A Traditionally Untitled Haiku
About something blue
His brilliant plumage
and seduction dance perfect -
New life is eager
About the Creator
Andrew LaBree
As a creator, I typically work with wood, carving and crafting handmade objects and furniture that are practical, seasonal, or fantastical. Professionally I own my own building company. This is my first endeavor in writing creatively.
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Dragons of Osmaria
“There weren’t always dragons in the Valley!,” whispered Liri, sounding shocked and dumbfounded as she dove out of sight. Susgu had quickly crouched behind a cluster of boulders as soon as they had crested the ridgeline and caught a glimpse of the great serpents. Even at this distance, they would have been easily spotted by the dragons’ exceptional sight had they been looking this way, like field mice to a hungry hawk. Hoping they had escaped detection, Susgu signaled to Liri. Fearful of the great beasts’ hearing as well, he signaled using the intricate hand movements used by the Llianese trackers, though he had been scouting with Liri for so long, she would have understood a sideways glance of his eyes. They each carefully and in turn, peered out from their cover to observe the Valley beyond.
By Andrew LaBree2 years ago in Fiction
OF MOTHERHOOD.
Dear mother-to-be, I wanted to let you know how very, very special I think you are. I don't think there can be any job that is more meaningful than the one you are about to begin, that of being a mom. You are the most important person in the world to your precious unborn baby, and you will be for many years.
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