- Member since March 25, 2006.
- I have 12 comments, 236 poems, 9 stories
My Stories
-
-
The cane was made a dark black oak, and polished to a shine that blinded the unseeing and turned deaf those how could already not hear. Vanessa felt her face grow warm as600 words, 2 comments, July 8, 2005. In <200 lines, Depression
-
Trees blocked the view of the train, and rain was starting to drip from the clouds overhead. Rose pulled the cloak's deep red hood up over her dark curls. Asher knelt by
-
Vanessa lay on the floor of her bedroom, still flustered from that man outside her window. She could hear feet running down the hall towards her room, and she hastuly str600 words, 2 comments, July 4, 2005. In <200 lines, Romance
My Poetry
1 - 3 of 236
Show all at allpoetry
-
As the women who is a most elegant queen
For she lost her sweet and noble king -
-
Tell such a lie
And when you lean over the rail
My other items
1 - 3 of 4
Show all
- Death of a King at allpoetry
As the women who is a most elegant queen
For she lost her sweet and noble king - [ It's times like these we never know ] at allpoetry
It's times like these we never know / What will come from / THe time that slows / And when we look around again / We must fall to the floor / And count to ten / For wanting what we cannot have / Only makes us cr - It's one of those mornings at allpoetry
Tell such a lie
And when you lean over the rail
