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Raiyelle

  • Dramatic Poetry Re: A Soul in Bondage

    Thanks. I intentionally left out a lot more scenery for I like my readers to imagine where it's taken place. I used the word "wilderness" but it can be taken ...

    Mar 19, 2009
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: A Soul in Bondage

    The echoing of screams fade from the air, Only to bristle with tortured cries of despair. Hearing the sound of maniacal laughter trailing from afar, I felt a shocking wave ...

    Mar 18, 2009
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Disenchanted

    This poem is dramatic in a depressing kind of way, but then a lot of poems are depressing while being dramatic. Good job on the edited version I definitely like ...

    Mar 18, 2009
  • Narrative Poetry Re: I can make it better

    I noticed that in some of your stanzas rhymed and didn't in the others. I liked that about your poem. I also liked the no punctuation too. :D [quote] I ...

    Mar 18, 2009
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Falling Hard...

    Good job on the poem. I know it's hard sometimes to compose a poem the way you had to. But definitely fix your misspell of "turn".

    Mar 18, 2009
  • Welcome Mat Re: Hello

    Well besides writing......um, well I ride horses, play the piano and flute, and sing. Going to Mississippi Gulf Coast Community College and will be graduating this May (woot!!!) and for ...

    Mar 18, 2009
  • Writing Tips Re: Different Ways of Saying "Said"

    I like the fact that a list was posted for it does help. However I agree with everyone!! It's always good to be open-minded nonetheless it's never good to forget ...

    Mar 18, 2009
  • Welcome Mat Re: Hello

    Yes I have read the rules but thank you for mentioning them.

    Mar 18, 2009
  • Welcome Mat Re: Hello

    I would like to introduce myself. My username is Raiyelle (obviously) and I have been writing since I was able to write my ABCs. I absolutely love reading books and ...

    Mar 18, 2009


I cannot separate the aesthetic pleasure of seeing a butterfly and the scientific pleasure of knowing what it is.
— Vladmir Nabokov