Prosithion

no offense meant, but that was pretty awful. When you've been on here longer, you'll find that I'm a stickler for rhythm. There was none in this poem. PLEASE, I'm ...

Pros -- look at the post date. November 29th, 2004. Only about two weeks after the site opened. hehe... sorry. I had an intellectual interruption

I thought that we already had one?

Greetings and salutations, Shafter. Welcome. Make yourself comfortable.

Greetings, fellow greeters. I have joined your ranks. Prepare to be over-run

Prologue The little gang of kids was not, as any casual observer would think, watching the storyteller. write it this way: The small group of children... use group, cluster or ...

The signal flashed brightly in the dark night. The primitive code rang out through the black of space. SOS! A starship received the blinking signal, pinpointed its exact location, and ...

Pretty snazzy! I love it. very cool.

good first poem, but it's a bit... lumpy with the rhythm. Try evening it out a bit. I think that it will make it smoother. Other then that, I thought ...

Hello, Meep. How are you? I trust that you'll enjoy your stay with us?

I must have missed you. Well, here's a belated hello. Welcome, earthling.

you are welcome so much.

New members, OH, CAPITAL! *in breathless British accent* *Is taken back by the amazing accent* (is a bite me) What folly, I say. I'm not a brit. I'm slovakian-american. I ...

Joseph Frealand walked into the mess hall, his bag slung over his shoulder. He looked around for a minute, then walked up to Thoven. "Hello, sir. Who's the commanding officer ...

name: sgt. Joseph Frealand background: Joseph Frealand rose through the ranks in the army, Rangers, and DELTA. He became one of the best medics that DELTA ever had. He rose ...