Lion HeartIt is building up deep within her fragile body like a heaving monsoon forming over the dry, cracked, heavy heat of an African savannah; an unforgiving and all-consuming storm desperately willing to drown out its less than fleeting welcome. Flickering with ceaseless coils of skin-searing energy like a grey-faced fugitive's adrenaline stricken heartbeat, it is not a bringer of life, but a threat to itand even the most reckless are hardwired to take flight in the face of such a colossal and uncompromising foe.Lion Heart3 years ago in Short Stories
Beyond these white-washed walls, the world would have her believe that she is brave, a lioness, an exception confronted by the inevitable; but outrunning the storm is no longer an option, and she has never felt more betrayed. Slowly, it is emanating from her heart and through the pulmonary arterythere, free to roll and crash, it engulfs her lungs in a terrible thunder that rattles the brittle bones holding her together. The ominous feeling that has settled into
Lion-Hearted GirlIt was the cold that finally did it;Lion-Hearted Girl5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word
drove me inside the wardrobe
where I curled up and closed off.
It was safe there, hemmed in
amongst the coloured wool sweaters,
the neatly pressed t-shirts and the flat
paper ghosts, hanging -
as if in suspense - with breath
baited, stagnated. Their air thick
and warm like syrup, sweet narcotic
cloying in my throat,
dragging me deep like a lullaby
to somewhere dull and safe
But outside, I can still hear you:
a ghost, roaming your own
card-plated home, clawing at the door.
You! What are you hiding in there for?
Get out here now - you can't keep running
away forever, you know! It's pathetic! (Or,
as the case may be, parenthetic
just a pause to let me catch my [your]
breath) Do you think I can ignore
this? All your mumbling and
rocking and crying and lip-biting
tumbles as you trip, tongue-tied,
knock-kneed, to Narnia? You
(never could understand how I got lost
in every moment of mouths that opened
over my he
Lion HeartI am a girl of the sunLion Heart11 months ago in Free Verse
and lion blood pumps
through my veins.
Of Half-Filled WordsShe is not a flutterbird.Of Half-Filled Words4 years ago in Free Verse
Her fingers are skittish,
her smile is not.
Do not fear that you will
drive it away.
Sadness is her fumbling limb.
It is unwanted, yet
When it is January
she will tell you,
"I am still struggling.
And I am becoming so many people
all at once.
A conglomeration of beauty that
I have managed to mangle.
Please, do not be sad for me."
Sometimes her sorrow is
meant for you. But mostly her.
Those specks and spots
of ocean storm lulls
reveal her truths:
ones she does not want
to extract from herself.
Her heart is not a rabbit.
When it beats
faster, faster, faster,
you need not
run harder to catch it.
SoRoku - Roxas Loves KittiesSoRoku - Roxas Loves Kitties8 years ago in Teen
MHC: Ive been having such a weird Lion King addiction lately XD
Demyx: So you youve found yourself somebody whod chase Sora up a tree???
Axel: Were not even in this fanfiction.
Demyx: well now we are! ^_^
It was a mild day for Sora and RoxasRoxas was watching TV while Sora did the dishes like he did every Saturday.
Dammit, Sora curses, Why does MY chore day have to be on Saturday ?!
Roxas chuckles. Because you keep procrastinating on asking Leon to move it to Monday.
The two had decided that traveling around had grown on them and compromised on moving to Radiant Garden while every month or so visiting Riku, Naminé and Kairi on the Islands.
Today a majority of the Restoration Committee was out running errands, save for Sora and Roxas who currently have the house to themselves.
There! Done! Sora declares as he puts the last dish in the dishwasher before cl
The Lion and the Lamb, Chapter 1The Lion and the Lamb, Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters
The Lion and the Lamb
Story By: CrazyRabidPony
Written By: CrazyRabidPony
Chapters 1-17 Edited By: emp_zealoth
Chapter One: The Unexpected Visitor
It was mid-March in the magical land of Equestria. The wintry chill swept through the lands, in some areas harsh, while in others not so much. The town known as Ponyville, and the area around it, received a fresh blanket of snow on the previous night. Local residents emerged from their homes to behold Mother Nature’s gift, as schools were closed and workers were issued a day off from their duties. Ponies of all ages bundled up in appropriate attire to keep warm as they ventured out to indulge themselves in the winter wonderland. While most enjoyed the spectacle, there were individuals who found it a nuisance. When ponies have had their fill of fun in the snow, they would go inside their toasty homes to curl up around a fireplace and wrap up in a warm blanket or tre
Carry Me HomeDoes anyone remember those nights,Carry Me Home3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics
Cold and so alone, and nothing ever seemed to feel right?
