Kaboom - X - PoetryKaboom - X - Poetry7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
[The Silent Guard]
Ive seen so many eyes in every size
slowly rest upon me
From everywhere they come and stare
and wonder how this could be
My heart so swells for I wish to tell
but cannot, unfortunately
Though most dont know, what they behold
is the utmost of penalties
In such primordial time as mine
I plotted what others could not
to speak for Earth from deep within
and guard it peacefully
but the effect of dissent usually meant
a harrowing eternity
and because statutes were absolute
there was no exception with me
Esteem you should, for this aging wood
is where Ive come to be
The colors may fade, but I will remain
gazing but placidly
Youll come to find Ill live in your mind
long after you turn to leave
The passive unblind, remember my kind,
the voice of the crying trees
I am Dryad.
-Mellissa Thomas (KilikaMel)
Kaboom - Hi - PoetryKaboom - Hi - Poetry7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I will be your diligent maven for tonight
What, pray tell, would you like to try?
If its a dose of inspiration you have a taste for
I cook a spicy montage with great ardor
rich with animation, feeling, and color
You will inevitably request another
helping of such infectious splendor
Ah, have you sampled the high contrast yet?
Tis a fond specialty, I do guarantee
Id certainly be honored if youd let me
compose one of my best pieces for you
or is glamour perhaps more of what youre into?
Rest assured, dear guest, I prepare that too
The glamour platters seasoned with the finest rays of sunshine
and expertly sculpted with lights from premium vine
Theyre sweetly splashed with shadows and doused in diffusion
and envelop our guests in the most pleasant illusions
I also offer the drama and dynamism platter
seasoned with emotions and motions that matter
It offers an aroma most equal to its sight
I invite you to please take a cur
Kaboom - IV - ProseKaboom - IV - Prose7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Lonely Door
Stupefaction wrenched Jenna as she watched uniformed police officers canvas all her rooms. Each room echoed intermittent clicks from the labor of sophisticated cameras.
The detective before her snapped her back into focus. Miss Saunders
Y-yes? ImIm really sorry. I just Her head snapped towards the top of the staircase as an officer photographed the hallway.
Oh. I understand, maam, he said lightly, forming a weak smile. Theres a lot going on at once, all these people in your house. Sorry about that. Im Detective Jeff Briggs. My partners outside. Um, how old is your daughter?
Kaboom - XII - PoetryKaboom - XII - Poetry7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
as time colludes with your decision
past the point of swift revision
in the ambit of perdition
on this eventual occasion
when naught is left but dour persuasion
past the point of instigation
what will be your resolution
if my plea meets dissolution
and barren obscures this confusion
from this dire transmutation
before the callous castigation
and any further tribulation
if you heed not this premonition
then kismet in all its precision
will sanction our permanent partition
Basics of Make UpBasics of Make Up5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Basics of Make Up!
A lot of people asked to give them advice about how to do make up, so I collected the important things. But I'm not saying that eyeryone should do it in this way, I just want to give some help.
So here you go :
Some advices for choosing your make up-type:
- first, you need to make sure which colours fit your skintone! For example, if you have a bit darker skintone, brown hair and brown eyes, never use blue eyeshadow on the upper eyelids! It's very important, you don't want to look tasteless. Apply the colour and ask your friends, how does it look on you, or ask a professional.
Simple or Dramatic?
- unfortunately dramatic make up with bright colours and bold eyeliner doesn't fit everyone. Make sure you didn't overdo your everyday look.
- so which shade emphasize your eyecolour? Examine the colour wheel: the complementer colours are in front of each other, they're opposites (green-red, blue-orange, yellow-purple) they emphasize each other. You ca
New WoundsNew Wounds5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Unbandaged and bare
I wait for my wings to dry
I'm tired I hope you are there
I need someone to explain why
Today is knocking and
The past is saying goodbye
DaaBree-Jeff © 2010
ASK the ARTIST Interview - ZombiesmileASK the ARTIST Interview - Zombiesmile3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
ASKtheARTIST Interview with Zombiesmile
Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is *thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview `Zombiesmile, a very talented illustrator and creator of many well-known works on deviantART.
Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, Zombiesmile.
Hi, thanks for having me! :3
* Zombiesmile is super excited, oh god! * -*;
~rankirubai asks "In what ways has Shaun helped your art and creativity improve? What kinds of insights on art, character design, storytelling, etc has he given you?"
Before I met Shaun (`endling) I was pretty much on my own when it came to art, looking things up and reading tutorials etc. It's been really hard sometimes.
Nowadays, he's the person I talk to all the time, discussing art and stories and games and such. it's really important to me to have another opinion on my work, especially from someone
ATA Interview with theCHAMBAATA Interview with theCHAMBA3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Interview with =theCHAMBA
Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is ~thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview =theCHAMBA, a very talented artist and creator of many well-known works on deviantART.
Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, theCHAMBA.
~BaneNacent asks Chamba “Are you going to do new Darkstalkers art for the XBLA release next year?"
Darkstalkers on the XBLA release : I WISH
No news on that if UDON is doing anything on it
If they are, I've not been told
But that would be neat!
~jel asks "Hi Chamba! Can you talk about what professional projects you're working on right now? What can we hold in our hands in the near future?"
Digitally : there's the Shiftylook stuff which has been fun
In Print: there's that Street Fighter next generation Trade
and that's it as far as I know
there could be more
but again, I'm usually told just before I need to do it
and since I tend to get things done very promptly, it'
Ask the Artist interviewAsk the Artist interview3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Interview with `loish
~MemoiresDuneFille asks "Loish, what inspired you to become an artist?"
I can't say that anything specific really inspired me. It was more a natural progression. I have been drawing since I was very young and honestly do not remember when I even started doing it, but I do remember always enjoying it and seeing it as my 'talent' throughout elementary and middle school. By the time I had to make a career choice in high school, I decided to do pursue it professionally because I just couldn't stand dividing my time between schoolwork and making my personal drawings. It was torture! So I felt I had to do it in order to stay sane :] That's pretty much how it went!
*merry-zazoue asks "You're doing both animation and illustration, how can you manage to have a good level in both? I'm an animation student and I love illustration too, do you have any advices? Aside working like crazy of course! I'm already doing it ^^"
I think the main reason I do both is because
5 Steps to Writing Good Foil Characters5 Steps to Writing Good Foil Characters5 Steps to Writing Good Foil Characters5 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Anybody Can Write a Novel
Chapter 3 “Characters” – Section 7 “Foil Characters”
With Links to Supplementary Material
A Foil—which is a character that contrasts the protagonist or another major character—is a character that most writers and readers do not pay very close attention to, and for two reasons. First, a well crafted story interweaves the Foil so well that he/she is often difficult to identify. And second, the foil always falls into Another Character Type. Today, I'm going to talk about what makes a good foil—and how to use that role to enhance the qualities of your
The Bleeding RoseThe Bleeding Rose4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know that on this day
That I'm not okay
I thought about you
And the pain just grew
Last year, oh I loved it
And oh how I loved you
The end of last year, and the start of a new
God I hate myself, I wish I could pull trough
I hope your happy
I hope you're in love
I hope you hate me
I hope you move on
But I'm stuck here
All alone and cold
Hating myself, so much fun
Loving you, that pain goes on
Last year I held you
In my arms
Nothing could be better
god my heart was warm
But this year
I'm sitting on the stairs
holding a single rose
And that rose is bleeding
That rose, the rose you took
you promised to keep it
and cherish it all of your life
But those days are forgotten
That rose, was my heart
It's bleeding, it feel apart
I can't go on without some love
And when I read what you sent me, I just, fell apart.
