Biography of Ryan Brodesser
I have had a rather simple life. I was born in a small hospital, in California, and lived there only a few years. When I was about out of the low level grades, we moved to Leonardtown MD where some of the best years of my life was spent. After, and currently, I am a resident of Portland, Damascus area in Oregon, where I got my first volunteer job. I am currently 21 years old.
Ryan Brodesser's Works:
I have never published, but it is my all-time goal to. The closest that I've ever been is having it put in a small paper.
Ryan Brodesser Poems
I remember The heat
Prophecy For Story Percy Jackson And The...
Hero saved from brothers mighty hand you must decide where you stand
A flash! A glare! In the misbegotten street of misery, a light
The beast has been cornered and hurt The beast has been stabbed and is matted with blood, mud and dirt
1. For those men who died 2. With warrior pride 3. Go unto the halls of paradise 4.But for those have lived in evil and vice
A group of friends sailed into the breeze silver tipped and battle worn
Red Vines (Parody Of Red Red Wine By Nei...
Red Vines (Parody of Red wine, by Neil Diamond.) Red red vines
When the sky grows dark after days on eve Twisted shadows start to seeth
Once Upon A Time, In Gotham City, (Parod...
Now it’s always once upon a crime, In gotham city,
Bard, Slayer Of Smaug
twelve dwarves and one shy hobbit came from a hill and under the hill
1. Farewell sweet ship drifting down to the floor 2. Be comforted by my song 3. For if ever I die, on the sea 4. Perhaps you and I could sail some more
I can be multicolored not meant for a dullard
Ode To Crayons
Heres to the crayons Red, and blue
Double A, To The Tune Of ' Ballad Of The...
Charged up full, to do it’s best copper brown, with an aluminum vest
Horns Across The Vale
A horn blows softly across the vale
Like a siren, it wails through hill and vale
The townsmen awake, and close their gate
To prepare for the storm they must await
Even in hours ere long before the light of day