Hermione's Web Part FiveHermione's Web Part Five3 years ago in Romance More Like This
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No warnings whatsoever--fluffy fluffy fluffy.
Hermione's note to Draco:
So it's official--tomorrow is our first real date. A smiling face. We'll have a picnic (I'll provide)and hopefully see a peryton. And I'll explain why I need to see a peryton. You're going to think I'm an idiot.
I'm glad you liked 'The Hobbit'--that's one of my favorite books. If you had hated it, I would have had to break up with you. A laughing face. I'm joking... sort of. Gollum is like V. Or V. is like Gollum. Eternal life, the ring... living a horrible half-llfe as a disfigured thing--very similar, don't you think? You have to read 'The Lord of the Rings' next. It's not as fun as 'The Hobbit,' but it says a lot that applies to what is going on in our world right now. Muggles think it's just fantasy. They're lucky to be able to think so.
I'm getting so
(nothing)Sitting on this bus,(nothing)2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know that I am distinctly
I am the absence of this bus,
and the other passengers
There is some sort
of truth to this;
some sort of credence
that I can't
place my hands on.
(I am not the paper, only the folds
made by my fingers.
I am not the blankets,
only the indent left behind.
I am not the rain,
only the dry spots
marking the pavement.)
Even when I'm standing still,
I am not the air.
(I can only hold it in.)
It's Clear From My EyesIt's all so easy on your own isn't it?It's Clear From My Eyes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just to be lost and wandering,
For a reason to breathe,
Or a place to be,
You don't know that you'll never find it,
It'll never be in front of your eyes,
He'll never be there,
That's why you don't care,
It's so easy to be lost in your self,
In your pain,
You've given up hope of finding a way out,
Still can't find that reason to breathe can you?
Because it's not that easy on your own.
7 Deadly Sins: WrathHe clenched his fists7 Deadly Sins: Wrath3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And took deep breaths to calm himself.
Today was not this man's day.
Everything that could have gone wrong, did.
An idiot cut him off,
His boss fired him.
He got kicked out of his apartment,
And to top it all off, his girlfriend dumped him.
The man could feel his chest boil
All these other people
Were idiots to him.
He wanted to rid the world of them,
And leave only himself.
He tried to relax,
Only to feel more anger rise up.
He was mad at the world,
The idiotic world.
He had filled himself
FighterThere is a tear in the corner of my eye that bears your name,Fighter2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sound of your voice, the roughness of your grip.
The bruises on my wrists remind me of your chains,
The kindle in your stare, the elicit grin living on your lips,
The sudden rapture of my reliance on you.
My eyes are the ocean and my stomach is a void,
My mind is the storm raging, and my fists the iron burning.
I am the lie you want to cover, the memory you want to erase,
I am the enchanting glance you feared to adore,
The maddening thirst you didn't forbid to clench.
And I still walk tall, and proud, and brave.
For I am the Seeker of dreams, the soldier of sweet desires.
And for those who kept on denying me the sword,
Hear me roar and defy your mockery
For I am the Fighter you created between your perverted palms.
Dream OnThe world is a bomb,Dream On3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
At the slightest fraction of disturbance
It explodes into chaos.
Fleeting shadows slip across the surface
Disrupting every crevice of happiness.
Twisting vines of despair creep up
The walls of destiny.
But beyond this veil of darkness
There is a glimmer of Hope.
And that small, shining speck
Keeps every thing from falling apart.
It holds the world together
It gives us a reason to keep trying
To pursue our dreams
It gives us determination
Hope is the key to our world
So catch those shadows
Tear down those vines
Now reach out and part those dark curtains
Beyond them, is every dream ever dreamed
All of them waiting to be fulfilled by their owners
And now it's your turn
Chase your dreams, and don't stop until you catch them
CrinkleI think I leftCrinkle3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a bit of me behind
in your car
so many hours, year-long hours
transformed into a single panoramic memory
the color of it was always good.
there was a dusty sheen
that reminded me of a job well done
a cowboy hat nested
totally at peace
painting a little too thickly over the truth
like oils on tracing paper
creating a stain that just
gives you away
but the interior was far more important. far more prevalent
in my childhood notched-stick calendar
the tan, the beige, the taupe
the soundtrack to the peaceful mediocrity to which we aspired
well, all except you
Truth Bringer, Purger of Injustice,
impaled by your own flaming sword.
it was always so soft to the touch
by the door with the sunbright window
and resting my eyes often became
a harmony of even breathing; beautiful little polar bodies all in sync
around you, you ferocious lighthouse
the button is always in my mind, an inconspicuous pathway to the magic of flight
it always felt, always felt that we wer
Be My Light For I'm Stuck In The DarkWhat do you see in me?Be My Light For I'm Stuck In The Dark3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What do you see in this girl
With a broken history
With a hurt heart
With dead eyes?
