If God meant for us to eat raw fish, He would not have invented fire.
‹G. A. Wagner›
Atlantis: the domain of the Stingray
17Oct
1995
Tue
20:28
author: Stingray
category: Poems
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Song of Sir Cedric

A Fantasy Poem

There was a time when, on IRC, I used to go by the nick SirCedric. Everyone would always ask me who this knight was, and I never had an answer to give them. So, being the creative genious that I am (*cough*), I wrote a poem that describes who this fictitious character was. I always modeled myself as an upstanding citizen on IRC—the perfect gentleman—and I still "play that part" (though I go by a different nick now: Stingray) as I still claim to be The Protector of the Underdog.

28Mar
1994
Mon
20:03
author: Stingray
category: Poems
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Not Far Behind

A Lenten Poem

I was in high school when I wrote this short poem. I wanted to write about the Lenten season. There's always something about Lent that strikes at me—the hymn music is the best of any time of the church year (Christmas being second), the reality of the Gospel (the literal Gospel, thank you Dr. Rossow), and the joyful expectation of the resurrection of the dead. Not Far Behind is a poetic expression of that...from a high schooler's perspective.