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Gravedigger - ThreeGravedigger - Three6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Three:
A year of purpose
The winter was good to Perin and Graves. Their little cabin stayed stocked with wood throughout the dark months, keeping the fire going. A single gold coin from Graves pouch paid for all the food they needed, and they did not need to draw any more on the funds now kept safe in the crypt, as winter was a good season for business.
Four burials took place in the little graveyard. Two of them were for individuals of fairly high status and were relatively lucrative to Perin and his master. Graves was commissioned to raise a block of stone over one grave as a memorial to the husband and wife buried there. Stonework paid
Gravedigger - TwoGravedigger - Two6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Two:
The calm of the moon
Perin enjoyed the rest of the week. No one in Erdhanger died, no landscaping was asked for and no one commissioned any work for Graves' chisel. This would normally have been cause for worry, for quiet periods meant poor eating. However, the mysterious business offered them by the Prigon Kesairl allowed them both some leisure.
Graves relaxed by taking a sickle to the overgrown grass around the older graves. He even polished some of the stones, removing moss and lichen that had built up since the last time he had been given the time to maintain his little town of the dead.
Perin spent his time walking in the hills
Even...Even angels can fallEven...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wings can’t bear the weight of a broken heart
Even a flower will loose its beauty
They can’t take the coldness of the world
Even unicorns will die one day
It can’t last forever
Even the days will turn into nights
The sun can’t be everywhere
However...
Even a broken heart may have a chance at healing
Even the coldest winter will one day become summer
Even the dead will always be a part of us
Even the days will return
Never let the smallest thing let you down
There will always be some happiness
Draconic RevisionThe moon shone brightly over castle casting long shadows to dance there way across the floor; some windows flickered from the blazing torches within. Everything was still about the castle except for two boys in the castle's library.Draconic Revision6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
One of the teenage boys stood at the top of the bookshelf ladder siphoning through the drab coloured books, sliding to the next section when he was done; the other boy paced the lower shelves looking for the book.
"found anything yet?" said the boy at the top
"Not yet, still looking... ah, here we go. Dragons..." He said pulling it out an passing it up to him.
"why are you passing it to me? I'm getting off
Gravedigger - OneGravedigger - One6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
One:
And after the storm
The body of Rafell the Magistrate lay in state beside the hole he was soon to inhabit. The family, of which there were few, and the friends, of which there were even fewer, had already deserted the graveside. They left Graves and his apprentice to nail down the lid and lower the Magistrate into the earth.
Rain was falling. Graves glanced up at the drab, weeping sky. 'Rain's puddling. Good wood that. Going to spoil fast, mind.'
His apprentice gravedigger nodded simply to acknowledge that he had heard.
Graves shook his head, looking left, down the slight incline of the hill towards the great iron cemetery gates, th
Republican and ProudYeah I'm a republican,Republican and Proud5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I don't like war.
Sure I'm a conservative,
But who's keeping score?
I support gay marriage,
And I'm also pro choice,
The media lies about us,
But don't we have a voice?
I'll respect your opinion,
If you respect mine.
I’m tired of getting flamed all the time!
Don’t hate me because I’m for McCain,
Don’t tell me I’m living without a brain.
I’m a republican, elephant, conservative,
and it might suprise you to know that
I’m proud.
Chocolate Mistletoe (For puppydog83)Chocolate Mistletoe (For puppydog83)6 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
An Imagine for ~puppydog83
Steph and Liam
I ran down the street.
I could see my breath in the air as I pushed my arms faster trying to get my heart rate up. I always love running when it's snowing. I pushed my arms to the beat of the music and closed my eyes for a moment and ran straight into something knocking me onto the floor.
"Oh my gosh I am so sorry!"
I looked up and saw a guy with brown hair looking down at me.
"No...It's ok..." He held his hand out and I took it and he hoisted me up, "I should've been looking where I was going." I said and dusted my back and bum off getting the snow off.
"I really am sorry are you sure you're o
CutCut9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A young girl sits in the corner,
She sits, and I hear her sigh.
