Damn, I used all my chirpy life summary content for my all poetry page. Now I'm grumpy.
Important facts to note about me:
I often desecrate reality...I can't help it either, it's in my nature.
I rarely finish stories, when I do, we shall party!
Never become attatched to my characters, the average life expectancy of which is ... not very uplifting at all.
.....................to be continued......................
Important facts to note about me:
I often desecrate reality...I can't help it either, it's in my nature.
I rarely finish stories, when I do, we shall party!
Never become attatched to my characters, the average life expectancy of which is ... not very uplifting at all.
.....................to be continued......................
- Member since June 19, 2006.
- My mood is , and quote is "sombre".
- I am a 19 year old girl (Ireland)
- When I'm not writing, I'm thinking about what to write next...walking Tristan...thinking about what to write next while taking Tristan for a walk....
- I have 14 comments, 40 poems, 12 stories
My Stories
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A row of terraced houses overlooked the steep banks of the river. An odour like rotten eggs hovered over the skin that caked the fetid water. Overhead a swollen, clear white moon appeared to drift languidly amidst the turbule
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Once out of nature I shall never take1
1900 words, 2 comments, February 14, 2009. In Fantasy -
It was dark when the evening coach stopped outside the village. It’s the sort of rural darkness you get in the absence of any artificial light, when above you the stars are so clear it looks as though the sky has been dusted1600 words, December 12, 2008
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5700 words, August 6, 2008. In Fantasy, Young adult
My Poetry
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The Word of God trickled down the hand of man
Whose languages sift through meaning<100 words, 3 comments, January 13. In Spiritual -
Mountain stream, I beg thee flow around me,
I urge you on before you drown me<100 words, 1 comment, January 13. In Guilt -
Buried in cold earth Six feet under, was a seed.<100 words, 2 comments, April 27, 2008
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- First attempt at Haiku: untitled. at allpoetry
Buried in cold earth Six feet under, was a seed. - The North Field at allpoetry
There is a wildness in me As yet uncultivated as the windy raggedness of the North field, - Study of a Rose at allpoetry
The rose was such a sweet, fleeting thing, Silky fiery defiance,
