Just another thought of the ocean, a place i love, both to swim and to search for such beautiful sea-smoothed articles washed from far away.

The sweeping arc of day and night that cradles and wakes.

biru menggandeng tanganku, mereka perlahan mencuri hatiku.

Wolves on the move. Influenced by my own therianthropy and the webcomic Off-White. I wrote the first few lines aged 15 then extended the poem years later.

its just about how a painting made me miss my farmhouse...

Quelques petits drabbles de descriptions (d'où le titre DUH). Je mettrai au début des titres de musiques pour bien entrer dans le récit. Je recommande de les lire lorsque l'on veut du calme, que l'on est dans une ambiance de repos; pour se relaxer. (PS : J'ai mis en format "Poetry" mais ce n'est pas écris comme une poésie, c'est juste le style d'écriture.) Enjoy !

Une description de la pierre écrite le jeudi 25 mars 2018 à l'atelier d'écriture. On a apporté des objets et les passer au voisin adjacent et rédiger un texte là-dessus.

Something you might see quite a bit in Wales; a particular bird of prey that turns a little with each pluck of it's kill's feathers, leaving a circle once it's done.

Endless blue bleeds poison tears, as is the result of our acidic years.

Out walking last night and met a cat

I wrote the first line, then on realizing it had exactly 30 syllables, made a poem, each line with thirty syllables. XD

Just a poem I thought up while at work about nature.

The natural disasters produced by nature contain a raw power unmatched and untamed by man. These storms inspired both terror and awe.

A nice poem about nature and the seasons; enjoy.

A collection of poems on my musings of Nature and change.

Eine Krokodilmutter an ihr Junges.

First ever mermaid poem. Requested by a friend.

A poem I wrote for the literary magazine at my school. Did it a few months ago, but figured I could post it here as well. Inspired by and written while listening to "Deference For Darkness," a song on the Halo 3: ODST original soundtrack, by Martin O'Donnell and Michael Salvatori.

A poem about tigers. I-CAN'T-WRITE-A-SUMMARY-FOR-THIS.

she is coming, every day fall is growing closer.

First ever poem about a werewolf and the moon :)

My first ever poem written about rain. Submitted for a contest.

Thoughts while star-gazing. I might add on to this at a later date.

An ode to the kind of encounter emergency department personnel often face. A person who threatens, intimidates, and then manipulates those people to acquire gain especially when it is not emergent or necessary. Inspired after one night of persistent violence in the ER. One can only try to find subtle humor in such encounters since we will always provide care even under duress.

Poem inspired by pictures I took on the lake. I imagined myself as the paddle boarder on the water sailing somewhere and nowhere simultaneously.