(Don't you remember, you always thought you were gonna die...?)
Does anyone remember the pain,
Of going to bed sober, and waking up insane?
(Don't you remember, you were always the one who took the blame...?)
It's like we're coming apart at the seams...!
And everybody's speaking dead languages,
And nobody knows what anything means...!
Well, I have had my fill of silence,
I have had my share of screams,
I am sick to death of violence,
I'm going back to the land of my dreams...
(Justwaita, justwaita, justwaita, just wait a...)
Just one second more...!
I'm gonna carry me home...!
I hear the whisper over the storm,
Goin back to where I was born,
Not in heart, but in soul
(One second more!)Gonna carry me home...!
I hear the whistle of the dawn,
Got to go, it's been too long,
I'm gonna carry me home...
(Justwaita, justwaita, justwaita, just wait...)
Does anybody remember yesterday?
We can't go back,
UWRG: App1: Common Wolf MisconceptionsUWRG: App1: Common Wolf Misconceptions4 years ago in Editorial
"Wolves have never attacked people before."
Has teeth, will bite! You cannot exclude captive wolves from this sort of statement. Any predatory animal can and will bite under the circumstances. There is plenty of documentation that shows wolves have indeed been known to attack humans, including the natives. This is, of course, taking into account rabid, healthy, provoked and unprovoked wolves. But the main focal point being that wolves HAVE attacked people before. One of the most famous pieces of literature documenting wolf attacks is Wolves in Russia by Will N. Graves and Valerius Geist.
"Okay, but there has never been a documented case of a healthy wolf killing a human in North America."
There are in fact two that recently happened over the past 6 years, Candice Berner and Kenton Carnegie. However, because wolfaboos like to believe that another animal was to blame, here is a quoted passage: "On March 7th, 1888 at New Rockford in the
ReleaseRelease5 years ago in Free Verse
Do you see
when you look in my eyes?
Do you see a devil
Is there not a heart
beating in my chest?
Will your fear ever
be lain to rest?
Are there any
you can trust?
Or will fear
make us a disgust.
Will you hold me
to every wrong
or will you someday
see the right?
I am not a dog
who loves to fight -
I am a dog
who is no different,
I want love and compassion,
to provide you full
I envy those breeds
for which every man loves
I am left in shelters,
a happy dog, still,
and I am forgotten
your hate leaving me ill
in the minds of others
who look for a dog,
I am not the first they seek,
I am the distant monster
in the fog.
I am the one who will tear
the world apart.
I am the one
with the shrunken heart .
I am the one
who will leave you in pain.
I am the one
For it is I,
who through all my
will suffer and mourn,
who will be left behind,
who will be buried.
oh, but I
The Lion and the Lamb, Chap 6The Lion and the Lamb, Chap 64 years ago in Introductions & Chapters
The Lion and the Lamb
Chapter Six: Comfort
Smokey set a towel wrapped around a chunk of snow upon Fluttershy's forehead to help reduce the fever. Even though the pegasus' shuddering body revolted against having anything cold touch her, she knew it was what she needed to fight the fever. Her painkiller had worn off and the dull throbbing in her hoof added to her misery.
The dragon retrieved another pain pill and a glass of water for her. "Here you are, Miss Fluttershy. Another painkiller for your hoof."
Removing the makeshift ice pack from her forehead, Fluttershy slowly sat upright. She accepted the proffered capsule and swallowed it down with the glass of water. Handing it back to the reptile, she snuggled back under the covers and replaced the cold press on her head.
"I'll go out and get you some medicine right away." Smokey brushed Fluttershy's cheek with the backs of his index and middle fingers. He wasn't too fon
'Ware The Fae'Ware The Fae7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
'Ware The Fae
To those who walk the secret places,
By the meres
Through shadowed night and mornings bright
When deft sunlight
Through branches spears,
O'er the hills and e'er anon
When heights are won
And clouds enfold,
Or diving 'mongst the reefs of gold
And sights untold
And floating there,
Who, ming'ling with creatures of old
And fishes bold
And mermaids' hair,
Patrol the surf and dunes of sand
Along the strand
For the call
From Neptune's hall
Where the seashells slide and glisten
You who sleep among desert stars
When camel cars
Who through the dust and on the prowl
With coyotes' howl
To those whose tracks lead ever back
To leafy scenes,
In jungles green,
And those who cross great grassy plains
You who hearken to the Lady's call
And see it all
That she unveils for you to share,
If finding there
Then be aware that if you dare
If you use care:
You will find
That which ever onward trails
The Lion and the Lamb, Chap 2The Lion and the Lamb, Chap 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters
Chapter Two: Gentle Hands
Warmth welcomed Fluttershy like a friendly neighbor as she regained consciousness. Lifting her head from a deep crimson pillow propped up by the arm of the couch, she noticed she was laying on her right side cocooned snuggly in a thick sky blue quilt. The slight shifted of her body as she tried rolling onto her stomach jostled the sharp sear in her left pastern. The pony nosed aside the fold of blanket covering her leg, eyes widening in shock at what her curiosity had found. Half of her lower leg was wrapped tightly in gauze soaked in a mixture of blood and a brown liquid she guessed was iodine, a startled squeak leaping from her throat at the sight of it.
