Published November 25, 2007
From the desert I come to thee,
On a stallion slod with fire,
And the winds are left behind
In the speed of my desire.
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Ooohhh, very good! Maybe you could write more for it? I'd like to know more! Unless you want to leave it to our imaginations
Nice! A bit short but I loved it. =]
Great start! Um...could there possibly be more to this? You really pulled me in, but I wanted to keep reading. Aside from the shortness, there's nothing wrong. You have vivid imagery and a good sense of rhyme. But is "slod" a word? Did you mean "shod"?
Nice job; just see if you can make it longer.
Nice!
I really liked this one. It was full of life and really felt...well, artistic in a way.
The only thing about this is that I really think you should somehow squeeze in there a stronger image of fire--just one word describing it, it would really help, I think.
Good job overall!