The Furry's Burden
Desiring some kind of ascent, or uplifting from the human race, I picked a tail and coat of fur. One to properly accentuate my taste, For lithe frame, cleverness... and grace. I wanted to be free--from a society Of cheats, preachers, and smiling...
Meat
._ bad habits, worse reflection. a handsome face buried in neglect. "i want to be a girl." "no, i want to be a fox." bottom rung. losing matches--confronted and dismissed, a loser. what rage!
The Journal: Chapter IV
Im soooo sorry about how late this is and this isnt even a fun chapter. Finals, comp broke, all sorta of stuff but Im back. You may want to re-read the first three chapters to understand the characters but this mainly focuses on Alex Dirge. Kinda some...
Mirror's Lament
Mirror's Lament Remember You will Unfold me, watch Sun the shadow To part a heart in Time borrowed breath Separate coordinates Again back running Our minds, syncing Touch Sinking minds are Running back again Coordinates...
Tide (Poem)
The sight of the sun reflecting, looking like a sea of stars. people are always in a hurry, swept up by the current of what we call civilization.
Over the Edge
Over the Edge Free and clear, Nothing here, No clouds in a mile, Been sunny for a while. Then a rumble, Barely a mumble, Beyond the horizon, Wind is rising. Closer it gets, Slowly it sets, A storm grows, But no one knows. ...
Mirror
Mirror, Oh Mirror, What do you see Behind that bright face of glee? _ _ _Hidden well beneath a mask Thinner than air; Away from the prying eyes You hide something hideous; Fowl and disgraceful A beast One of pure...
Lost In The Dark
#1 of reflections as i feel lost and unsure, not knowing what to do and my shadows take over, i write. i try to understand. i try to allow and let go. i am tired. but i will not give up. i woke with a start and found my gaze completely empty.
Fur real...
The world round the look of doubt they have, what they never realize is deafening to see with no sound i've noticed a sad lacking of such reasoning among friends i call fellow furs the fandom has at times, too much for me to stomach in crystal clear reflections
Confliction...
Confliction... The trigger pulled, the body lay where life once stood Evil actions gave peace to a being anything but good Hands shivered as eyes met with shocking relief Now to those only known by the bleeding would grief One life for another To...
The Truth
So the age old questions are asking themselves again... Why am I fighting this war? What did I do to stop it? Have you really done anything at all? I have saved some but have seen so...
Friends In a Better, Braver Lifetime
Another reflective poem, this time on potential or lost friendships, memories and just moving forward. this was just a mood i was feeling at the time, not about anything really specific. originally posted this in november 2021.