Writing

again, something from I made a while ago at home.

Annie Trembles had met the witch As she sat at Arbor Low, Her tears were thick and her heart was sick, She had no place to go, She..

Poetics description of the battle of Ragnarok

The body lay in a mound of hay That was all piled up by the forge, He took one look at the butcher’s hook And the sick rose up ..

Introspective poem written December 2014 by Cody A. Conklin.

Just intoducing myself

The wind grew chill on a summer’s dayAnd the clouds built up outside,‘It looks like a storm is coming our way,’Said the folk of Ezra..

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