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
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
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
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
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
I WishIm Cassidy Finn, age 15. And this is my 4-year-old brother, Brian. Youd think the story would be easy to predict from here on in. But oh, no. With Brian around, nothings ever easy.I Wish6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You see, I live in what social workers and bad authors call a single-parent household. Its not so bad my mom and I get along pretty well, and we both look out for Brian but sometimes, I think hes a bit of a spoiled brat. Hes the youngest child, which makes me automatically think hes spoiled, since I can actually physically do so much more than he can around the house. Brian, however, isnt old enough to vacuum, do dishes or laundry, make supper, or do anything really useful. Hes also at that age where he needs a lot of looking after because hell get into a heck of a lot of trouble trying to do whatever it is hes trying to do, all by himself. So he looks spoiled because he cant and doesnt help, but instead,
Ebb and Flow Ch 1I really shouldn't but I think I will. I'll start this as a oneshot series with the possibility of longer chapters towards the end. I had half thought about making this an InuKag but I think I'll stick with what I know and just make one new thing at a timeso SessKag it is.Ebb and Flow Ch 14 years ago in Humor More Like This
Ebb and Flow
It all started with a witch
Because that's how it always starts: with a witch, a seer, a crazy, magical hag or some sorceress hell-bent on revenge and destruction. This time, it wasn't really the witch's fault but InuYasha couldn't help but try and shift the blame to someone other than himself. Really, though, it was his own faultand Sesshomaru's too but no one mentioned thatthat he was pathetically trying to growl in a human voice from a human body in the middle of a particularly beautiful afternoon underneath the speckled shade of a shredded forest canopy.
Kagome had just ducked out of the cave, smiling brightly at InuYasha. In her hand was a newly-purifie
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
The Reference Ch. 5The ReferenceThe Reference Ch. 55 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter 5: Chinese Food and Dreams
"What do you mean you're going out on a date?" Jareth asked, staring at Sarah from across the kitchen table.
"It means that, while it's none of your business, I'm going out with a person of the opposite gender for a couple hours tomorrow night for dinner and drinks," Sarah replied setting down her carton of Moo Shu pork.
Jareth frowned and took a bite of Kung Pao chicken. "Who is the lucky gentleman?"
She chewed slowly, taking her time before answering, "Todd, my ex-boyfriend."
He gave her a pointed look, his unasked question hanging clearly in the air, why?
"He said he's changed. I think everyone deserves a second chance." Jareth raised an eyebrow. "You blew your second chance by going through my things."
"Really? Is it that awful? If you would just tell me what's going on I might not have gone through your room."
"Don't you try to shift the blame around ont
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.
Ebb and Flow, Ch 3Disclaimer: I do hearby dislcaim all rights and responsibilities to any of these characters...except the one that could just as easily have been a canonical character but wasn't. I give all credit over to their original owners and publishers.Ebb and Flow, Ch 34 years ago in Humor More Like This
Ebb and Flow
Kagome wasn't sure what she was supposed to do now. Up until this point her role of shard collector-detector and unrequited love interest was abundantly clear. Now, she knew what should be done but not how it could be done. Namely, getting an unconscious monstrous dog off of her apparently-human hanyou-friend. Some part of her distantly whispered that Sesshomaru would be less than pleased and wasn't it best to just let sleeping dogs lie?
But not if they're crushing InuYasha.
Mind made up, she dropped her quiver and bow and darted across the clearing, determined to somehow rescue InuYasha.
"Kagome, wait!" Sango cried, lunging to try and capture the younger woman's wrist. She failed drastically, utterl
Innocence crushedI was born innocent,Innocence crushed3 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.
Clair de LuneSometimes I imagineClair de Lune4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That when Debussy penned this movement,
He hesitated with the title.
"Clair de Lune" moonlight.
Perhaps he didn't have the courage
To add an "E" to the end of her name,
Immortalizing her in music.
The gentle chords pouring
From his piano describing
The peace with which she slept.
"Claire of the Moon."
She was the embodiment of dreams.
