Maternal by Inky-Paws, literature
Literature
Maternal
Everyone always gives me an odd look when I say that I want children.
I do want children. My own children made with my own skin and bones and hair and spit.
I want to care for them, to watch them grow up to be beautiful people, I want to give life to my children alongside my partner.
Everyone always says that period cramps suck. And they do! I've spent whole days curled up on my bed because of them. But you know what? Those pains are a reminder of something wonderful. The very idea that my body can create life, brand new sticky, noisy life, from a tangled mess of biology so small that I could not see it with my own eye, is incredible. My bod
Snow by Inky-Paws, literature
Literature
Snow
Unleashed is winter,
In the form of snow and ice,
Flakes of crystal cold,
Twirling, whirling, swirling down,
Frozen to the earthen ground.
The Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat by Inky-Paws, literature
Literature
The Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat
Joseph's coat is an amazing variety of different colours, ranging from blue to ochre in fantastical swirls and stripes.
The sleeves are flared and the inside of his coat is lined with what seems like pure gold, but ever so soft, softer than silk.
The colours are like jewels sparking ruby and sapphire.
It has even been scented with lavender and jasmine perfume so that the wearer could always be basking in delicious smells wherever they went.
When Joseph turns the base spreads out into a kaleidoscope of incredible twisting and twirling colours.
There is no need for adjustments either, because this coat was made for one person and one per
We Went Into The Woods One Day by Inky-Paws, literature
Literature
We Went Into The Woods One Day
We went into the woods one day,
All dressed in neko gear,
Hats, tails, ears an' scarves,
Roamin' far an' near.
I were a black an' rainbow kit,
Prancing ahead of the group,
Runnin', skippin', jumpin', twirlin',
With my funky clothed troupe.
We went into the woods one day,
All dressed in neko gear,
Hats, tails, ears an' scarves,
Roamin' far an' near.
Amy was a collie dog,
She had forgotten her tail at home,
Skulled scarf upon her head,
Trampin' about in the loam.
We went into the woods one day,
All dressed in neko gear,
Hats, tails, ears an' scarves,
Roamin' far an' near.
Naomi whiten pussy-cat,
Did nay like it at all,
Wal
StormChasm by Inky-Paws, literature
Literature
StormChasm
Slowly the bedraggled wolf came round. He had no clue of who he was or how he had got there; all he knew was of a splitting pain arching through his head and hindpaw.
Groggily he tried to stand; but his legs collapsed beneath him, leaving him in a slumped sitting position.
His mind was a swirling mist and he could remember nought of any life before he had regained consciousness, just moments ago.
It was like some sort of chasm had opened up in his brain and swallowed its contents. His ears pricked as a not-too-distant rumble of thunder found them.
In seconds the heavens opened, drenching him in the cold wetness of rain.
A small rhyme see
Death is Not the End by Inky-Paws, literature
Literature
Death is Not the End
Death is not the end, she say,
Death is not the end today,
Though your life is still short,
Everything that you have sought,
You can now die in peace knowing you have helped shape this world,
As it's never ending path has before you unfurled,
Die today, and start anew,
Bless eternity, as it will you.
Unicorn Ascending by Inky-Paws, literature
Literature
Unicorn Ascending
Unicorn Ascending
A golden stairway beckons,
Descending from on high,
A unicorn shall be my guide,
Why walk when you can fly?
The world falls from my feet,
As we ride the sky,
Up and up the steps we climb,
Why walk when you can fly?
Maternal by Inky-Paws, literature
Literature
Maternal
Everyone always gives me an odd look when I say that I want children.
I do want children. My own children made with my own skin and bones and hair and spit.
I want to care for them, to watch them grow up to be beautiful people, I want to give life to my children alongside my partner.
Everyone always says that period cramps suck. And they do! I've spent whole days curled up on my bed because of them. But you know what? Those pains are a reminder of something wonderful. The very idea that my body can create life, brand new sticky, noisy life, from a tangled mess of biology so small that I could not see it with my own eye, is incredible. My bod
The Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat by Inky-Paws, literature
Literature
The Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat
Joseph's coat is an amazing variety of different colours, ranging from blue to ochre in fantastical swirls and stripes.
The sleeves are flared and the inside of his coat is lined with what seems like pure gold, but ever so soft, softer than silk.
The colours are like jewels sparking ruby and sapphire.
It has even been scented with lavender and jasmine perfume so that the wearer could always be basking in delicious smells wherever they went.
When Joseph turns the base spreads out into a kaleidoscope of incredible twisting and twirling colours.
There is no need for adjustments either, because this coat was made for one person and one per
We Went Into The Woods One Day by Inky-Paws, literature
Literature
We Went Into The Woods One Day
We went into the woods one day,
All dressed in neko gear,
Hats, tails, ears an' scarves,
Roamin' far an' near.
I were a black an' rainbow kit,
Prancing ahead of the group,
Runnin', skippin', jumpin', twirlin',
With my funky clothed troupe.
We went into the woods one day,
All dressed in neko gear,
Hats, tails, ears an' scarves,
Roamin' far an' near.
Amy was a collie dog,
She had forgotten her tail at home,
Skulled scarf upon her head,
Trampin' about in the loam.
We went into the woods one day,
All dressed in neko gear,
Hats, tails, ears an' scarves,
Roamin' far an' near.
Naomi whiten pussy-cat,
Did nay like it at all,
Wal
StormChasm by Inky-Paws, literature
Literature
StormChasm
Slowly the bedraggled wolf came round. He had no clue of who he was or how he had got there; all he knew was of a splitting pain arching through his head and hindpaw.
Groggily he tried to stand; but his legs collapsed beneath him, leaving him in a slumped sitting position.
His mind was a swirling mist and he could remember nought of any life before he had regained consciousness, just moments ago.
It was like some sort of chasm had opened up in his brain and swallowed its contents. His ears pricked as a not-too-distant rumble of thunder found them.
In seconds the heavens opened, drenching him in the cold wetness of rain.
A small rhyme see
Death is Not the End by Inky-Paws, literature
Literature
Death is Not the End
Death is not the end, she say,
Death is not the end today,
Though your life is still short,
Everything that you have sought,
You can now die in peace knowing you have helped shape this world,
As it's never ending path has before you unfurled,
Die today, and start anew,
Bless eternity, as it will you.
Unicorn Ascending by Inky-Paws, literature
Literature
Unicorn Ascending
Unicorn Ascending
A golden stairway beckons,
Descending from on high,
A unicorn shall be my guide,
Why walk when you can fly?
The world falls from my feet,
As we ride the sky,
Up and up the steps we climb,
Why walk when you can fly?
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