Here are a few galleries o' Drey-brand dread for you to look at with your peepin' orbs.
Check back, it'll change every now and again.
(Obviously nuttin' here now, y'nutter! BUT KEEP THE FAITH.)
WHAT'S A DREY?
A drey is what you call a nest for squirrels. Did you know that?
For information on Drey the Human Person, check out the About section.
Otherwise, here's what you can expect on the daily:
Day o' Sun - Ballad
Day o' Moon - Poem
Tyr's Day - Limerick
Odin's Day - Poem
Thor's Day - Haiku
Frigg's Day - Prose Poem
Saturn's Day - ???
Writing is my jam. Poetry is my peanut butter. I am the bread. Just below you'll find my most recentest write-things. See the full collection of my webwords by clicking the "View All" button just there. PSA: Line-breaks fall apart here, so make sure to click on the link for the FULL EXPERIENCE!
Whistling down the alleyway on a Tuesday afternoon while the rain is pouring down –loose notes without a tune. He wears a shadow ‘cross his eyes , his jacket’s made of sleep, and in each pocket jostling are heaps of tasty treats. Not candies; no, no lollypops, no sugar-laden fare, but songs and words and […]
Platypus jowls : next time someone yells out in frustration and I’m around, “Platypus jowls.” I’ll say it, is what I mean, as a defense mechanism, not for me but for society (so grand, so grand); just blurt out “Platypus jowls,” and then they’ll look at me, bemused, and I’ll just be there in my […]
HELP DREY EAT
Hey y'all. Keep an eye here in the future for links to places where you can buy Drey-brand nonsense and help support my terrible addiction to food and/or BEING ALIVE.
Until I have that set up, please feel free to shoot an email to firstname.lastname@example.org if you see any art or whatnot that you'd be interested in purchasing.
Thanks for stopping by!