Beneath The Black WillowsBeneath The Black Willows3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Beneath the black willows
the moonlight deploys
unnoticed through soft braided reeds.
Though fingers were broken
the moonbeams disperse
like organ pipes sifting the breeze.
Beneath the black willows
a violet crow falls
to perch upon empty a chest.
A hollowed form spun
through the breath of the wind
His toes brushed the finger tipped crest.
Beneath the black willows
there swings a white noose
and from it there swings a man high.
He dances each morning
He dances each night
I imagine he's thankful to fly.
For Tim SamarasYou will be missed TimFor Tim Samaras2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
such a man of science
a man a weather and
a man of caution
who felt such pain
for those that were hit
by all of the bad storms
that blew their lives apart
from Alabama to Kansas
and every place that tornados walk
where ever good people's lives
were ripped to shreds and taken
Tim always strove to help
to try to save so many
he was always out there
on the plains of America
searching for a way to save
everyone from the dangers
that Mother Nature threw at us all
Tim you will be missed
this poem is for you
I honor your memory, always
God Bless you!!
Fic: Enter the Doctor: 1-11Fic: Enter the Doctor: 1-116 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Title: Enter the Doctor Part 1 of 10 plus Epilogue
Author: Raven Grimm
Pairing: Dean/Castiel, The tenth Doctor
Genre: Crossover - Supernatural/Doctor Who, pre-slash
Rating: PG-13 (for later chapters)
Word Count: 2906
Warnings: SLASH FIC! MALE/MALE!
Spoilers: Spn - S4, DrWho - up to 4.16, TW CoE (later chapters)
Summary: A quiet walk in the park turns out to be much more trouble than it's worth
Note: There are 9 chapters so far and will be either 10 or 11 all together. It's mostly written from Dean's POV, but also from others as well.
This takes place between S4 and S5 - Supernatural, before 'The End of Time' - Doctor Who, and at the end of 'Children of Earth' - Torchwood.
I hope you enjoy
It's late evening and the faint glow of streetlamps turns the snow a pale blue. It stopped falling hours ago, but thickly blankets everything in sight from the shop roofs to the gently swaying swings caught in the winter breeze. It's not yet time for Christmas, but already the signs are ther
Werewolves Angels and Sam Ch1Werewolves Angels and Sam Ch16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was the third time that week that someone had been attacked and killed. Dean and Sam had been investigating the case before the killings got so close to each other. They were obvious werewolf attacks, but their problem was, who was the werewolf?
Dean yawned as he flipped through the record book, his dad's journal open next to it. He was tired, but not as tired as Sammy, who had his face so close to his laptop screen, his nose almost touched it. Dean rubbed his bleary eyes.
"Sammy, back away from the screen, you're going to kill your eyes."
Sam made a noncommittal grunt and backed away from the screen, now squinting his eyes to see the words. As Sam leaned forward again, Dean saw his amulet fall forward, swinging back and forth slightly.
"What are you doing with that?" He asked his voice hard now. Sam blinked at the tone of Dean's voice and looked at the amulet.
"I couldn't just let you throw it away, finding God or not, it's still a rare amulet and I gave it to you too
CH1: Warmth Annabelle heaved an exasperated sigh as she trudged tiredly through the snow on the way back to her dorm. Well, the library wasn't much help, she thought to herself. 'This should be a simple topic to write on: "A natural necessity's additional effect on one's emotions," but I just can't think of what to do. The tastiness of hunger? The love behind sex? The blissful dreams of sleep? They've already been taken. . .' She shook her head forlornly. 'My Creative Writing professor comes up with the strangest prompts. . .'CH1: Warmth3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Letting her thoughts fade out, the young woman looked around at the chilly, white landscape and shivered. It was Mid-winter, and the weather had been particularly horrible this year. The ground off the sidewalk somehow consisted of snow, slush, and ice in varying places, due to the bipolar leaps in the temperature over the weekend.
As the Freshmen passed by a tree,
The Dragoness's TollA lone traveler by the name of Edgar made his way down a long and winding road. He paused as his eyes fell on a long, stone structure in the distance. He burrowed through his deep cloak pockets to retrieve an old and worn map. He traced his finger along the wrinkled page until he located the blue, winding line that represented the river he was approaching now. He traced the river until he found the gray mark that represented the bridge. He had traveled great distances, and the bridge was the first landmark that signified the end of his journey.The Dragoness's Toll5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He folded the map and deposited it back into his pocket. His knees and back ached from the journey that took him hundreds of miles away from home, his mind was constantly daydreaming about being able to sit back and not move a muscle for a few days. The bridge started to stretch out in front of him. It was an impressive structure, put together by massive stone blocks.