She was at first so happy,
But it was all a bitter lie.
She feels so hollow and empty,
And she really wants to die.
So with her sleeves, covers her face,
And quietly begins to cry.
In her soul is hatred,
So she sits there wiping her tears,
She crys and crys and crys,
She let's it all out after so many years.
The lights become dim,
Oh no! I know what's on her mind.
I hope, I beg, I pray,
That happiness she'll soon find.
If not- she's going to commit suicide,
She's tired of hiding in the dark,
Afraid of her life, of what she's done,
She's already made her mark.
Die letzten Steine3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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At FPYCAt FPYC2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
At FPYC
At FPYC
where the secrets grow
we like to be there
it's our home from home
At FPYC
where the children roam
we'll learn Gods word
we'll watch the pines blow
At FPYC
the smell of sawdust
all the wild and nature
we gain each others trust
At FPYC
the sparkling mirror lake
we'll soak our feet
or a cool craft we'll make
At FPYC
where the memories lay
I'll always remember
those good days
Gravedigger - SixGravedigger - Six6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Six:
With spade in hand
Four hours later, Kesairl called a halt. Perin still felt fresh, though sweat dampened his dark fringe. His coat swirled about him as he turned back to Kesairl.
The Prigon could usually run for hours, but the gruelling night had taken its toll. He hadn't slept and magically carving Graves' headstone had tested him severely.
They sat on the edge of the clearing, Kesairl's broad back against a tree, Perin on a nearby stump. The Prigon took a deep breath and began to draw energy down into his gold bracelets and armbands, storing it against exhaustion of his natural reserves.
The colourless glow of magic ma
Gravedigger - FiveGravedigger - Five6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Five:
Seizing destiny
Kesairl watched in tense silence as Perin slid the lid of Jesik's coffin across. The young gravedigger paused for a moment, staring down at the dark wood of the box. It was possibly the best quality coffin he could have found and it had been with great gentleness that he had placed his mentor in its confines. The gravedigger would rest in honour. Graves would lie in the earth where he had dug the grave for Heimia Plaff because that had been the old man's favourite part of the graveyard.
Perin picked up one of the long, heavy coffin nails he had recently been playing with. They had no heads, being simply spikes of iron
A PrisonA Living cellA Prison5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A breathing cell
living
but dead
cold
but alive
Locked within a prison
The prison of my mind
words that once flowed freely
Now clot within my veins
Blood that was once locked up
Breaks free again
making like a madman
who wants his freedom
But what freedom
ever did come
that did not cost a sum
And when the sum is payed
It leaves my veins frayed
But the madman does escape
to rest for another day
For YouI'll be there for youFor You5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
always
everflowing
waiting for you
Through the night
And through the day
ill be there for you
Through the black
And through the grey
ill stand strong for you
Carry ontext appearsCarry on5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the movie starts
eyes go black
and then go still
ignore the germs
they're not there
for what you see
is what is real
carry on
just watch the screen
and shut your mouth
beginning now:
it's still just fake
people sleep
people lie
smile a smile
carry on
take your pills
hurry up
there's no time
to sit around
days are short
the nights are few
we'll make them last
and make it count
that's what we'll do
sleep with me
ignore me not
spin around
smile again
yell a while
and push me down
steal a kiss
to make me laugh
we carry on
this time is ours
here on this bed
our kingdom comes
once more again
your
Secret LoverSecret Lover2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I shouldn't love her; she's supposed to be my enemy. But then I see that smile grace her beautiful pixie face and my heart pounds with admiration and love.
My head screams at me 'She's in league with Morgana, she must be evil' but then, when we're alone together my heart aches with the longing to stay with her forever.
If anyone from Camelot found out about our love; we would be burnt at the stake. But even that price I would gladly pay. She's not like Freya, completely different. She's a fighter; I bet that she could take on Arthur in a fight and win. She's fearless and bold and she'll fight for what's right.
Did I mention she has mag
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