(mini story) Memories
He placed the flowers upon that tombstone; along with many others. with a single tear rolling down his cheek, he left that grave-site.coming here only to remember the good times..the memories...
Ice Flower Field
_ _where are my flowers of joy?_ _where are my birds of happiness?
Moon Flowers
The night is endless, moon entrenched by will and yet a flower i am not; i yearn. to feel her paws soft, tending gardens mine alas i wait, forlorn, forever pine.
The Pale Gardener (Poem)
Scythe ever sharp for flowers death shall reap a gift bouquet to trek with, yours to keep
A Field of Scarlet Red Flowers
Bueno i'm growing a field of scarlet red flowers i'm retired now so i need something to whittle away the hours they're going to be beautiful and be the brightest shade of red rose, flamingo flowers, lilies and more all arranged in a massive flower
'Just a little' by ZayneComacho; a 'secret Santa' featuring Flower the Saluki
flower... uh... big time..." "oh don't you worry about that little reginald!"
Broken Flower
In my hand rests a flower she feels lonely and cold it don't have the power to grow slowly old not one leave is green the memory is broken from what i have seen but one thing that i know my dreams never fade the flower must grow from the
Missives
Pseudo-victorian epistolary romance with thinly veiled sexual innuendo, flower language, and poem fragments.
FF: A Fallen Hero
When they tried poisoning my dad and i turned into that stupid flower, if see anymore of those flowers again..." he uttered, breaking out into tears.
The corpse flower, Rafflesia (PMD:WNA 6)
My throat shrieked. I panted, chest heaving. I looked where I was. Exposed to everyone and everything in the universe. Between my front legs, still curled up into a ball, was Pat. Our eyes met. He closed them and grabbed my right arm. His form...
Of Fox and Wolf Chapter 4: Flowers
Of fox and wolf chapter 4: flowers "\*pant\*, \*pant\*, victoria, \*pant\*, wait, \*pant\*, up." james, completely exhausted, slumped up against a nearby wall.
Where this Flower Blooms - Part 1
_"It was in the first grade when I first met him..." _ _May 14, 2013_ A stampede of school children assaulted the blacktop with a barrage of footsteps following the signal from the school bell. It was the best subject of the day: Recess, a test of...