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?
The Untold Story Chapter 1The Untold Story Chapter 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Story Untold
The story after Alice left Wonderland, following the slaying of the Jabberwocky.
1. Reality Check
I gazed upon the barren ground, thinking fondly of my previous encounters with Wonderland following my near-engagement to Hamish. It'd been exhilarating, an experience my maturing mind would never cease to forget but I missed all of them so dearly. I'd regained my muchness, and a new sense of self that allowed me to explore not only myself but reality in general. Of course, I longed to return to Wonderland for reasons unexplainable to those in the real world, but I continued to yearn nonetheless. They humored me, taught me the world is much too reliable on rules and formality and that if I returned I'd be acceptable with what reality sought as madness.
I sat on the front porch of my new house, featured on a beautiful estate surrounded by grapevines and horse studs, the best in the country. My maids cleaned vigorously, building a light sheen of sweat as they went about their
TSS: Sucker Punch"So, they're in a clinch thirty seconds into the fight. Both are bleeding already, and the end of the round is whole minutes away." Kagome paused and took a deep draft of her beer. "I always thought clinches looked funny. Two guys all cuddly and close, with their arms around each other's necks?"TSS: Sucker Punch5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hn." Sesshoumaru leaned forward and swept her drink away from her hands. "It's a tactical position used to hold an opponent in place to deliver close-range strikes. It is not cuddly."
Kagome smiled and took back her beer. "And I'm not drunk," she said with a laugh. "Just making a point. It's very Greco-Roman, if you think about it."
"The story," reminded Sesshoumaru with measured annoyance in his voice.
"Right." She swiveled on her bar stool and brought her hands up, curling them into a pantomimed clinch. "So, there they are, practically leaning on each other, already tired as hell. All of a sudden, the human rushes the demon, forcing him against the cage wall. The demon wraps hi
Ebb and Flow, Ch 2I hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities of the characters in this story...except for Obaa-san. All credit goes to the original creators and authors of these sometimes frustrating characters.Ebb and Flow, Ch 24 years ago in Humor More Like This
Ebb and Flow
InuYasha coughed and choked on the dust, still on his knees from whatever sort of spell the hag threw his way. He cursed repeatedly before gaining his feet on wobbly legs, using Tetsusaiga as a crutch. It took a moment before he realized that something wasn't right. Violet eyes surrounded by midnight hair stared down at blunted human nails gripping an untransformed and battered sword. He cursed again, pulling his hair in front of his face to make sure. His calloused hands felt the top of his head, looking for the dog-ears so adored by many females only to find them missing.
The growl that worked its way out of his chest failed to sound vicious in anyway as he stumbled towards the old woman.
"What the hell did you do to me?!" the now-human boy railed. His tirade w
Fish of a Different Skin Pt 9Fish of a Different Skin Pt 93 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
Mother's loveInuyasha loomed over her like an exaggerated picture of Dracula atop his newest victim. Not that she knew. She was sleeping. And that was, after all, the point. She was sleeping and dreaming. Talking in her sleep.Mother's love5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As far as Inuyasha was concerned, there weren't too many words that began with "Sessh", and even fewer that began with "Sesshou", but maybe, just maybe, his hearing had gone wrong.
"Se..." she mumbled again. He leaned even closer, almost touching her, not even knowing he was reaching a very disturbing level of wrongness in his gesture. "Sesshouuuu...."
If his half-brother was bothering Kagome in her dreams, Inuyasha was going to find a way to kill him. However, a small part of him couldn't help but notice she didn't look distressed. That somehow worried him even more, especially since he had no idea what he was supposed to do in that case.
That didn't make any sense.
Inuyasha thankfully ceased looming. He looked around fo
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
A Reversed PerspectiveA Reversed Perspective7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Labyrinth: Reversed Perspective
Jareth stared at his typewriter willing it, with almost an obsessed quality, to write something. He needed an idea, any idea for his next book and it was almost driving him to the point of madness. Or was he already mad? He couldnt tell anymore. He kicked at the little balled up wads of paper that seemed to cluster around him like chicks to the mother hen. They had varying ranges of stories on them, but they never seemed to be the right story. He leaned back in his rolling chair, sighing and looked over his bookcases. He had seven of them crammed full of fantasy stories only. Some held little figures from his stories or from his favorite books. One shelf held awards for his writing. One shelf of the bookcase closest to him held only two books and three manuscripts for movie adaptations. He sighed again and put a hand over his eyes, his leg crossing the other and he leaned back in this fassion, tapping his leg with his fre
TSS: Weigh-InHe watched her tear up her betting slips, including the one with his name. "Should I have lost so that you could win?"TSS: Weigh-In5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"You wouldn't do that," she laughed.
