Saturday Morning in New YorkTrevor spread the paper out on the table and frowned at the stock market prices. Ever since Wall Street had gone downhill, everything thing else seemed to as well; as well as any common decency when it came to love in this world. There were still moments when he couldnt believe that he had been married for over a full year sometimes. He rubbed his face with both hands as he tried to will away the itch for a female body that he had been having for the past several weeks. It had been quite some time since he had kissed a woman, let alone held one in a bear hug other than his mother.
His mother. She was the one who got him into this mess; arranging a marriage for him behind his back and against his wishes like they were back in medieval England. True, the woman was a knock out in the physical sense, but she certainly wasnt his type; and he wasnt hers. They both made that abundantly clear o
Just King of NarniaJust King of Narnia5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Waiting and watching in the sidelines; always in Peters shadow;
Always in Susans, way; trying to be a good big brother to Lucy;
Tainted by what Ive done our first time in Narnia
Branded a traitor, though redeemed by all and Aslan.
But Ive grown and learned and will never
Do that again; and the most amazing of all,
The Lion has forgiven me, redeemed me, loves me,
And my siblings still love me too. It is a miracle.
Returned to Narnia, no longer grown; was a king in my
Own right this time, and though Peter was still in charge,
I was out from under his shadow and was respected by them all.
I stood beside Lucy, the most believing of us all, and made up for before.
I want to stay! It was my home for so long.
I helped people, not thinking of myself for once.
At least I may come back for one more adventure,
And with Lucy no less! Who would have thought of that?
Though I still have to become an adult for a second time,
I will c
Valiant Queen of NarniaValiant Queen of Narnia5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He is there! Why cant you see him?
Peter, you are the leader, head of us all.
Susan, you believe! I know you do!
Edmund, you sided with me, but why cant you see?
I believe. I do believe in Aslan with all
Of my heart! Perhaps thats why I see him,
And my siblings do not. We returned to England,
Then we came back; but all of us are afraid that it wont last.
Of course I missed Narnia; of course I longed for it;
But I trust Aslan too, no matter how long he took coming
To us, returning us to Narnia, and coming while we were there.
I know I get to come back, but I will never live there again.
It hurts me too. I also grew in Cair Paravel.
I had friends that I thought of as family
Battles that I helped fight; people that I watched die.
I also returned to England as an adult no longer.
But I learned. We got to come back as four
For one last time; we got to be a part of Narnian
Laputa's PrincessLaputa's Princess5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I look up in the sky
And imagine where Laputa flies.
I smile with glee to know that the city is free
No one to use its terrible powers, it will no more be seen.
Five years it has been since Pazu and I went on that great adventure;
For five years Pazu has been a welcome bur.
He came with me to my farm and has stayed ever since.
I must admit I do not mind a bit; when Im with him, lifes a cinch.
He never fails to give me a smile or find ways to make me laugh;
I think the only time he doesnt smile is when I tell him he needs a bath.
Dola and the boys visit once a year with stories and gifts galore.
When they are here, life is certainly never a bore!
Dola often looks at us in a strange way and a certain gleam
I am almost certain that I know what that gleam means.
Sometimes he looks at me strangely, and yet I have the same look in my eye.
One day, I know the look will be something we can no longer deny.
Then the words will become actions; and we will be complete
High King of NarniaHigh King of Narnia5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Once a king or queen of Narnia,
Always a king or queen of Narnia,
The Lion told us way back when,
But then the four of us were in England again!
We were grown up; tall and strong
The four of us were actually getting along!
And then back to England we appeared once more
As children and going to school; what a bore!
I have waited so long to return
To Narnia so much my heart burns.
I have learned so much and ruled well for so long
But it is Caspians turn to help Narnia sing a new song.
Narnia is my home. Nothing can change that.
I want to stay, but I know I cant.
Aslan himself told Susan and I
That though Narnia is home in our heart, here we cannot bide.
He says weve learned all we can from this place,
But Narnia is the only place where I feel whole and safe.
Aslan is kind and wise knows what he is doing.
I just wish when Edmund and Lucy come back I can also go adventuring.
It is still home, and I will long for it every day;
I will reme
Gentle Queen of NarniaGentle Queen of Narnia5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I was a queen, the most beautiful in the land;
Suitors and princes came to court me for my hand.
