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I love to write fantasy fiction, the Novel kind. But I guess I do okay at other kinds of writing too. I usually like to write my fantasy books in such a way that you don't actually know who the character's are until their names are spoken in dialogue.

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Rain: 11 of 226

Rain The rain it falls upon my stricken face, masking the tears that trickle down. The rain it falls down and soaks into my clothes so weary I am I don't care at all. The rain it falls upon my stricken face masking the tears that trickle down. The rain it soothes me it's sound reverberates through my crying heart saying weep...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The wind: 8 of 125

Calling I hear it, a call in the wind. I can hear his voice in the calling of the wind. I can hear it, a shout in the wind. I can hear his voice, in the crying of the wind. I can hear it, a cry in the wind. I can hear his voice, in the crying of the wind. I can hear it, a whisper in the wind. I can hear his voice, in the whi...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Depression: 89 of 630

The Ice The ice it freezes, it encloses, it binds my heart closed. I am cold, so very cold. I can not touch, I can not feel, I can not love. The ice is everywhere, a wasteland, an expanse I dare not cross. I am cold, so very cold, I can not touch, I can not feel, I can not love. The ice surrounds me, I can not break free, I ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Homeless: 31 of 186

The Wind Blows The wind blows, it howls, it screams, but I hear it not, snug in my chair before the fire. The snow falls, in flurries, in bursts, but I feel it not, snug in my chair before the fire. The child shivers, she quakes, she cries, her tears freeze in the wintry cold, but I worry not, snug in my chair before the fir...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Without you: 43 of 221

My love is not a rock. It is not so hard and lifeless. Nor is it like a crystal. It is not so sharp and cold. No, my love is like a wolf. Loyal and fierce. My love is like a mothers. Gentle and caring. I care not whether you return my feelings, I care not. All I know, is my Love for You. All I can think, is my Love for You. ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Man of my dreams: 20 of 80

Dreams I dream and in my dream I am in love. I dream and in my dream I am loved. I dream and in my dream we are together. I dream and in my dream he is always there. I dream and in my ream golden eyes flash. I dream and in my dream our love is eternal. But it is a drewam, merely a dream that floats away into the night. A dre...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Confused by love: 70 of 254

Waves Waves beat at me pounding, grinding, wearing away my resolve. I founder in uncertainty, I do not think but merely feel, anxiety, fear, anticipation, love. I am confused, swirled this way and that by currents I can not control. I search for solidity in a vast expanse of chaos and shadows. My heart hurts, my mind cries o...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dancing: 40 of 136

Dancing Solitary I dance alone surrounded by thousands, I move to the music missing not a step. I dance alone crowded on all sides, I listen to the beat missing not a step. I dance alone smothered by many, I feel the rhythm missing not a step. I dance alone but I am not alone, I falter, I stumble on the floor. I flee into th...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My angel: 61 of 182

My Angel O:-) My angel is my friend, my friend is my angel. He guards me whilst I run cross the land, sea, and sky. He guards me whilst I cry comforting me and making me laugh. He guards me like all good angels do. He guards me, and with this do I thank him for his kindness, for his care, and for his light which shines out l...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Falling in love: 228 of 576

Flowers blooming in the depths of winter. Love is falling upon me. Flowers blooming in the deepest of shadows. Lover is falling upon me. Flowers blooming in the heart of the desert. Love is falling upon me. Flowers blooming in the barest of rocks. Love is falling upon me.