Moving On
Yet another piece to come out of my jazz, blues, and poetry class, i branched out of jazz and blues and decided to write about my preferred genre of music, rock n' roll, and my thoughts on it. please, tell me what you think of the poem.
Living as a Skunk: chapter five
I out on my smooth jazz as we entered the highway. we lived in blackstown, rhode island, the trip there would take quite a ways. "can i take a quick..." "cat nap" my mom chuckled at this.
New Beginnings
Instead, she walked into the jazz club, the soft and peaceful music ringing in her ears, much to her pleasure. jazz music told a story, unlike the popular rap stuff those other furs were listening to.
Black Destiny
Besides that we have your favorite slow jams and smooth jazz on the way so sit back and enjoy the ride. our first single is from tim collins newest jazz album called jazz cat...this is "on the prowl..."
A Good Chase
The jazz band played just the same. not an eye their way, but i smiled upon the enduring sax. sweet and smooth as could be. it eased me as my eyes wandered down the length of the receipt.
Love Ensemble, Part 3
I'll put clothes on and meet you at jazz." blake almost cursed out loud. he forgot that jazz rehearsals were on wednesdays and fridays. there's been enough awkward moments today. he just wanted it to be over.
Odd Wolf Out: Chapter three
Behind bo and next to jazz, swagger awoke to see his older brother's departure. he dashed out the den to see runt conversing with a young female wolf. then, the two started to walk off.
[Detective Thursdays] The Ship
Sirens cried in the distance. so i downed my drink and made my way back to the front door, the jazz and booze pulled at me, invited me to stay but, my mind was occupied.
Clown Mare 2-1
jazz walked out of the room and went back downstairs. duke teddy used his right hoof, opened his mouth with his teeth together, and took a bite.
Chapter One - Meeting
He could do whatever he wanted... even if 'whatever he wanted' translated to being a good boy and simply sitting on a bench, listening to a random assortment of fusion jazz, and feeding the birds idly, a bag of seed carefully tucked in his lap.
Fallen Angels, Part Four - Can you Pet a Phantom Cat?
"so, it wasn't always a jazz club?" "jesse's trying to turn it into a jazz revival thing." irene laughed. "it's a long shot from my usual style." a framed photo on the dresser showed irene in her late teens.
Dragon Storm: Chapter 42: An Unrivaled Match: Light Vs. Dark in Fur Dreams City! Part Two!
jazz said as he knocked rex out cold, but didn't kill him. "hmph. time to go home. finally, this is all over."