Now I am only a teenager in England, awkward and shy,
Where the boys dont even know how to lift a broadsword!
First Im whisked away to Narnia where I grow up as queen,
Whisked away back to England where being an adult is still just a dream,
And now I am back again in Narnia, with no hope of staying.
I am queen still, but must make leave for someone new. Caspian.
Caspian. Tall, strong, compassionate to my Narnians.
Would he have been alive when I was queen!
Or even if he were from England, or even if I could stay.
Either way, I cannot stay, and he cannot come.
Peter and I are never coming back,
And once again I must go through growing up.
But waitmy years in Narnia have given me what I need
To live in England again, Aslan has given me a great gift indeed.
Not everything happens the same way twice;
I am sad to leave Narnia, my home, but a new adventure
EscapeEscape5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Soared through the air with the help of some pixie dust;
Rode on the waves with Mad Kestrel;
Cast spells with Harry, Ron, and Hermione;
And plotted pranks with Emmett;
Bowed before Prince Phillip and Princess Aurora;
Had a duet with Snow White and Cinderella;
Stood in awe of Beast's library and raided Treasure Island;
But still had time to attend classes with Blade and Kit;
Transformed into a cobra with Zane;
And flew with Anikan and Obi-Wan;
Explored Inkworld with Meggie and Farid;
Escaped from slavery in Esurh;
Fought with the Kings and Queens of Narnia;
And danced the First Snow with the fauns;
Climbed over the Wall with Christian;
Helped Sophie grow plants and put Howl in his place;
Rode on dragons;
Danced with faeries;
Swam with mermaids;
Fought evil villainsand won.
Who did all of these things and survive?
I did all of these things.
Through my writing.
Through my dreams.
Books take you places
That reality cannot;
Even though reality is where I must live;
I always escape to
Memories of NarniaMemories of Narnia6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A single step was all it took
To send the sons of Adam and daughters of Eve
On the greatest adventure of their lives.
They stepped through the wardrobe
And stood in awe of the white woods
Before them. The emotions felt could not
Be expressed in wordsA home coming
Of a home that you never knew existed
An indescribable emotion of belief that the world
Truly is good. And Aslan represents it all.
Then they left.
Emptiness and heartbreak.
Longing for return.
A pinch! A horn!
They have been called back!
They are on a beach. Realization dawns
Of where they are. Joyindescribable joy
To see their Narnia of old.
They have changed.
Narnia has changed.
Where is Aslan? Narnia is not the same without him.
Waiting. Always waiting.
Hope flickers with the smallest of all.
She remembers the joy. She remembers the
First time stepping into Narnia.
Only then he returns for all to see,
And now there is
Spirited Away: EpilogueSpirited Away: Epilogue3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chihiro looked around at her new school. She was starting in the middle of a fall semester and she was all alone. Her parents had dropped her off at the front entrance for her first day of school. "I miss Haku, and Lin, and Kamajii," Chihiro sighed. "I think I would even be glad to see Yubaba." It had been a week since she had left everyone behind and Chihiro was feeling a little homesick for everyone. She knew that it would be dangerous to go back but that didn't stop her wishing that she could go back. Chihiro took a deep breath and began to walk up the steps into the school. It was a madhouse inside with children shouting and screaming.
"Excuse me?" Chihiro said to a woman who looked like she was a teacher.
"Walk! Don't run!" the lady yelled to two boys who were having a race down the hallway.
"Excuse me!" Chihiro said a little louder. When the woman finally looked at her Ch
A MomentOh what a night.A Moment4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What a glorious night.
He held my hand;
He offered his arm;
He stroked my hair;
Kissed the top of my head.
It is a night I will hold dear
For all of my life!
Romance was only one-sided
I can except that;
Though my heart sighs and aches
Each time I do.
I still get to see him
Even though there are moments
Where I never existed in his eyes.
But thats all right if he doesnt see.
I had a moment of romance;
And a moment is all it will ever be.
The BattleThe Battle6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Aslan! Where are you!
Is the cry as Narnians left
And right begin to die
While Peter, Susan, and Edmund fight for whats right.
Caspian swings his sword and saves Peter from a blow;
They nod at each other and continue
On their way, not knowing if they will survive the next fight.
