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Joe Marie Rennet. Joe Marie Rennet was always picked last. From childhood through her teenage years and all the way up to her adulthood, she was always the last person with her back to the wall. Sure, she was athletic. Sure, she didn’t mind taking orders from team captains. And, sure, she was even easy on the eyes. But it was something about Joe that made onlookers become over-lookers, and, although this may make most uneasy, quite simply, she didn’t mind it one bit.Joe Marie Rennet.
by ~Puffyredrooster
Sing me a Hymn. Scarlet red leaves floated earthward from the great oaks. The fluttering- whispering- of trees echoed throughout the spacious woods. Here tree’s arms were bare, desolate and deserted; robins and crickets indeed proved frivolous in such Autumn-like weather. Above me the swollen grey sky heaved with unborn water, and her breath chilled my exposed skin. Here I walked, so little amidst August’s faded silhouette. I had the opportunity to see her face- such beauty one rarely witnesses. Her wistful eyes reflected Summer’s sultry haze, and her lips murmured rumorsSing me a Hymn.
by ~Puffyredrooster
Pinch Me.A new project? Possibly.... _________________________________________________________________Pinch Me.
Rachel Nightingale, an esteemed worker of the HMS Selene, watched while her brother became engulfed in his own fascination for the very ship that shunned his works. He sat, hunched over. His curved nose pressed the paper his eyes were so eagerly reading and his palms shook with excitement. Even in the dark room, Rachel could see sweat trickling down his forehead. Her brother retained a child-like curiosity since birth, and it often
by ~Puffyredrooster
Fall From Grace. As soon as Dawn spoke to Felix Anderson, she knew he would be her fall from grace. Dawn was an attractive woman who knew how to handle herself when around men; she had the right dose of charm and beauty. Yet all the years of experience seemed to have been done in vain. Her thoughts became nonexistent, and she might as well have something growing out of her nose. This man threw her off in such a wild, subtle way that she became a small school girl blushing at her crush. The wind twirled her blonde locks awkwardly in her face as she straiFall From Grace.
by ~Puffyredrooster
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Said the couplet to the villanelle "You, for all of your complexity really are a vacuum and a shell overwrought and odd, compared to me. You, for all your cunning and your craft your metaphors and similes and signs conjure awkward rhymes that make me laugh strung together in repeating lines." Said the villanelle to couplet small "I know I can ramble on at times but, you know, you are inside of me and you are complicit in my rhymes. What's ironic though, you know... doggonnit. both of us are stuck within this sonnet."
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