The rose has its thorns
and they do sting
But I can't throw it away
I want a new rose, and someone who stays!
On this Valentine's Day
I learned that for me
And I love you
MasochismI need pain.Masochism2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I hate being happy, it is so.... degenerative...
I won't be a mindless smiling zombie.
I'll be different, I'll invite you to hurt me.
I need you to hurt me, it keeps me alive.
So break me, bend me, pull me down to my knees.
I invite hatred and death.
Pestilence and pain.
So tell me....
What's it like to stare in to the eyes of insanity?
Does it scare you?
Does it repulse you? Are you sickened by me?
Look at my masochism. I need pain in and out. SO GIVE IT TO ME!
I'll do everything to provoke your ire.
I must feel suffering again.
I hate being happy.
Season's songGoodbye my friends, it's hard to die,Season's song4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When all the birds are singing in the sky.
But I've watched my seasons run,
Now my seasons are all done.
But there were things that I've heard,
Like a new-born baby cry,
And in warm summer air,
Two lovers softly sigh.
Goodbye to streams and autumn trees
Where young girls swirled and all the children played
Full of life and hope and dreams
Now I must face Grim Reaper's blade.
Time is near to let go,
I feel no sadness or no pain.
But remember well the touch,
Of a summer's gentle rain.
Goodbye to you, my special one,
You brought more warmth to me than any sun.
When you first touched my hand,
As we laughed along the sand.
Tomorrow's dawn will soon arrive,
This is not the time to cry.
Let its light wake your sleep,
Now turn your back and let me die.
Goodbye my friends, it's hard to go,
I feel the coldness of a winter's snow.
All my seasons have now passed,
For I knew they could not last.
Time has come to pass on,
This fleeting t
Mirror talkMirror, mirror on the wallMirror talk4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's time we talked for I'll soon fall
Don't give me that impassioned stare
That grasps my soul to strip it bare
Give instead a softened gaze
And help diffuse a misty haze
Lock eyes with me and tell it true
For you're the one that I run to
When I seek reflected truth
To reinforce resolve with proof
Give help to calm this trembling lip
But should your truth shock as a whip
I'll shatter you with one stern fist
And let your splinters be my last kiss.
Innocence crushedI was born innocent,Innocence crushed4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And there were many like me.
I found care and love, and grew strong.
Marvelling at the world around,
Overcoming the obstacles of life.
And learning to grow with dignity.
But as I grew, my world saw great change,
Both in its many lands, and its people.
I was forced to adapt to meet that change,
And the mould of my innocence was fractured.
Greed, power and fanaticism were the new leaders.
My eroded innocence left a hungry void.
To survive in this new, avaricious and ungodly world,
I was forced into a new guise, perhaps in self-protection.
My fare became intimidation, torture, murder, and rape.
I became rich and powerful, ignoring the starving and destitute.
Travelled the world, savaging the land like a ravening beast.
My strength a frightening storm as my shadow covered the earth.
Uncontrolled in my bid for utter supremacy.
I was born thousands of years ago.
When the earth was bright.
And innocence had no future vision.
My name is Mankind.
Moon loveBlack moon disfigures silver skyMoon love4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Parabolic answer to my sigh
Frowning back a baleful stare
Detached and showing little care
But follows every step I make
My own thoughts trailing in its wake
Remembering my one fair love
Unworthy lips cannot speak of
Oh distant moon please grant release
With help from thee I may find peace.
Galactic ruleWho made it so?Galactic rule4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who made the earth crack and mountains spew?
Who unleashed the tempest's fury anew?
Whose hand did draw the seas up high,
Who caused torrential rain to drown the earth?
But gave no water to that dry place.
And laid white bones upon the sand.
What caused beasts of the fields to crumple,
And the birds of the air to flutter their last?
Who caused a child to shiver and cry,
A wide-eyed stare as a village turned to dust?
Who ordered all species now should die?
Who laid this earth to waste?
Was it Man, or God?