Lucy rushes about on Aslans back
Reminding the trees how to move;
Reminding the animals how to talk;
Reminding the people of their heart.
Their faith. Their Hope.
A roar in the distance!
He is here! He is here!
The day has been saved and the Narnians live!
Talmorens run, the Narnians cheer.
Hope is reached.
The spirit of Narnia has returned to its people
Long Live Aslan.
Profiling the ProfilersProfiling the Profilers4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Profiling the Profilers: A Musician's Perspective
Explanation: A pianist often works alone and is admired for his skill and technique. He is confident in his abilities and is comfortable in the spotlight. However, a versatile pianist's skill is not only in being able to play the difficult piano pieces, everything from Mozart to Rachmaninoff, but being able to accompany others. When he is called upon to accompany another soloist, he is content to be in the background and support the featured soloists time to shine.
Explanation: The string family often feels superior to the rest of the instruments for they were the founding instruments and what all music was built upon after them. They are proud of their Old World heritage. Cellists, un
New King of NarniaNew King of Narnia5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Once a king or queen of Narnia,
Always a king or queen of Narnia.
And the Lion was right when he
Spoke those words, for here they are now.
They may not look like much at first
Glance, but they are so much more than they seem.
Its almost terrifying being under their scrutiny
Trying to lead without making a mistakeespecially hers.
The littlest girl is sweet; sends a smile my way when
Needed; the next oldest is a fighter, though waits for his
Brothers cue, he is a leader as well; just like his brother.
I do respect his brother. I wish he would respect me.
And then, there is her. She sides with her brother,
But she tries to help him see what I say too. She amazes me.
The four of them stayed last time they came; I wish they would!
I wish to know her. I wish her to stay, or at least I to go! I wish many things.
But the Lion came to help. I saw the Lion of legend.
And he is sendi
If Arthur Had a Journal......Hmmmmmm What should I make Merlin do today? I think I had him clean my armor yesterday but it wouldn't hurt to make him clean it again. I should also make him hold my targets for knife throwing today as punishment for messing up my dinner last night. Faeries stealing my foodhow stupid does he think I am? Never mind that. There are times when I truly believe that only half of his brain exists in that thick head of his.If Arthur Had a Journal......3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Then he has these moments when he acts so wise; like he knows things that I don't know which is of course ridiculous. I do have to admit, where no one else can read this, every so often he shows true insight into matters of all kinds. Perhaps Merlin plays a fool sometimes to make me think he isn't all that smart.
Not possible. No one is that stupid to try that.
Except for Gwen perhaps, but she doesn't need to stop to such low methods. One look at
If Merlin Had a Journal......I swear. There are days when I truly believe that there must be another Prince Arthur that I'm supposed to protect and who will be this amazing king because it's not this one.If Merlin Had a Journal......3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I don't know how his other servants put up with him! Throwing things (dull and sharp) at my head, insulting me constantly (at least I insult him back), and all of the work he gives me! Between him and Gaius I sometimes think they want me to drop dead. Not like Arthur would care.
That's not quite true. He has helped out a few times. Like when I drank that poison and he went to get the only flower that would cure me. Or when my village was in trouble he fought for them. Can't forget when I was supposed to have been thrown in jail. I think I just disproved my own theories. He's still an arrogant pratt of a clotpole. Every so often he does something that makes me think that the Great Dra
NARNIANARNIA2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Today, I went back to Narnia:
I opened the door
And there I was,
Skimming the pages
Like the Dawn Treader
Flies over the ocean waves
Into the place beyond the horizon.
Whatever else I had to do,
It didn't matter
All I could imagine
Was the sight of Aslan,
A great and powerful beauty,
His rippling muscles
Stronger than known fact
As he let me ride across his back.
We rode far
Beyond the lamp,
Past the White Witches
Dilapidated old stone castle
And the now flourishing CAIR PARAVEL,
Past the tree full of the golden apples of life
Into Aslan's Country;
A place of song.
It didn't matter,
For I've been there too long;
As for Narnia,
I was there for years
Before I bade the world farewell,
For after many centuries
The story was over.
Back in reality,
It had only been a day;
To short for my joy to last
I'll have to wait to go back again,
For I know I will return