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in Spontaneous Portraits on 5/23/08
A Soldier's Life
in Spoken Word on 4/30/08
The Saint on the Pyre
in Fan Fiction on 4/22/08
Teamwork
in Historical on 4/22/08
Shakespeare Rant135229  Block H   May 7, 2007                           Imagery in Shakespeare     Shakespeare uses many different and exotic images in Romeo and Juliet to describe and enhance his meaning. One example is... umm... GRAGH! I can’t do this! I am a creative story writer, not an analytical thesis writer! I write poetry, or short stories, not bloody essays on a bloody four-hundred year old play! It is physically painful to try and break these stories down into separate parts and look a Shakespeare Rant
in Essays on 4/22/08
Attilite's wish
in Drawings on 4/21/08
Desk WeatherI'm sitting here at my desk  Hoping you're having better weather.  And if ya aren't well, hey, don't fret,  We can both make it better.  I'll be happy if you are too,  Don't matter what's a matter.  For you and me, sky's always blue  We'll watch the moon grow fatter. Desk Weather
in Spoken Word on 12/21/07
Fangsong con. entry- Ketchup
in Drawings on 6/8/07
Cruisers
in Sci-Fi on 4/7/07
The Steel ProphecyFire and Ice,  Will suffice.   
Thunder and Lightning,  Bow strings tightening.   
Light and Dark,  Difference stark.   
Plant and Water,  Nature's daughter.   
Earth and Wind,  Must defend.  One of Steel,  Trying to feel.   
Most of his friends,  Die in the end.   
If he lives,  Then he gives,  Freedom to all.  The humans will fall. The Steel Prophecy
in Spoken Word on 3/3/07
Dream prayerWhether you be vixen, or life extreme,  I invite you to come into my dream.  tale of sorrow, pain, regret,  Rest hrer, in me, do not fret.  I will nourish you, cherish you, treat you the best,  in caretaker of dreams, it's no contest.  so come, invest your time,  
in giving me a reason to rhyme. Dream prayer
in Spoken Word on 1/23/07
The Green-eyed VixenThrough green we run,  
Whisked with flame,  
Still they fired, again, again.  Off we ran,  Using the tricks,  Wading through river,  Trailing through ditch.  Covering scent  Of vixen friend,  Starting to stray  From old trend.  "Quiet" I begged her,  
Holding her still,  "Hide under here,  near this young hill."  The dogs they came,  Horses too,  And worst of all,  
Men, of them two.  The men they searched,  
The men they hunted,  The men they cried in vain.  For I had hidden the green-eyed vixen  Until we met again. The Green-eyed Vixen
in Spoken Word on 1/1/07
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