“Oh, good. You’re awake,” a masculine voice interrupted the silence in the room, causing the pegasus to jump a little.
Turning her head to the right where the voice had originated from, she found a dragon garbed in an apron co
You gave me sunset loveShe was grass-stainedYou gave me sunset love2 years ago in Free Verse
with bleeding, bare-foot
because she’d always said
that shoes were for porcelain girls
afraid of callous skin.
and she was not fear.
when it crept in on white
she would make lions of trembling girls,
which craved and devoured
from her temples
You can't hurt me anymore.
lion skinned, rabbit hearted.i am awoken by a light tapping on my door and a kiss on my forehead. the stars still rest outside of my window; it is midnight and you are a hurricane. you have this stone wall around you; when we're entwined, i still feel canyons between us. when we're together, i feel we are apart. the cold air separates flesh and shows just how different we are.lion skinned, rabbit hearted.4 years ago in Free Verse
you keep me 'til dawn, telling stories old and new. it is cold and my knees are to my chest, trying to fight off the chill. you pull the covers over my body, and somehow i feel even colder. the blankets are woolen, but not warm; the fibers scrape like daggers to my skin. i've never felt this fragile before. these bones are not mine - mine were stable. these never will be.
collisions of molecules and feelings and opinions send waves of uncertainty crashing to the shore. you tell me you love me, but you're sorry. i tell you i hate you, but i need you. i never was one to be drawn to the ocean, but the way the darkness sinks right to bottom leav
The Lion and the Lamb, Chap 5The Lion and the Lamb, Chap 54 years ago in Introductions & Chapters
The Lion and the Lamb
Chapter Five: A Little Tender Loving Care
Smokey ceased dragging the mattress once it was positioned in front of the fireplace--at a safe distance from the flames, of course. He groaned deeply and gripped the fang wound stinging his arm, which was coated in his dark red blood, and it continued to seep the liquid of life. Adrenaline spiked by the need to tend to his wounds, he scurried into the bathroom. He returned with the familiar bottle of iodine held horizontally between his jaws and a white towel pressed against the bottom row of bite marks on his arm.
The section of bottle in Smokey's jaw became lubricated with his saliva, enabling it to easily slip from his slick-surfaced teeth as he plopped down on his bottom several feet away from the bathroom's doorway. "Oh!" the dragon groaned in frustration as the bottle escaped his mouth and rolled away out of his reach.
Fluttershy looked on with worry gracing her features. Her unyielding urge to nu
The Lion and the Lamb, Chap 3The Lion and the Lamb, Chap 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters
Chapter Three: Bonding
The dragon returned shortly after putting his medical supplies away, ambling into the kitchenette to wash his hands. As the mixture of warm water and soap coated his hands, splashing away any traces of bodily fluids, he turned his head into the direction of the yellow pegasus, offering her a gregarious grin. The mare half-turned her head away from him shyly. Finding the pony's bashfulness positively adorable, the reptile couldn't help but give a soft chuckle. After drying off his hands, he grabbed a ladle and a bowl from the overhead cabinet--though it wasn't much of an "overhead" cabinet considering the dragon's stature--and proceeded to fill it. After all, the home was built with ponies in mind.
He directed himself towards Fluttershy, taking great care to not spill the chowder as it swished about in the bowl with every movement he made. He slowly knelt in front of her and blew into the bowl just as he had done for the baby griffon.
Faith of the Heart-Pt 3-Ch 18Faith of the HeartFaith of the Heart-Pt 3-Ch 182 years ago in Introductions & Chapters
Part 3: Chapter 18
HONEST AND FOR TRUE
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The next morning after breakfast, Donald came back down to the galley to find Marina finishing putting away the clean dishes with Silver.