Indeed, with her hair spread out
In messy ringlets across the pillow,
The pale, spring-time glow
Of the moon hanging heavy
In the April sky
Gently casting its cool light
Through the half-open window,
Onto her faintly blushing cheek.
She looked ethereal,
Like a flower that opens for moonlight alone.
Imbued in this music is the tenderness
With which he desired
To move a stray curl from where it lay
Draped across her brow.
As the movement sweetly closes,
She gently wakes, smiling,
As I gently wake from the scene I created.
This exists in my imagination only,
The romantic in me dreaming
With the fictional Claire.
TSS: SacrificeThere were moments in that first night that Sesshoumaru almost turned back. He had done some terrible things in his days, and he expected no favors in any afterlife that might exist. For centuries, he had believed that his earthly fate would be no better. Why not start paying for his crimes a bit early? 'Instant karma', as his brother would say.TSS: Sacrifice4 years ago in Romance More Like This
But Kagome had seen more in him than the killer and the beast. Although no formal declarations had been made and although they had only been on one real date, Sesshoumaru had felt a spark of possibility. Perhaps he could attain some sort of happiness, if he only had her. Even Kagome's short life would provide him more than he had ever had. That's why he had been so willing to risk it all for her - to work for Naraku, so that she might be safe.
He looked down at the man that his two companions were beating into a pulpy mess, and he knew that those sacrifices might include the very things that endeared her to him. He would gamble the scrap
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
Romance is for the BirdsRomance is for the BirdsRomance is for the Birds5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
One-shot. Challenge Fic. Labyrinth - Jareth/Sarah.
Sarah laughed as she leaned forward on the handlebars of her bicycle. She loved the swans - so much attitude. She was perfectly content to let them waddle past, smiling back at their no nonsense glares just daring her to try and take the right of way as they made their way across the road to the pond they called home. She would have to remember to bring them a treat the next time she was in the park.
Still smiling, she straightened, raising her foot to the peddle with the intent to continue her leisurely ride to the library, her favorite Saturday afternoon escape, when something small and hard bounced off the top of her head and onto the road.
"Ow." Placing her hand over the tender spot, she glared down at the culprit: a pine cone. Looking up into the branches spreading out over the street, she was suddenly hit with a barrage of small piney missiles before a mass of feathers flew into her
TSS: Rabbit Punch"What're you looking for?"TSS: Rabbit Punch4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sesshoumaru glanced up at Kagome. "I am not looking for anything," he said, stepping away from the cage.
"No," she said, shaking her head. "You've walked us all around the ring twice in the last ten minutes, and you just agreed with me when I said that your opponent has an amazing right hook. Considering how often you accept praise for others at face value, I'm thinking that you weren't listening at all. I expected at least a dismissive, 'we shall see' out of you. So, what's up?"
The taiyoukai grunted softly. "I should not have lost the fight last week," he said. "It was unwise of me to neglect inspecting the arena before now."
"I thought that we agreed that it was probably the tag."
He lifted a hand to his arm and rubbed at his sore bicep. "'Probably' is not a certainty," he said. "I will not take the chance that it can happen again."
"Whoever did it probably has made their point. You're not perfect, even if it requires sabotage to prove that," she sa
TSS: Cheat"Our ritual after-fight coffee before the fight?" Kagome asked, sliding into the booth across from him. "What's up?"TSS: Cheat5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I have a meeting afterward," said Sesshoumaru.
She smiled. "So, you didn't want me to feel abandoned? That's kind of sweet."
The taiyoukai arched an eyebrow. "Not precisely," he answered. "I wanted to know any useful information you had about Naraku."
He didn't miss the way Kagome's fingers clutched at the edge of the table or the way her smiled strained. "I've never actually met him," she said. "Just a couple of glimpses at the bigger fights. I know that it's unwise to cross him. He's a criminal, Sesshoumaru."
"So are we," replied the demon. "And my meeting is with him. While it's normally prudent to know something about who you are dealing with, it is particularly true when that person lacks respect for the law."
Kagome sighed heavily. "From the moment you walk through the door, he'll be trying to scam you out of something. Don't let him. Please."