"No, I would not," he agreed. "But I am sorry that you did not do well tonight."
"One of us did," Kagome said, walking out with him.
He saw the opening. "Then, it will be my treat," he said. "Coffee. I mean, if you wish."
Kagome smiled brilliantly, and Sesshoumaru told himself that the pleasant squeeze of his heart was for the financial opportunity she presented. "I would love to," she answered.
Return to the Labyrinth Ch. 1Return to the Labyrinth Ch. 110 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sarah returns home after yet another well-received premier of bumping shoulders and rubbing elbows with the rich and famous, both off and on, the silver screen only to find it as she left it, dark and empty, nothing more than a hollow shell.
She crosses the grand foyer, heels echoing into the large domed ceiling, hardly glancing at the richly fantasy-themed brocade surrounding her. The fairies and goblins entwined in their natural environments reaching toward the vast mural within the dome no longer offer the solace she craved when she first commissioned the house, they never truly had.
Ascending the elaborate curved stair, her eyes do not see the once fascinating optical illusion the mural around them created, turning the stair into the Escher masterpiece. Long faded are her eyes to these wonders, though she continues to strive to create them, to recapture a single night.
The second floor is but a myriad of fašades, creating the feel of walking through a darkly dense forest, each door
Classified:S.S.D. IntroClassified: Seras's Secret DiaryClassified:S.S.D. Intro4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Secrets are made to be found out with time."-Charles Sanford
"I feel terrible for doing this." Walter announced with a sigh as he opened the chamber doors of Seras Victoria's bedroom with one of keys.
The Hellsing Butler opened the door slightly while the other figure next to him walked past him and entered the young Draculina's room
"Okay I know this is kinda wrong in so many levels but we are doing this for her own good! "
Captain Pip Bernadotte reasoned while immediately walking around the bedroom to look for anything out of the ordinary.
Walter shook his head.
"I understand we are both concerned about Miss Victoria lately but isn't this a little extreme? I mean breaking into a young woman's bedroom without her permission in order to get some evidence to help us find out the cause of her recent gloomy behavior seems rather...desperate right?"
Pip laughed as he saw the butler's face. Clearly he
Fish of a Different Skin Pt 1Fish of a Different Skin Pt 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Minion! I need your assistance in the lab! Immediately!!"
The urgency in his boss's voice told Minion that the crepe soufflé in the oven had to fend for itself. Rarely had he ever heard Megamind's voice warble with such a twinge of panic and distress, so he abandoned his cooking and started running across the lair's recently cleaned (by himself, of course) floor, forgetting to remove his pink apron in the process. With Megamind calling like that, everything else became unimportant... especially clothing and cooking as well as cleaning. Some of the Brain Bots, sensing the distress, barked and floated after the fish, red eyes flashing with as much concern as the fish's.
Minion pulled open, practically ripping down, the large velvet curtain that normally hung across the doorway leading to the laboratory. Whenever Megamind wanted to really work and concentrate on something he'd close the drapes, meaning he didn't want to be disturbed for anything. The fish had learned q
Trinity Blood Vs TwilightCaterina Sforza: Abel...I know this is in just a short amount of time...but we really need you in The Vatican!Trinity Blood Vs Twilight5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Abel: I'm on my way!
Esther: Abel, what's going on?
Abel: There's been a large vampire disturbance in The Vatican! Appearantly it's too much even for the guards to handle. Please understand, Miss Blanchett.
-Back at the Vatican.
Abel: What's going on?
Random Person: Someone is about to do something on that building!
As Abel looks up, he sees many people running about, people dressed in mainly black, shielding themselves from the sun. As for the man on the building...Who knows what he could be doing...Abel could tell though...he could be a very dangerous vampire...
...Waiting to unleash havok upon the Vatican....
Then it came, the man pulled back his trench coat...underneath...he was..completely..
Abel: Crusnik 02 power outage 40%.
Abel flew over to make it so that the man wouldn't pull anything dangerous out.
...but then... when he pulled his trench coat open..
Bodice Ripper, Chapter 1Bodice RipperBodice Ripper, Chapter 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
~I think Im in danger of losing a lot around you, Vivian, Darrow murmured into her sweet shoulder. My heart, for example.
Vivian snorted in disbelief.~
Jareth snorted in disbelief as well, unable to fathom how he had written such crap. Not even ten months ago he had been flooded with ideas, inspiration buoyed by the flocks of lonely women leaving stores with his books clutched to their chests. But the praise had tapered off and been slowly replaced by a discontent murmur. When was the next book coming out? Could it possibly live up to his previous release?
the sleeping city below.
