Sonicroyale

I've self-published, which isn't quite "top-o'-the-heap" publishing, but doing so nonetheless--

I suppose I'm more apt to correct this than anyone else in the universe--but, it's William *Mountfort*. Haha. Otherwise, 'tis cool, 'tis cool; I have no problems with it! Sometimes, ...

Sonicroyale wrote: My only real picky question: can a rainbow truly "glare"? If you make the glare the noun and have it being described by the word "rainbow", then yes. ...

Whoa! Trippin', dudette! :P Sorry, the hippie in me is trying to break out. Is that the kind of feel you were going with this poem? The word "Sparkly" seems ...

Oh, how I can say "amen" to the idea of something just "flowing" out after an emotional experience. I'm just glad you're getting better! :D And for once I've analyzed ...

I do, actually. And would you be so kind, while you're at it, to get rid of those annoying red berries? The squirrels keep trying to eat them.

Oh, I surrender to the dastardly request of this topic, perhaps in my infinite sleepiness of this moment. And I post it as link, even, because I'm that lazy. (not ...

^ Has a display pic I still can't quite wrap my imagination around to make total sense of. :P Oh, I'm inclined to post about the person below me (who ...

"Something." .........Buhaha, just kidding. This little tale is kind of depressing! But that is likely your intention, I'm sure. Is it wrong for me to analyze the peanut butter out ...

In sooth, I must concur with Lady Boni; 'twas with the purest of mine owne intentions to make it a European tale. (So I haven't spoken Olde English lately.... Haha) ...

Haha, thanks! I just find it ironic that you use the word "flowery" to describe the descriptions, when most of the descriptions were about a field.... Do tell, what happened ...

Oof. Very ambiguous piece (which really is a matter of opinion as to whether that is good or bad.) When I read the poem, my imagination develops an odd collage ...

Oof. Very ambiguous piece (which really is a matter of opinion as to whether that is good or bad.) When I read the poem, my imagination develops an odd collage ...

It's odd how quickly one's perceptions can change. If I were a promisin' kind of guy, I would promise you a sequel, but I can only assure you that I've ...

The flood of memories was relentless as I slipped through the dense forestry. My mind bubbled over with thoughts, so many that I could hardly keep my attention to the ...