the angel of shadows: chapter 1
"there were also stories of how wilde would brag to his friends about his favorite escort, about how he was a rather gifted poet. and that apparently that wasn't all he could do with his tongue..." "shut up!"
Broken Words: Chapter 2
One of those old poets had said it, so it had to be true. who was jayden to refute it? he could only amend it, because he knew those words didn't make it hurt any less in the meantime.
Until Next We Meet
"only because you always gave me hope, my little warrior poet." ember cooed to me.
Twilight Fading
Funny how society goes from being cliqued, right into being merged, i find it a strange concept in turn for the days to go from being normal and sunny, to dark and dismal thanks to the insane ranting of one said 'dark poet'.
Love For Sale: Chapter 6
Original phrase coined by the poet ull-so-de-chang. [3] similar to yoga, used in some meditation practices. [4] metaphor meaning "to do a task in an ineffective way"; originally a derogatory phrase from avians about mammals, but now a general idiom.
885 Beyond Imagining
Terrowne distracts her with a story about the highly aerodynamic, roof-launched stationary set from the movie the dead poets society - "it wants to fly" - and implies that the behaviour of the calendar, like its shrink-wrapped counterpart, is due to its streamlined
Advent, Chapter 8-Infiltration
He spoke with the ease of a poet, his style and finesse were tuned to perfection, and his facial expressions were much more advanced than my own. how could this, machine, be more like a human than a complete organoid like myself!
Bound Into Fact : The Last Dragon
Not last week when your "clever" friends brought me into light, not last year when a steel falcon betrayed my image on what you call the internet, not even the passed centuries in which my form has graced the writings, paintings and sculptures of mad poets
Knight Class 04
From what the tiger could make, the lion wore a simple green poet shirt and dark brown trousers. that aside, it was the first time he heard of such regulation. "i guess it's true what they say about that class. ain't he really handsome?" "yes.
Close to the sun, in lonely lands
And _kajja_ matah was the official poet of jaikot, when it still patronized the arts -- under the bhirans, _kajja_ jonham, before we were born..." "what does it mean?"
Poppy Flowers and Diesel
All about a jewish poet whose work managed to survive in the midst of the third reich...who wrote words that would make even penthouse blush."
1. A Cold Morning
For centuries, poets waxed lyrical about this forbidden romance between koris and the sea. people who grew up in that city swear that they never shed their thick winter undercoats before they've smelled that sea breeze.