The eighteenth whisker on the left is brown
The eighteenth whisker on the left is brown. I know this after countless nights awake beside you, watching every quiet breath. You puff your whiskers out on every yawn. On longer work-filled days, your whiskers wilt, ...
Sonnet To A Werewolf
A gratitude of thanks must go to fox_galt for helping me get this sonnet into a presentable form! what beauty lives amongst the foliage? thy mighty creatures of our silver moon.
Maelstrom
#5 of poetry a shakespearian sonnet about a subject that eludes even me. this is one of the poems that wrote itself (more so than usual), and it remains one of the most powerful poems i've written, i think.
Love of the Wolf
**Love of the Wolf** There is no more beauty than in the night. Forget the sun, I'm trapped in love's great arm. There's time to sleep when you're out of sight. The light of Luna draws me like a charm. I find a place to raise my head And gaze...
Foxrunner
A sonnet on robotic foxes. ### foxrunner synthetic fur and iron bones made real, cosmetic ears and eyes of feral scope, with hypothetic sims and nerves of steel, and cybernetic limbs, run turns to lope, through modularity they swift adapt, with regularity
Moon Flowers
#1 of sonnets **_moon flowers_** **_2013 by eldyran_** _style: elizabethan sonnet_ _verse: iambic pentameter_ _lines:14_ _rhyme scheme: ab, ab, cd, cd, ef, ef, gg_ is there no dream lovelier from bypast? does any memory compare as pure?
The Secret Dance of Two Male Cetaceans
#2 of sonnets something i wrote for toumal back in 2006.
The Lonely Library
My first sonnet with no specific rhyme scheme. the picture is of oxford library (home of one of my favourite authors, c.s.
Colony Collapse Disorder
I hunted with the children of the sun Who hunt the liquid gold. I saw them turn, Like furnace sparks made flesh, to rise and run As swift as their sun's rays that ever burn, To take pursuit again. I saw their stores Stuffed but to bursting...
Dear Valentine
A bit late, but a sonnet for valentine's day. dear valentine, a rose for you, dear valentine, one of deepest red to match your hair of darkest black that does shine in the moonlight. will you be mine?
Witch Switch
A quick sonnet to celebrate the season. happy halloween!
[What I Think About] Love
For an assignment in 12th grade english, we were required to write a love sonnet in the style of shakespeare.