Art Block
But i must journey forth toward poetic north, to where my compass shows i'll bask in overflows. my craft will lead the way into inventive day, for now i must survive, and keep my art alive.
Path Of Paws
It is very roughly written in the style of the early translation of the poetic edda by henry adams bellows, but is ultimately my own unique style that i used on the spur of the moment.
Ballad of the Otter War
This poem follows the ballad poetic structure, written entirely in iambic pentameter. some of the rhymes feel forced, but the structure calls for fourteen of the same rhyme, so i had to use a simple word to maximize my options.
Liv-i'd...
poeticly if possible liv-i'd...
Poppy Flowers and Diesel
It's a poetic novel with a trans woman protagonist." marge blinked, before returning to brushing dirt into the pan. it was already perfectly acceptable, but the shrike prided herself in perfectionism.
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.
Tales of Zootopia: Me, Farrah and Aslan (alt timeline)
Everything that she said sounded fucking brilliant and poetic, even if i objectively had no fucking clue what it was. all around afterwards, i saw and heard that people were uncomfortable with the two of us going out.
I Need a Sign!
It is not required to understand the story but it is one of my more "poetic" pieces. rubbing my eyes i carefully slipped out of bed trying not to disturb my partner still sleeping softly next to me gently snoring.
No Real Plans - 3
More poetic. i like it. what do you guys think of it? also, there's a lack of yiff. don't hit.
You Won't Fall, I Promise
._ **the dream club murders** dead poetic so after all, you needed more than a death-threat fall. you needed more, and i let you fall. into the coffin with your floor-dropped jaw. and i remember you aspiration, your dream to fit in.
Grad-Bash Part 19
He was cute, funny, sarcastic, fun, an athlete, poetic at times. he was like, the model that every girls dreams of having at her side. and he liked me. which doesn't help my nerves at all. "want to take a rest here?"
Black and White – Chapter 4: Fair game.
I was about to trail off in a poetic, sweeping manner, but then mr. key laughed madly, the fine hairs on his legs standing as he rubbed them together. "it is done," he said. the class bell rang. we found ourselves running to fifth period.