hello xhello xhello x5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my name is y.
theres something id like for you to know:
we are chromatic.
one day we'll be flying
airplanes through the jet stream.
someday we'll know
everything we've wanted to
including whats up with z.
ill turn to you one day and say
we are chromatic.
i dont have any idea why
but im sure sometime soon
we'll figure it out.
you are my mirror
crisscross scissor snip and twist
you are a deity.
and i love you for your...quirks.
im always in the middle
a fork in the alphabet
reaching for you and z
and loving every minute of it.
The CatchThe Catch4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Who knows when they die,
these shell fish, beasts of fodder.
The dead scaly fish
perhaps was damaged by chance,
dead for the want of good luck.
six word study: ocean breezeSalty zephyrs sail through my memoriessix word study: ocean breeze4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
wakelow-slung mistswake5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
through which pass
ill-fated century ships,
their silks and masts
of silent bellows-
a strike, a note
dull foghorn bloat
from the sea's memory
undone - a lone tugboat
melee of gulls
skim the waves
their cleaved breasts
tinted pink from
night's crescent phase
a trail of blood
torn from barnacles
in the wake of
an unsalvageable flood
low tide and high teaI swallow oysters like prayers,low tide and high tea4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
these fanatical tongues:
one by one, in
ecstasy of martyrdom,
they file down my throat.
soaked in acid (like some
they gasp to fill
their spongy lungs:
my insides are coated
with the pink
of their corpses.
QuartermasterI breathe salt and sweat,Quartermaster5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cutlasses and curses,
As if my hands are wrought
Of reef knots and strakes.
I am becalmed; the sail sticks
To the mast.
My shirt is pasted
To my back.
And salamagundi, rum and gunpowder;
Bitter brew for stronger hearts.
Carve a smile into the faces of men -
Carpenters with flesh wood,
Captains without a craft.
Two dreamers on a bargei.Two dreamers on a barge6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
encrusted with salt
and hair stiff with
the sea, we searched
for endless horizons
but failed to find even ourselves.
night chanced upon us pressed
against opposite ends of the
deck, obstinately shivering
as if the damp was enough
of a substitute.
the sunset glows blue
up north, breaking into
a million pieces like snowflakes,
and if your silhouette spells
anything, it is that lines are not
forever, nor light, which soaks
into the edges of the earth.
we are sitting balanced against
stone oars in see-saw motion,
eyes clutching like shoulders against
arms, and hands folded against
our backs, balled into fists.
brittle bones join
the slow creak of the sea.
the wind is an augmented fourth
against you, and the way you
pull up your collar makes me think
youre trying not to listen.
the space between us -
stretched and tendrilled
like egg-white or elastic,
and I darent move.
our barge has frozen into the
sea, but we are drifting,
and I only imagine tha
Day : 18 - CoastlineAutumn coastline dreams,Day : 18 - Coastline4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Grey waves and gulls in turmoil.
The Art of AgingThere was a time he builtThe Art of Aging5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sand castles by the sea
without the fear of waves and wind
and careless birds
with fretful wings
and restless feet of human beings
that made his castles crumble down
again, again, again.
The crisp and salted seconds
dripped out of his days
Memories became his beaches,
his castles mere accounting forms,
and paper-thin bills his dragon kites.
And his grandchildren built sand-castles.
These ironed trousers
were not meant for beaches
as childhood is not meant for men.
But all his desires
would begin to conspire;
he'd fall into white sky sheets
and re-wind life
during dreamless nights.
He counted the stars
and built a castle from them,
the mortar much stronger
than watered sand.
When night let go her black-sky veil
the castle ramparts blurred
til the next setting sun.
Night tip-toed away and beside her,
his childhood marched on.
Fluid DynamicsI would kiss you 37 times.Fluid Dynamics4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You would approach like restless weather,
your taste against my tongue like heavy air,
warm and dense, a coming late-day rain.
There would be low cloud and rising wind.
Just before the downpour,
we would go inside.
Big Four: Sick *Hijack kids drabble*"I don't wanna!!!!"Big Four: Sick *Hijack kids drabble*1 year ago in Humor More Like This
"Frostbite, sweetheart, you have to."
"It tastes bad!!!"
Hiccup rubbed his temples.
He had been cursed with dealing with a sick toddler who refused to take any kind of medicine. He had been trying for forever it seemed to get her to take just one damn spoonful. He couldn't give her pills because of her age, so she had to take the liquid stuff, but of course, the people who made it decided to torture the parents by making it the most awful tasting substance on the planet.
The most annoying part was that Frostbite had both Hiccup and Jack's hard-hardheadedness COMBINED, which made it near impossible to get her to do anything she didn't want to.
She started coughing again, followed by a loud sneeze and a whimper. Hiccup's eyes softened.
"Sweetheart, ONE time. You only have to take it ONCE. It'll make you feel better, I promise!!"
He was met with a snowball to the face.
Now, this would be fine.
If they were outside.
And if it was winter.