Jareth had never doubted that he had drawn the winning lot in life. At 28 he was damned lucky to be a successful author, especially in a genre that was dominated by female writers. He had developed a wit and charm to complement his good looks, the women practically swooning at his feet. Not that they didnt do that already, he mused; the name Jareth
The Goblin King's Daughter-17The Goblin King's DaughterThe Goblin King's Daughter-174 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A slender hand grabbed the collar of his armor and he snarled as he was pulled around. Finding himself facing Sarah, he squeezed his eyes shut, fighting the blood thirty feelings racing through him. He never saw Sarah put the shield around them, but when he opened his eyes, he found them safe inside an iridescent bubble. She was panting from exertion, as was he, and for a long moment they simply stared at each other.
Finally, she spoke, her voice slightly husky. "Jareth, when this is all over, you owe me big time," she managed her words between deep breaths.
He lowered his eyes, casting his gaze away from her. They were safe for the moment, shielded by the woman he loved. A woman he was terrified was going to tell him that after this was over, she would go home, would leave him. He took a deep breath and released it.
If you love each other, why can't you trus
Actinium DreamsY'all have any idea how downright frustrating it is to be the granddaughter of one of the most powerful and celebrated superheroes ever Ulysses Randall Martin, the iconic Mr. Uranium and yet have no special talent of your own?Actinium Dreams4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I mean, it's not like I don't have my own elemental superpower: like almost all of Grandpa's progeny, I do. But how much good is the ability to produce hard-hitting Alpha and destructive Beta rays if you can barely control it and never quite turn it off? At least I'm not as bad off as my son Frankie; I love him to death, but when left alone the poor boy is totally unstable and downright dangerous: the worst possible mix of autism, Alpha rays and ADHD.
And I do at least have my own nemesis, of sorts: the cadre of good ol' boys who call themselves DOTA, whose main ability seems to be workin' together to nullify and trap super-powered elementals. But t'be honest, they don't seem to have anything against me personally; I think they just have a ge
Season's songGoodbye my friends, it's hard to die,Season's song3 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
The Players' EpilogueSUPERFLUOUS CHARACTER X: That was all very well, of course; exceedingly tragic, you know, positively heart-wrenchingThe Players' Epilogue7 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays More Like This
SUPERFLUOUS CHARACTER Y: I wouldnt go that far.
X: But what about us? I mean, what are we, pond scum or something?
Y: I do believe were the comic relief.
X: No farewell speech, no rending cry of pain at the end of lifenothing but a snicker from that brat of a protagonist in celebration of his infinite cleverness at having our poor heads whacked off instead of his own. He, of course, gets two pages of script on which to elaborate. And what do we get? Diddly. As usual.
Y: I would have been happy with a short monologue. You know, earlier on.
X: (Sighing.) But, alas, it could only have been a dialogue of sorts. For we are but Siamese twins in this grand play of life. Where one goes, the other must follow closely on. What one says, the other must echo in due fashion.
Y: Siamese twins? But were
X: I was being metaphorical
Sea and SandSheets of glass rippling seamlesslySea and Sand4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pulsing to the rhythm of a great heart
Dancing apart to let foaming white horses
Churn frenziedly through their reflections
And softly set white hooves on sun-warmed sands
Blankets of gold lying motionless
Sleeping under the kiss of a sunny lover
Its edges dampened by hushing waves
Roaring a brave attack against gold sloth
Before losing courage in their frothing approach
And tip-toeing gently around the yawning embrace.
There always remains this contrast
Between sighing sea and land
But is it a coincidence
We form sea-green glass from sand?
That's My GirlThat's My Girl!That's My Girl4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Inuyasha.
Little Kagome watched, quite complacently, as little Sesshoumaru scared another boy away, her best friend Sango sitting next to her, also watching the young demon frighten the coward away.
"Why'd you let him do that, Kagome?" she asked, curious.
"Because he's courting me," she replied quite calmly, a small smile on her face. "That means I'm his, and he's doing what he's supposed to be doing. Inupapa explained it to me," she finished, waiting for the little silver-haired boy to come back to her side.
"Oh," Sango said, her face scrunched up as she thought about that. "It must be kinda like what Miroku does when other boys try to touch my bum. He doesn't like that, and chases them away, too."
Kagome nodded, a serious look on her face. "Yeah, it's like that. Inupapa says no other boys
Basics of Make UpBasics of Make Up4 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
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.