His eyes fell on the tall stone pillar to his right, a copper bell hung from t
The Dragons Blue Sonata Ch 1.1Drega was ridiculously fast in the air as Saphira struggled to keep up, the grey dragon noticed and began to slow down, she wondered if she would be able to fly as fast as him after her transformation.The Dragons Blue Sonata Ch 1.17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Well Saphira theres your dinner, said Drega pointing his snout to a herd of Nagra the giant boars that were native to the Beor Mountains.
You cant be serious those things are bigger than I am!
Yes thats why Im going to get you one, because we just happened upon the one creature that can fill any dragons belly so full that they can feast no more, the Nagra! Drega proclaimed excitedly, Ill snag one and we can head back to the tulip field.
At that Drega stretched his wings to their maximum and with one great flap took off towards the Nagra so fast that he appeared to Saphira to be as nothing but a blur, Saphira watched in amazement as Drega plucked one of the Boars off of the forest floor so fast it didnt have time to squeal and shot nearly three thousand
Secrets in a RuinSecrets in a RuinSecrets in a Ruin3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: This story contains soft vore, very long reptiles and a happy ending. If you do not like any of these, leave.
A man was sitting in an open-roof horse-drawn carriage, flipping through pages of a book. He was dressed somewhat casually, with a black vest, white shirt and brown pants, all looking somewhat renaissance-era. His age was around twenty-five years, and boredom was quite visible in his demeanor. Closing the book, he started to think to himself. After a while, the driver, noticing his passenger's behavior, proceed to engage in idle chat.
"So, what takes you on such a trip to the grand city of Karostat? I know many have their reasons, but what are yours?"
Noticing that he was being spoken to, the man turned his head back up, and replied.
"I've never traveled much. Seemed like an interesting place to go. As an added bonus, I'm pursuing archeology, and I've heard that the city has some... history."
"Indeed it does," the driver said, smirking. "Have you hear
I Exhale SunlightIt's dawn,I Exhale Sunlight5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the moon and the sun passively share the same sky,
a calm spread between them, after their fight for centre stage.
Fog licks at my cheekbones,
searching for perfection beneath my flawed skin,
and hidden birds call to the indifferent stars, as they sink into the pool of early light.
and concrete coated in dew by condenstion's tongue.
like cloud kin pinned to flowers, to be spread across the Earth,
are being scattered on moth's whispering wings.
Streetlamps flicker their goodbyes,
humanity's last secrets hissed to one and other, before their flames are blown out.
Jetstreams drag sleepy fingers across the sky,
gentle wrist bones and graceful knuckles painting a vivid salmon across mauve.
A puff of white fur pounces on my shoelaces,
that weave and dance with every step.
She seems to be painted with the same shades of the thumbnail moon above our heads.
we're the same.
And I gather her into my arms.
Serenity flows between my bones, and ti
First-Hand ExperienceWARNING: Blah blah blah contains vore move along if you don't like itFirst-Hand Experience2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Why was this homework so boring? You thought, burying your head in your hands.
“What’s wrong?” There was a voice behind you. It was Ness, your best friend.
Ness was a dragon. She had been close friends with you since childhood, and, like many other dragons in this day and age, was shy, observant and curious around humans. The world hadn’t changed much when dragons had appeared on the Earth. It wasn’t long before they were just accepted as a part of everyday life. Soon they were pretty much considered equal to humans. They took our jobs, maintained families and did what humans did. Houses were built to accommodate the larger creatures we now lived so close too. Ness, however, was different. She had been your friend since she was hatched and you were born. You both attended the same school, lived on the same street and spent plenty of time together; all that normal teenage s
From My Poem Journal 1Let Me Show YouFrom My Poem Journal 17 years ago in Free Verse
Let me show you my scars.
Aren't they beautiful?
Trust me, they were prettier when they were flowing crimson tears.
Let me show you my pain.
Isn't it horrific?
Do you have pain like I do?
Let me show you my fears,
But take care that you never speak of them,
For trust is a very breakable thing.
Let me show you who I am.
Dare you try to fathom it?
Let me show you, and maybe, just maybe, you'll understand.
Falling For YouI'm falling for you likeFalling For You6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rocks thrown into the ocean;
Hard and fast
Reaching bottom with a 'splash'.
