In which I abashedly-unabashedly promote my blog

Hellooo I just wanted to show you guys my side blog which is my poetry/writing blog. I post animation on this one (mydollyaviana) but really I write for a living. :) Of course, I do "stuffy" writing for a living so by night I write in a personal blog. If you're interested you can check it out here.

Disney Haiku (Pixar version coming soon)

I wrote this when I was about 18

Of warpaint and crocodiles

And the silver impish shadow Of a tiny dragon’s brow Did burst into a fairy whose name was Tinker bell and firefly and dragonfly with shiny body swell with broken glass’ split gleam; short work at the seams – each night when satin sheeny moon spills milk unto mermaids’ lagoon and sighs their thin sea sighs A war drum beats near by. Of warpaint, and crocodiles; skeleton leaves in lucent piles of pirates’ bark a’mingled with the Nevertree’s veiled leaves and Redskins’ silent cry – a sound well-nigh like mermaids’ thin sea sigh And know the sea reflects his mood A boy who ne’er saw, but understood All laughter’s life and living’s laughs and the thrill of waterfalls’ baths A boy, a boy, such a boy All clad in leaves and smiles With baby’s pearls for gnashing teeth And pixie dust lined underneath A boy, a boy, yet, but a boy Who cannot see beyond the tree Whose veiled leaves mingle with pirates’ bark and redskins’ whiff of paint and wooded smoke. Second star to the right, and straight on till morning Most important this oft-retold warning – not told but whispered – Never Ever In Never Land forget how to fly or you’ll never get back. Never Ever In Never Land Forget the feel of your mother’s hand On your brow Or the tiny silver shadow Of an impish dragon’s brow Might burst into Faerie Sewn with daemon leaves - ‘pon which the mermaids grieve each night when satin sheeny moon spills milk unto mermaids’ lagoon and sighs their thin sea sighs A war drum beats near by.