Prize from today's grey skiesRaindrops freckle the zen stones Pattering bigger now, Pattering from the sky to unite the Three Times. For it has rained, Is rain, Will rain.Prize from today's grey skies
Wind's breath gently directs this Silver Aum to flutter In each of the precious streams of water Endless, endless. Priceless, priceless.
With transparent drops, Transparency drops. This is the clarity of the earth's charity.
Cleansing the United Being.
I promise in Your NameConsumed by the flames Hatred from others burns him Now a dead black corpse.I promise in Your Name
My stomach drops. Why does hate do this to us? I vow: Never Hate.
I, Bodhisattva.
The Dashing DryadThe dewy vine trembled And a slender woman assembled, A daughter of the woods.The Dashing Dryad
This pretty dryad went walking— Behind her begun the clopping— She caught sight of crimson fur.
“O satyr would you harm me?” Her smile quite disarming— And in turn was his answer to her.
“The beauty you’ve been given, Trust, please. I only wish to see it.” And he stepped out from behind the burrs.
He was a looker too, With horns a brilliant gold hue And almond eyes so kind.
She found herself taken, &nbs
That's right, make a treasure.
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Fanfiction writer? Who, me?
That is so kind of you. You are really dedicated to poetry, and that is a beautiful thing. When something is cared for, it thrives.
I shall go read your journal immediately, and see who else you've decided to feature!
Thanks for the love~ <3
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"Oh! A.. cactus!" The girl replied, reluctantly accepting the prickley present with a forced smile.
Great, she thought, the gift that keeps on sucking.
Yeah, totally. That was awesome.
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"Oh! A.. cactus!" The girl replied, reluctantly accepting the prickley present with a forced smile.
Great, she thought, the gift that keeps on sucking.
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