A day at the zooThis story contains soft vore if you do not like that then please turn away now. Everyone else I hope you enjoy ^_^A day at the zoo4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a chilly day on the edge of winter heading into summer when my family and I ended up around the great city of Memphis. It was a yearly family trip we always got to go on a trip to all kinds of locations on the East coast. I had the good chance to suggest that since we were down in the area I always wanted to go to a zoo. Something about watching animals have always
fascinated me ever since I was a kid, and going to some kind of zoo or aquarium seems like the best place to just sit and watch all the animals I want. I had my sister sitting beside me in the car and my mom and dad up front with the radio blaring some old rock songs that they enjoy as kids while I was just sitting in the back seat looking out the window on my sister's side because it gave me the best view as huge tower of buildings would pass by as the care drove down the road. Even with a better view t
Sorry, LoveSorry, Love8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This isn't a sappy romance.
This isn't the fair tale of Romeo and Juliet.
You left me cold, bitter, afraid to even give you a glance.
You were a monster, how could I forget?
I'm truly sorry, love.
If I recall, we met sometime in high school.
I loved to look at you when you passed me in the hall.
But see, you were smooth and casual and I was a fool.
You weren't the monster then that would make me feel belittled and small.
My apologies, love.
We fell in love our sophomore year.
I was young and you were young, silly as we could be.
I treasured your companionship, dear
but you continued to walk over me.
I really do feel remorseful, love.
Our relationship began to fade.
You'd get angry, lash at me and give me bruises.
I was afraid, so I stayed
When people would ask, I'd make up the best excuses.
I'm feeling guilt-ridden, love.
You twisted me, made me believe
that I was the weak one.
But you were always one to deceive.
And shouldn't your guilt trip have begun?
I am shamefaced, love.
I was af
The Brave Company of Felarya 2 -Vore-The night was calm and silent. The group had set up some scanners to check the environment and then they began to deal out who would take the first watch. Like always Sorcha lost and so she was sitting in front of the small camp-fire and watched the shining stars at the sky. In moment like these Felarya was looking so beautiful, like the most beautiful place everywhere.The Brave Company of Felarya 2 -Vore-4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But just then somewhere in the fear a loud grunting noise, a scream or something else sounded and the young white-haired girl was back in Reality. Felarya was no paradise, it was a world where surviving was a daily task and not an easy one. The question of that scientist Delaya was echoing inside her mind; Why are we still here? But Sorcha didn't want to think too much about the answer because she feared the answer. Everyone around her was sleeping, even the scientists who were still scared and confused about their situation; but at least sleep took out everything. And Sorcha's eyes felt heavy too; maybe she could close
Forgiveness / Dragon VOREWarning: This contains vore, don't read if you don't like such stuff !Forgiveness / Dragon VORE2 years ago in Settings More Like This
The soldiers came from nowhere, a group of at least 10 men. Elwyr was slept peacefully in his cave as they came and blocked the cave's entrance. They threw burning torches at him and tried to lance him. Now, Elwyr ran through the forest, chased be the soldiers, his wings were sliced so he couldn't fly away. But even on land, the dragon was much faster. After only a few minutes of running through the dark forest, Elwyr couldn't even hear the soldiers any more. They lost him. Exhausted from the fight, Elwyr lay down and licked his deep wounds. His wings had been sliced, parts of his skin were burned and he got stab wounds all over his body. After a few minutes of resting, the dragon suddenly heard the soldier’s voices again. They were still searching for him. Elwyr knew he couldn't stay. He stood up and wanted to run on as he suddenly stepped in a small puddle. He could see his reflection in the water. Elwyr did
The Intuition"Welcome to Intuition. Please choose your environment."The Intuition6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Intuition had revolutionized the world. It was a computerized house straight out of a science fiction novel, and since its invention no one ever ventured outside. Why would we? At the touch of a button we could be at the beach, or on top of the Eiffel Tower, or in the rainforest. We never worried about sunburn all our light was artificial. Our Intuition houses had no windows, but we didn't care. We hardly ever saw our real walls anyway. Our ceilings turned into skies, our floors imitated earth, and there was even a 'fresh air package' (Buy now to get the freshest air available puffed directly into your house!).
We could talk to family and friends in our social room their image would appear full size on the wall. Our kitchens cooked our meals for us, and our libraries read books to us. There was even a gym in every house.
I had been a preteen when The Intuition was invented. Always geeky