Moonlight Lovers
May those without be found by lady destiny~ oh, ballad of old telling tales so oft told grace us with your stories once more of a time that has come and gone; existing no more a quiet story of a young and tender love pure and gentle as the moon high
I wither besides the lush flower bed
A poetic form that i wanted to share with those people here :3, it's of the european poetic form: ballade.
The bloke in the engine room
I had this idea, though, that in the future poetic ballads will come back. robert heinlein had that idea, too, come to think of it.
The Ballad Of Drunken Santa
The ballad of drunken santa (12/25/2018) late at night one christmas eve, i brush the dust off of my sleeve, button up the navy blues, a uniform worn by the few, holster gun and grab my keys, step into the frigid breeze, driving in
"The Thin Line," Part T
There's a balladeer who described the weather as the kind of thing where clammy breezes whistle through mountain passes, curl your fur and make your nerves jump and your skin itch.
"The Thin Line," Part S
And i'm not talking about the mass battle-ant charges, or the bloody feuds, or all the other stuff you hear in the ballads. i'm talking about some of those other ballads, the ones that talk about the stuff the fair folk can see or hear."
The Rooftop Muse
He began a song that i didn't know, something like a ballad, a very old ballad that was still sung in the old tongue.
Ballad of a Broken Heart
This is a spoken word I wrote a few days ago when I saw a picture from an artist and was inspired to write this. It was an image of a girl wearing a wedding gown and was crying. I figured I'd write something to sum up the pain she was in. I waited...
There's A New Horse In Town. "Let's Do Lunch, Pt. 2"
He was bobbing his head slightly, listening to a sort of ballad that wasn't bad at all. not tom petty, certainly, but worth a listen.
"The Thin Line," Part P
For that matter, so were their officers, rivers and wicker, who were both by now giving splendid voice to certain ballads that i hoped miss eichelgruber didn't know.
The Elder Scrolls: Foxfall, Fruitfall - Vol. 3 of 4
An idea struck him, though, as he pieced together a volume on the war-ballads of the guar emperors: he did have something else of value, after all.
A Tale of Fall
The wind seemed to have grabbed it and decided to dance with the leaf to the unheard ballad sung by mother nature. ever so gracefully, the leaf dipped and rose and swayed till it touched the ground.