But oh wait, right, dea
Dragons Rise in the Brave Tangled TardisPART 2Dragons Rise in the Brave Tangled Tardis2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
*Tardis starts rumbling*
Doctor: Everyone hold on! *grips sides of control panel and laughs as the Tardis starts to spiral through the time/space vortex*
Hiccup: Whoa! *stumbles sideways and holds onto the side railing to steady himself*
Merida: What’s happenin’?!
Rapunzel: *cries out as she is thrown backwards by the Tardis’ movement*
Jack: *swoops over and catches her* I’ve got you.
Merida: This is chaos!
Doctor: *looks over at Merida and grins* This is time travel.
*Tardis stops rumbling*
Doctor: Ah, here we are. *let’s go of control panel and flips the screen towards him* Festoon Nine. Twelfth moon of the planet Caa`n. *clasps hands together and looks around at everyone, still grinning* Lovely big forests, incredible sunrises, and...*steps towards Merida and speaks directly to her, though he’s clearly addressing everyone* ...the largest collection of star maps in the universe. *runs to the Tardis doors but stops just in
Gravity Falls: Wendy and Dipper Dipper sighed as he walked out of the Mystery Shack. For once there was nothing to do. Grunkle Stan was too busy conning people and Mabel was too busy 'be-dazzling' Waddles' new colourful knit sweater that Mabel had just finished making for him. The last Dipper had seen of those two was Waddles blank expression as he watched Mabel humming to herself as she stuck jewels onto the rim of the sweater.Gravity Falls: Wendy and Dipper2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Almost done Waddles! You'll love it!" Mabel cried out happily from the bedroom.
Dipper closed the door and stuffed his hands into his pockets as he trudged down the road. Then a thought occured to him. Soos. Maybe he could do something with Soos. Blow stuff up, try and uncover more mysteries...Maybe they could blow up more hotdogs in the microwave!
"Sorry Dude," Soos said as he picked up a ladder in one hand and a hammer and nails in the other,"I need to get the S back up. Maybe later okay dude?"
"Yeah, sure thing Soos." Dipper sighed dissapointed.
The S of the word 'shack' fr
RWBY- Make Love, Make WarRWBY- Make Love, Make War1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
RWBY- Make Love, Make War
Part One of my RWBY series "Pollination: The Bumblebee and White Rose"
Team RWBY engages in a civil war amongst themselves for the prize of global conquest. Hilarity ensues.
Unbelievable. Absolutely unbelievable. There's no way she could have accomplished such a feat. In the back of my mind, there's a microscopically small part of me that is proud of her, of what she's done, but the rest of my brain is furious. I didn't think my brain could DO furious! It started off predictable. Ruby took North America. Weiss took South America. I took the northern half of Asia and Europe. Yang took the southern half of the Asia and Africa. And Jaune had bunkered down in Australia.
As I said, it had all started out predictable. Ruby and her girlfriend formed an alliance. Myself, Yang, and Jaune formed an alliance to counter theirs. Well, to be fair, what I mean is that Yang and I formed an alliance, and Jaune decided to stay out of the way. Anyway, Yang and I te
Gravity Falls- Baby PinesCharesa put the last carboard box full of stuff down. "That's the last of them," She told Harold, her husband.Gravity Falls- Baby Pines3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You sure?" Harold asked, pointing to the box in the corner. Charesa hadn't noticed that one before. She slowly inched towrd the box, not knowing what was inside of it. She suposed it might have been some other blankets or sheets or something. Suddenly, the box SWOOPED open, and out came two little children.
"Supwize, mommy!" both kids said, giggling.
"Dipper? Mabel?" Charesa asked. She bursted out laughing and picked the twins up. "What were you two doing in there?"
"It was my idea!" Mabel stuck her arm up and waved it.
"That's a lie!" Dipper said, smiling and giggling.
"Yeah, it kinda is," Mabel giggled.
"Well, I think it's about time to go to bed," Charesa said, holding the two children close to her.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!!" both kids cried out.
"Not yet!" Mabel said slightly kicking her legs.
"Not yet! Not yet! Not yet!" Dipper pleaded.
"Now, now," Charesa said calmly. We all had a
Purrr-fectly Done Blake“Aw, Blake, come back! I was just having some fauna with yah!”Purrr-fectly Done Blake1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Not even batting an eyelash at the expletives that flew from her partners mouth, Yang grinned, letting an amused sigh escape her lips, before she took notice of the book in her hands. Instantly her eyes widened, and she took a quick glance up at the empty hallway that Blake once stood in. Carefully looking each and every way, Yang slowly moved the book to her side, turning around to walk in the opposite direction of the black haired girl.
“Yang, do you know wher-” Ruby let out an impish squeal as a gust of wind knocked her onto her butt, looking up and around at the empty hallway around her. “What just?... Yang?”
Yang quickly closed the dorm room closed, letting out a maniacal chuckle as she stared the dark colored book in her hands. “Now, lets see what you find so interesting, Miss Belladonna. . .”
“Yang? What are you doing?”
