- Member since February 10, 2008.
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- We wonder at tenitive speck at storywrite
We wonder at tenitive specklings of logical precepts. Yet, we push labyrinthine thoughts away and slip through exsistance with glaikery. Ignorant mules, we, the youth of the present! How can our eyes be misted over to the dec - Drift in Winter's Eyes at storywrite
A man stands near the sight where his lover died long ago and is warned to leave but doesn't head the warning. - I'll come back to this at storywrite
The hall was full of chattering people. The whole village seemed to have turned out for this. Well it was the first gathering since winter had set in; now spring was in the air and the people were antsy. A dance would surely
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Well done. I have often said that flow is the signature of poetry and you truly mastered it with this piece.You really showed true emotions in this and though the out come seemed expected it was phrased in a way to not make it cliche
Your imagery was amazing. I could see her in my mind and I could almost smell her. I could also just see every head in the room turning to look at her.
Well done.