Or perhaps the boiling planet's merciless heart?
Galactic rule proclaims all things must change.
For it is laid down by unknown laws,
That such destructive force must be.
Our presence here is brief for there is new to come.
And we shall cry.
For all must die.
Was that a butterfly, spreading beauty passing by,
On delicate breeze, lifting hope on high?
Or perhaps a tearful angel's mournful cry?
No, a mere dead leaf, blowing alone in a forlorn sky,
That one dead leaf, it w
Fish of a Different Skin Pt 9Fish of a Different Skin Pt 94 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Drive faster, drive faster!" Megamind urged as he sat in between Roxanne and her new cameraman, gripping the dashboard in front of him. "Can't this thing go any faster?" he demanded of the driver.
"We are driving through the city streets, Megamind... even we're not above the speed limit," Roxanne muttered, as she had been scooted over in her seat thanks to Megamind having to fit in with hers since he refused to sit in the back. Even if he was a skinny thing he took up room thanks to his elaborate clothing and head.
"How did he get there so fast, then?" Megamind asked, looking at her with worry and concern clearly marking his face. "I heard his voice, in the room next to me, how could..."
"Oh, he's flying now," Roxanne's new cameraman, Alex, answered with a shrug.
"What?" Megamind blinked in alarm. "Is he using the jet pack I made...?"
"Nope. Flying solo. Like Metro Man used to," Alex answered as he pulled out front of the aquarium.
As the three piled out of the van, people arou
Stolen thoughtsHard blew a wind to steal my secret thoughts,Stolen thoughts4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That were teasing my mind where conscience had fought.
Now stolen from me by nature's firm tease.
Breathy exhalation from a thievish breeze.
I ran o'er long meadow my thoughts to snatch back,
From the wind that had stolen in stealthy attack.
I screamed my frustration at thoughts taken from me,
By impertinent wind that blew wild and free.
I hurled fury at the wind for stealing was a sin.
I chased long and hard determined to win.
But from my hopeless pursuit in chasing that wind,
I realised at last, t'was my own thoughts that had sinned.
Sly predatory gale will steal thoughts and run
So construct them afresh, for the wind has won.
I Call DisbsI call dibs!I Call Disbs4 years ago in Settings More Like This
A one shot
You know the drill
Henson and company.
Theory of Relativity belongs
Goblins and other mystical creatures
The High King
I'm just the Goblin King's scribe
I don't get paid
I don't get oops
End of silly disclaimer
If you want the legal jargon
You must visit the Goblin Legal Department
*I wouldn't do that if I were you.*
I mean it, don't go there!
It was all in a day's work, that's what the scribe told herself. She never really believed it. Not when her daily work consisted of battening down hatches against goblins thinking her workspace was a playroom. It had taken very little for her to get use to the goblins themselves. Goblins, Bopkins, Gnomes, Gargoyles and Gremlins didn't faze the middle aged woman in the least. That fact was a constant source of amusement for their King; just as her very being there was amusing to him. Her ability to pass into the mists was unusual; t
TSS: OffenseKagome walked home from the station two hours after her shift ended. The captain's orders to her were simple - follow Sesshoumaru Taisho to his meeting with Naraku. Don't interfere.TSS: Offense5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There wasn't enough evidence to do anything else. The police would have to play a waiting game, trying to find a moment where Naraku made a mistake. Until then, they could only watch as men and women - both human and demon - were swept into his web. Some of them turned up dead, and some were drawn in further and further, until they were just as dirty as Naraku. The lucky ones were in jail, forced to take the fall for their boss when something went wrong.
Kagome bit her lip as her hand fell to the sidearm hidden under her jacket. She shouldn't be carrying it - Japanese gun laws were so strict that simple possession was the mark of a cop. Still, she couldn't help herself. She had invested so much into this investigation, but she would give it up to save someone else from Naraku's trap.
Maybe she'd come to her