What can you see
When all she does is cry?
She's stuck in the past
Living in her nightmares
Watching the memories re-fold out
Right in front of her
What can you see
Past her fake smile
Trying to hold onto the
Even for a little while
Does it even matter
That her skin is scared
From past nights
Hiding in the dark
She's just a pale
Just an accident
Conceived by mistake
Please oh please
Just help me realize
That someone cares
That someone can see inside
My hearts a twisted mess
Full of hurt and sadness
But with you Its different
I can see a light
I'm always cold
But you keep me warm
I'm no longer scared
When I'm in your arms
When I'm with you
My nightmares fade away
With you my memories are gone
Even if It's just for a day...
Seventeen (In Phases)1.Seventeen (In Phases)2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
It was because her parents had named her for the grandmother who had broken her mother’s heart. The grandmother whose heart was supposed to have melted from her birth and hadn’t.
That was why her mother barely looked at her. That was why she called her ‘girl’.
That was why she liked to pretend she was the quiet woman in the background of an old black and white movie. Because everything here was like an old black and white movie.
[And if she really looked back, her mother had never appreciated the elegance of the 1950s enough.]
It was because she hated surprises. The surprise she got on her sixth birthday when her father left taught her just how a single person had the ability of taking your soul, splitting it in two and wearing it on their breast pocket like a white carnation waiting to die.
That was why when she lifted a book, she looked at the last page first.
That was why her namelessness had become a comfort to her.
That was why sh
Little Yiddish FiddleLittle Yiddish FiddleLittle Yiddish Fiddle3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Keep your windy organs and your noisy, chiming bells,
And keep your silly song-book and the doom that it foretells.
A godless, wretched soul like mine needs only song, not prayer,
And I followed such a sorrowed tune as to ever drift on air;
And it brought me to a temple where I stood outside the door
And saw three-hundred Hebrews praying, staring at the floor
While the Rabbi, in his vestments, put a fiddle to his chin.
He scratched his beard then pressed his bow upon its wire twin.
It screeched across the horse-hair and descended on a scale
That resembled first its fiddler: sallow, old and frail-
Then it rose with shrill vibrato as the bow seemed like to weep,
And my heart was gripped with tremor as the shepherd lulled his sheep.
O, that little Yiddish fiddle screeches heaven as it sings,
And I could not help for weeping when the Rabbi bent the strings.
My plunging heart was followed by a helpless, windy sigh,
And the Rabbi saw the doorway, and he smiled from on h
blindi ignore to implore the questionsblind3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i don't want the answers to,
because i know the effect of
exploring the gamut too soon.
though soon will never happen,
because never is all you believe,
and chances mean risks
you can't fathom to conceive.
so backwards seems evident,
moving forward like this. and yet,
i stand still, refusing to believe
all that's left unsaid. silence is not bliss.
Copyright © 2012 Jen Fowler
All Rights Reserved
Celestial Crossing Chapter 0: 7:15Celestial Crossing: Written by Nichole Parrish and Talia SciannaCelestial Crossing Chapter 0: 7:153 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Zero: 7:15 pm
6:30pm - Annual Educator's Award Ceremony
Location - Civic Hall
The sun hid behind the looming buildings of the city, casting dark shadows over the people below as though the sun had already made its descent over the horizon as the wind blew softly. The chattering of voices carried on the wind as a woman walked slowly down the street toward the source. Her name was Melody Le'Meir, standing five feet five inches she was thin to an extreme; almost to the point where her rib cage could easily be seen through the gown she wore. Melody's skin was light in pallor and her long orange colored hair was pulled up into a bun though if freed, would fall down to her knees.
