy longing was but delusion and dream, โ
Sparkle ignites โ Mine, ground of curse and flame.โ
First piece in the โ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซโ๐ฌ ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ซ๐๐๐คโ series; entry to @aspeandaoโs โDragon Conte...
โFisher, hunter of seas: letโs meet! In the high waters, letโs meet!โ
A tanka on the myth of the ignis fatuus, with a twist of Japanese folklore on the hitodamaโs soul glowing flame.
The persona of the poem is someone who has been through a lot in life, and he only hopes that he will one day achieve his childhood fantasy of being in an enchanted forest.
โForget me not โ oโ those eyes of thine, beg I, forget me not.โ
A villanelle composed for @janed โs โContest!!โ on the prompt โForgetting/ Losing Yourselfโ
With a sudden flash of intense blue, the monolith's runes and engravings lit up, basking Jason in a blinding brightness. Averting his eyes, he felt a force pulling him magnetically towards the rock. A...