Willow B. Coldfeather : Writing

Sir Flawed

Sir Flawed

A Poem by Willow B. Coldfeather


A very young boy is arrested for a petty crime, when his father stands up for him, the law once again turns it's back on an (semi)innocent man.
Fortunate Fool

Fortunate Fool

A Poem by Willow B. Coldfeather


My interpretation of the song Fortunate Fool by Jack Johnson.
Cobalt Ventilation

Cobalt Ventilation

A Poem by Willow B. Coldfeather


We need to take care of the air we breath, and stop damaging it with our selfish needs.
Still He Remains Forgotten

Still He Remains Forgotten

A Poem by Willow B. Coldfeather


A dying soldier, who might have been able to be treated, had war not been accepted in our society.
Wishful Thinking Patriot

Wishful Thinking Patriot

A Poem by Willow B. Coldfeather


My message to the political leaders of both Canada and the US. I'm sick of the war, the power hungry, money-obsessed individuals who run our countries..
Her Blue Dress

Her Blue Dress

A Story by Willow B. Coldfeather


From the viewpoint of a man who will always be reminded of his first love by the color blue.
Coldblood Amongst Cobblestone.

Coldblood Amongst Cobblestone.

A Poem by Willow B. Coldfeather


He lurks amongst the candlelit streets, in alleyways. Looking for a delicious midnight snack. His pointed fangs are eager to sink into a female's lusc..
TooT

TooT

A Poem by Willow B. Coldfeather


Each word is spelled forwards, and connected to the same word spelled backwards.
Always My Protection

Always My Protection

A Poem by Willow B. Coldfeather


A Wizardring World adventure with me and my Patronus charm. An encounter between those heartless Dementors and I.
Golden Underwear.

Golden Underwear.

A Story by Willow B. Coldfeather


A young boy in golden underwear comes across skittles with pixie voices that lead him on a nude adventure.

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