"First, I hear that you helped with last night's dinner and now I find you doing the dishes," Donald's eyes were wide. "You've changed overnight, Marina. How do you do it, Silver?"
"Was there something you needed, Duck?" asked Si
Just WhistleYears have passed, time has flownJust Whistle4 years ago in Free Verse
And once again I have left all I've ever known
But this time I chose it, to go find my place
I'm no longer the angel with the pretty face
Companions have come, companions have gone
There are even a few who have died and moved on
It's only been a few years, since we conquered sin
But when it faded away just what did I win?
I knew I would disappear, because I was a dream
Spending so much time alone would make anyone scream
Somehow she brought me back, she gave the fayth peace
I'd never have guessed love would grant me release
Release isn't freedom, I had to see more
I'd journeyed the world but I wanted to explore
The grown woman nodded, she'd done it herself
For her I will preserve my love and my health
Since we came together, we have never parted
We'll never live stories that end broken hearted
We've experienced much pain, it would make people bristle
But I'll go through it again if she decides to whistle
I AMI AMI AM4 years ago in Free Verse
I AM Life, what I give is everlasting.
I AM the way. Follow me and you will be free.
I AM the bread. Read my word, for it is I, and you will find life there.
I AM the light that guides your path, with me you will not fall.
I AM LORD to those who obey my commands.
I AM Savior to those who feel sorry for being unfaithful to me, turning from the sin that separates us and confessing it, putting their confidence only in me.
I AM a friend to those who give up their lives in sacrifice for me.
I AM the cornerstone, I give strength to all who humble themselves and put faith and trust in me.
I AM the Prince of Peace, with me you will find rest, for my yoke is easy and my burden is light.
I AM Love. I gave everything I had for you so we could be together.
I AM the same yesterday, today, tomorrow and forever! I have not and will not ever change!
I AM FOREVER!
I AM in everything, everyw
Dandelions In Winter Dandelions In WinterDandelions In Winter 1 year ago in Free Verse
cry for me beautiful ghost.
let the wind quake your being
and rattle you like winter fangs;
let sharp air bite at your arms.
(it’s good for you, i promise.)
let snow cover your limbs
and shiver under it.
let it sleep, seep, slip
into the bend of your elbows.
ice tighten as if gone
without flex, bow, stretch.
your compact ossein,
may fold like origami
under bitter crystals
but let me crane my arms
from your bird cage
that wishes to extend.
i won’t be the wind
beneath your wings
but the metal beams
that hold your weight
until you reach prosthesis.
dandelions in winter
may be weighed down
by the blizzard,
but you are a lion’s tooth
that bites just as sharp
as the winter blues might.
i won’t be, can’t be
the wind beneath your wings
because you are a lion’s tooth
carrying avalanche anvils
atop your shoulder blades
and i cannot say i understand that
to a full extent.
but if it ever becomes too much,
remember that ozma’s ch
Faith of the Heart-Pt 3-Ch 17Faith of the HeartFaith of the Heart-Pt 3-Ch 172 years ago in Introductions & Chapters
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A BRIGHTER SIDE
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Marina really meant it when she promised to stay by Kopa's side at all times. She barely moved from that spot in the mess hall closest to the gyro-stove in the galley. Through the few days that had passed by, Marina never left the gall
WildYou could never be strangers againWild3 years ago in Free Verse
in that void of charged space
between the eyes and the air.
And the other people, who are
less than faces in the crowd.
Maybe it was a true dream of
dark times, always walking,
you are thief protected by gloss
that they could break
if only they knew how.
The lion at the zoo could
jump the fence, the wolves
could dig beneath the glass.
Safety is a mutual ignorance,
and it is something to be reminded
through wilds of the woods,
that she has fangs
and so do you.
Golden AfternoonI long to go back to the daysGolden Afternoon1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
When all was not stained these muted grays,
But shaded hues of golden afternoon;
I feel like everything ended too soon...
Wishing I could return to the place
Where you always had a smiling face,
With fallen leaves stuck in our hair,
And dirt that seemed to cling everywhere...
Leaving trails through the empty forest wood,
Racing to catch up, if only I could...
Lost out in the middle of nowhere,
When my heart is gone, you can find it there...
Everything was shiny and gold,
Never thinking that we would grow old,
I'd take a nap and dream of bees,
Lurking there, safari through the trees...
The jungle cat would lie in the shade,
Watching, as my dreams slowly fade...
This place only exists within my memory,
Yet no one can wake me from this reverie...
It's my sacred secret place,
Where I vanish, without a trace...