Just playing around with words. Influenced by watching Mononoke, methinks ( Read more... )

Yeah. Just came to me, as these things do. Don't know if its crap or not. *shrugs*

Story Bag

She has a bag
A bag full of stories
They soak into the rough weave, staining the bright straw
Yellow-blue
Rose-orange
Black
A tiny squeak emerges
A tiny hand emerges
Gently she pushes it back down, back in
Her palm is stained
Yellow-blue
Rose-orange

Written while procrastinating on writing an english paper. Very rough, kinda just thrown together.

The StorybuilderWeave me a story ( Read more... )

Vaugely recent poetry. Inspired by the song "Spokey Dokey" from the Cowboy Bebop OST.

Twisting, floating fluttering.
Notes flying high on a hot summer day
Hiding in the shimmering waves of heat
Nothing’s happening
No one’s leaving
We’re all stuck.
Static.
The harmonica cries and the world moves again.

Poetry! A year old.

Glass Postage Stamp“Let’s go on an adventure ( Read more... )

More old poetry. Oh hurrah.

WaitingDew is on my feet ( Read more... )

Old poetry, written...three years ago?

JoyIt’s in her eyes, her face, her body ( Read more... )