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== Transformation Prose, Stories, etc. (or related) ==
[[Beyond the Scope of Reason]]
[[The Mare in the Moonlight]]
Catastrophe and Whispers in the Meadow, a novel (that will probably never be completed)
Part 1:
[[Catastrophe...Ch.1-3]]
[[Catastrophe...Ch.4-6]]
== Mainly Transformation Poetry (or related) ==
[[Beauty in White Flames]]
[[Upon My Future Death or Transfiguration]]
[[Upon My Future Death or Transfiguration]]


By: Justin S. (whiteflame)
[[Houyhnhnm]]
 
[[Before the Break of Day]], a very vivid dream I once had
 
[[Mustaño]], an elegy
 
[[A Young Horse Floats in a Pond of Grass]]
 
[[Untitled]]
 
[[As it may, the heart be known?]]
 
[[As it may, the past be known?]]
 
[[Untitled 2]]
 
[[Finding the Southward Wind]], for a mare that I know and love.
 
[[Becoming One with Helios]]
 
[[An Ovidian Metamorphosis; Poseidon’s Gift]]
 
[[Sonnet 1]]
 
"Perspectives"
 
[[Perceptions]]
 
[[Prison of Leather]]
 
"Poems of Equus"
 
[[Transfiguration]]
 
[[Agitation]]
 
[[Frolic]]
 
 
 
== Non-Transformational Poetry ==
 
[[Circulationoitalucric]]
 
[[Sapling of the Evergreen]]
 
[[Subpoena]]
 
[[The Skewing of Time: A Land's Requiem]]
 
[[A Sylvan Vengeance]]
 
[[A Mare Hath Died and Lived]]


[[A Period]]


Light a candle for me,
[[Lamentation is Grey]]


But not for my death,
[[Watching a Pair of Horses and a Human After a Brief Trip on Foot Along a Paved Road in the Morning]]


For I am not in misery.
[[Lying in Bed One Night in June]]


[[A Letter to the Deceased Poet James Wright]]


Light a candle for me,
[[Nature's Land]]


But not to light a path,
[[Lament to the Eight-Legs]]


For I see the grassy seas.
[[I am Reminded of Thoreau, Standing Beside a Pond Located Near a Retirement Center]]


[[The Ocean]]


Light a candle for me,
[[A Train to Ambiguity]]


But not for my sadness,
[[Fog on the Horizon]]


For I trot far and merrily.
[[On Martyrdom]]


[[The Indifferent Shrew]]


Light a candle for me,
[[A Light Bush Bashing in the Style of Geoffrey Chaucer (1343-1400)]] in couplets of iambic pentameter - Yes, I was in one of those moods. Forgive me...


But not to counsel me,
[[In the midst of a Cold, I wrote this Poem]]


For I am gone and free.
[[Las Rosas en la primavera]]


[[Pictural of Sound Barriers along a Highway]]


Light a candle for me,
[[The Orchard, Two Poems]]


But for only yourself,
[[One, Mourning in Traffic]]


For you are lost in misery.
{{author page|Whiteflame}}

Latest revision as of 16:54, 15 February 2009

Transformation Prose, Stories, etc. (or related)

Beyond the Scope of Reason

The Mare in the Moonlight

Catastrophe and Whispers in the Meadow, a novel (that will probably never be completed)

Part 1:

Catastrophe...Ch.1-3

Catastrophe...Ch.4-6

Mainly Transformation Poetry (or related)

Beauty in White Flames

Upon My Future Death or Transfiguration

Houyhnhnm

Before the Break of Day, a very vivid dream I once had

Mustaño, an elegy

A Young Horse Floats in a Pond of Grass

Untitled

As it may, the heart be known?

As it may, the past be known?

Untitled 2

Finding the Southward Wind, for a mare that I know and love.

Becoming One with Helios

An Ovidian Metamorphosis; Poseidon’s Gift

Sonnet 1

"Perspectives"

Perceptions

Prison of Leather

"Poems of Equus"

Transfiguration

Agitation

Frolic


Non-Transformational Poetry

Circulationoitalucric

Sapling of the Evergreen

Subpoena

The Skewing of Time: A Land's Requiem

A Sylvan Vengeance

A Mare Hath Died and Lived

A Period

Lamentation is Grey

Watching a Pair of Horses and a Human After a Brief Trip on Foot Along a Paved Road in the Morning

Lying in Bed One Night in June

A Letter to the Deceased Poet James Wright

Nature's Land

Lament to the Eight-Legs

I am Reminded of Thoreau, Standing Beside a Pond Located Near a Retirement Center

The Ocean

A Train to Ambiguity

Fog on the Horizon

On Martyrdom

The Indifferent Shrew

A Light Bush Bashing in the Style of Geoffrey Chaucer (1343-1400) in couplets of iambic pentameter - Yes, I was in one of those moods. Forgive me...

In the midst of a Cold, I wrote this Poem

Las Rosas en la primavera

Pictural of Sound Barriers along a Highway

The Orchard, Two Poems

One, Mourning in Traffic