"this is your kind of story. no one is the good guy-- no one is the bad guy-- the blame shifts from monster to monster and in this place everyone bares their teeth." [featured. highest ranking: #6 in poetry.]
Will there be a Unicorn? and Other Tales is a collection of short rhyming stories for kids which I'm updating as they come to me. The title story - Will there be a Unicorn? - has illustrations by the wonderful Sringkhala, more coming soon. One day I'd like to see it published as a picture book with really detailed, cu...
***Wattys 2016 Winner Visual Storytelling Category*** A Wattpad Featured Story. Mouse Stew and Other Tales is a collection of rhyming stories for children about the adventures of five friends - Mouse, Monkey, Bear, Mole and an ethereal creature they call the Woodland Sprite. Some of the stories have fabulous illustrat...
(poem book) *editing* poems about a girl whose thoughts don't let her sleep at night.many of you may relate . so read and give your views and you will have someone who will understand your pain . you are not alone :) don't steal my poems plx :). all rights reserved. (achievments) *HQ love award (watty2014winner) 30 J...
A collection of poetry for the Soul, for the Spirit, of the Cosmos, and of the Universal, of the Divine and our Consciousness, of a Friend and a Lover, to open a window in the heart and set ourselves free. Having been inspired by many visionary poets throughout history, of both grand prophetic stature and of infinites...
Freefall. The title, hopefully, describes what you will find in this collection, I shall write pieces free of the constraints of both form, and structure.
Quinn scribbles tainted emotions across thin layers of white paper. But to who? To someone who blinks once, sees her, and blinks again-just to make her disappear. To someone who sees her as a symbol of the ocean. To someone who thinks the ocean is disgusting and hideous, filled with trash and pathetic wandering fishe...
Maybe I'm insane, but aren't we all a bit. Here's a look inside my crazy mind. My hopes, my fears, my problems all out there for you to see. It's not all pretty and it's not all nice, but it's the truth. I won't blame society for these things, because in reality... we are society. I've come to realize that just maybe...