Peculiarly, the woman walked a foot exactly to the right and behind the man in front of her; her fiancé Johnathan Williams. He stood tall and proud, which was the opposite of the way Melody walked; her eyes cast down to the ground, shoulde
-a Winters tale-Woven threads between us bind-a Winters tale-3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
connecting moments, thought and mind
we may not see them intersect
or how the knots prevent our leaving...yet
as circles form and ripples sound...passing over
'cross and 'round ... effecting those who see
the waves to seek new things and chart a
Seven Salvations.To oppose the deadly seven, one must keep in mindSeven Salvations.3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That there are seven others, of a completely different kind.
The Seven Heavenly Virtues, of whom are here to tell
The damned Cardinal Vices to go straight back into Hell.
The first is dear sweet Castitas, the act of chastity.
Abstaining from sexual conduct, and from pure hostility.
Embracing moral wholesomeness and keeping one's soul pure.
Resisting foul temptations and ignoring dark allure.
Temperantia, is the second; maintaining self control.
Restraint, justice and temperance are what guides his prudent soul.
He obtains his moderations, and keeps to what he needs.
Fights against temptation and refrains from brutal greed.
In third place is Caritas, generosity
Willingful self sacrifice and gracious charity.
A love shown through devotion, disposition to do good
Benevolent giving and sacrificial love.
Industria portrays persistence, true integrity
Diligence and work ethic, upholding ones true capability.
Guarding against pure laziness, wi
Ironic, is it not?Haters stalk you, find you, and bully youIronic, is it not?4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
They attempt to make you think it's true
They say your art sucks, that it wasted their time
And yet they willingly look at all your art.
Ironic, is it not?
Bullies follow you, harass you, and more
They fight you and harm you until you're sore
They say that they hate you, you piss them off
And yet they spend their time with you
Ironic, is it not?
Liars falsely claim, tell fibs, and stretch the truth
They tell lies to young people, the youth
They try to make people believe the wrong
And yet they say it's to help
Ironic, is it not?
Thieves lie, they cheat, and they always steal
They do wrongs, and of which, they conceal
They do it for their own gain and happiness
And yet in the end, it harms them
Ironic, is it not?
Friends stick with you, and make you feel better
Help you get out of the feeling of having fetter
They pick you up when you fall down
And are always there for you.
No, it's not ironic.
-a desert tale- contest talesmany tiny brittle teeth-a desert tale- contest tales3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
gnawing stone from centuries past
feeding hunger that never leaves
and witnessed by the eyes of those
Thin LinesGirls without redemptionThin Lines9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A petty fool will say
Twist and turned for pleasure
Mouths feed upon the flame.
A mirror with no reflection
Cascading down thin lines
Cold hands to heat the thimble
Spinning webs to stay alive.
Dear soul I feel you shaking
A feather in the mass
It is a privilege just to know you
To observe your hidden past.
God will decide your future
Oh Mary where are you now
Bind tongues to keep our marriage
Good girls must never doubt.
-an ice tale- Contest talesSilent white beneath the light-an ice tale- Contest tales3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Of shifting stars, now burning bright
Wind and ice they cut, they slice
And peel away the weak from might
You.Why is it so hard for me to tell you.You.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I adore you.
That I am a mess really.
That all I look forward to doing.
Is talking to you.
At this point I would do anything to tell you.
How much I do.
But of course my nervousness continues to shake me away.
From what I want.
I will keep trying.
I will keep trying.
Good Morning SweetheartGood Morning Sweetheart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Good morning sweetheart
Wake up and smell the trees
the wind through the window
Its another lovely day
I can make you happy for awhile
Let me see your eyes
They glisten like a galaxy
A thousand tiny stars
In a yawning blue sea
Let me kiss your lips
as soft as a gentle wave
and as sweet as ice cream cake
Don't let go of my hand
I need to feel yours here
Its my only summer home
And remember always to smile
Yours shines brighter than the sun
And brings my eyes a tear
And in that tear is all
my life, my happiness, my love
my gifts I have from you
I'll never let you go
I'll hold you here forever
And dream with you forever
Is the sunshine in your eyes?
Did I hold your hand too tight?
I'm sorry if I woke you
I only wanted to say
Good morning sweetheart.