tashmoister

1yr hundred deviations- woo-hoo!

'Wallow not in mires that Reek with the concoction of all Desires that eat from within' Ever a voice echoing loud From the depths of the undiscovered Sources of all of man's fires; While yet another will rises high That wills me on to grab onto What this eye first sees; Is it the Rise of dawn that catches my eyes? When all the skies above me are Stained a pink gold; when the frail clouds Wisp in the morning breeze; meekly Mirroring the orders of the Wielder of lights; the new fresh winds Blow from the east, blowing away The yellow leaves of brown trees; and Out from the heavens part the great Clouds and a shaft o

I've got  a new stock profile- I'm still updating it with my pictures but check it out! ~nessa-nathron (https://www.deviantart.com/nessa-nathron) http://nessa-nathron.deviantart.com/ oh and I sat up late writing out strings of verses from my head on my comp... only it's not quite done. I will send it in my next journal entry! Please comment on it! *Dream poetry*!!