Moving On

Foreword: How can any follow in the footsteps of the great few? Another poem for you! This one follows a significant, if childish, meter that I thought I was so creative for coming up with until I actually wrote it down....

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The Wanderer

Foreword: Tell us where you have been, and the things you have done. Another poem for you! And it's a SONNET! This piece was written as part of an assignment for a class I had last semester focusing on jazz, blues,...

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Little Wings of the Storm

Foreword: A terrible storm may rattle windows, blow leaves, and streak with lightning, but can be memorable for different reasons. Another poem out of me! This is another free verse work; I avoided a specific meter and...

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Character Vignette -- Once, With Another Woman...

The lady in question discovered something important about classical music... and other interpretive aspects of life...

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Bones behind glass

Protected from the interpretation of fingers and unfettered sight; it lays only half understood. an exhibit, a monument to life. it is kept away from those who could destroy it.

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Notes on Surksàasnian

Being in contact with humans gave the early surks the need to better communicate with the other species that lacked the mental capacity to interpret the telepathic speech they used.

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Silverback Episode 2

He would be the one to interpret what is said between the two worlds, thus allowing communication to happen once again. i am one of the god's searchers who have scoured the land looking for the interpreter.

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Music review - I swear I saw your mouth move by I've made too much pasta

The lyrics read like a new age religion interpreted by a stoned hippie, not really making any cohesive claims. 10.

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Crusader Epilogue

Often they were interpretations or one of many paths, only when the feedback would hit them from the scrying would it get reviewed and even then it could simply be glazed over.

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Your Name Is: Skúmálfar - Chapter 01

It outstretches a tendril, covered in belts but ending with sharp needles from a strand of leather you could squint and interpret as a palm.

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