Not missing a beat, Y
The Day I Turned Into A DogMy name is Lucas Syadgod. I am 12 years old. I had blue eyes and crazy blonde hair that was usually hidden under my lucky red hat. Most people say I was short for my age, but it didn't really faze me.The Day I Turned Into A Dog5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was on summer vacation which would've normally been great except that I was bored out of my mind! It was really sad. The only two kids my age went away for summer vacation and camp. My block is 90% adults. We do have a lot of stray dogs roaming around, but they are never interested in me. There is one creepy house at the end of the block. The house belongs to Mr. Cigam. He's like 74 years old and he lives alone. The other creepy thing is he owns a wooden staff with weird symbols carved into it. When I was about 6 or 7 years old I was playing on his lawn. I remember he came out of his house with the staff and pointed it at me. He was yelling at me to get off of his property. I've hated him ever since. He almost never leaves his house unless he needs to go grocery shopping which is once e
RWBY- Take FlightRWBY- Take FlightRWBY- Take Flight1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Part forty-five of my RWBY series "Pollination: The Bumblebee and White Rose"
Blake and Yang come together for a completely normal activity. The beginning of a beautiful relationship ensues.
As I open the door, the smell of dust immediately fills my nostrils; the scent is magnified by my superior sense of smell. I find that dust is like a perfume. Some will find it repulsive; others will be drawn to it; one may be overwhelmed by it; and another may not be able to get enough of it. Inhaling, I breath a sigh of content. I do love that scent.
Of course, this is one of Beacon Academy's many workshops. An exquisite room positioned on the first floor with large windows and several framed images of historical weapons ranging from the Roman Gladius to one of the earliest scythe rifles produced. But the eye-sparkling, jaw dropping and drooling feature is the reloading bench. All fifty of them line the corners of the room, ten on the length and five on the width. It is in one o
Survival -wolf tf-SurvivalSurvival -wolf tf-4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The beginning... It's so hard to think, so hard to recall what life was like before... but, I must remember. I must always remember.
It was Tuesday morning, 7 AM. Way earlier than any normal teenager on summer break would be up at. But, my parents being my parents, insisted that we get on the road early so we could get the four hour drive from Banff to Jasper National Park out of the way. We'd been on the road a few days, staying over night in camp grounds and cheap motels when it rained, so I was completely stoked on arriving at our destination and having a few days of downtime in the woods.
The drive was a blur of blasting punk rock on my ipod while staring out the window and trying to sleep to the rumbling of our ancient ford explorer. Either way, the thick green forest that blurred by was strangely beautiful. It's not like it was anything new though. Living in western Canada, I'd kinda gotten to know the forest quite well, but something about this section of highway
Canine RelationsCanine RelationsCanine Relations5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
(Boy to Husky)
On the crisp, cool afternoon in August, Freddy Pinkerton was walking home from a buddies house. The afternoon seemed to be quiet and still, almost like time froze around him. The golden leaves falling but yet showing very little signs of life. A little spooked Freddy made his way home and entered his room. Gosh, today was so tiring!. The box fan in his room blew cool air noisily towards him, thus causing him to grow weary and eventually caused him to fall asleep. Waking up to the sound of his mom walking through his door, he got up. Hey sleepyhead, how was your slumber?. Breathing in and stretching he replied, Relaxing and enjoyable as always. With a smile on her face, his mother walked out of the room. He then got up to turn on the TV and computer. He was soon called to dinner,. At the table he could see his mother sniffling. While checking through his usual item browsing site, after dinner. He decided to see the numb
Ancient AwakeningTyrannosaurus rex TF SoloAncient Awakening3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jason smashed hard against the stone wall of the cavern as the beam of green energy flowed into his chest. He slid down the wall and moaned in pain as the energy continued to enter into his body. Jason could feel the ancient energy flowing throughout his entire body; tingling as it circulated through him. He was in a great amount of pain from when the energy hit him, but he managed to slowly bring himself to his feet.
Looking back at the pillar, he noticed that the energy had stopped flowing into him. However, he could still feel it dwell beneath his skin. Jason felt more of the energy pulsing into his feet, making it somewhat difficult to stand. A sudden pressured pain feeling started on both of his feet. Looking down, Jason was completely shocked at what he saw.
The shoes on his feet were being strained from his feet suddenly growing in size. They didn't last for long, as they practically exploded off of his feet to reveal a horrifying sight. Jason's toes we
The Slowest School Day When Ruby was accepted into Beacon, her head was instantly filled with wonderful scenarios that revolved around her single-handedly slaying hordes of Grimm. She saw herself becoming an unstoppable force that would make the world a better place. No one would ever have to be afraid of the world again. Humanity would finally be able to prosper thanks to the diligent Huntsmen and Huntresses, and she was going to be one of them! The day before boarding the airship with Yang to go to Beacon had been filled with fantasies. In none of those fantasies did Ruby see herself being bored.The Slowest School Day1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ruby looked over the top of her dog-eared copy of “Weapon” magazine. As expected, the dorm room was still empty. Weiss and Blake were still in their history class and Yang was at one of her sparring sessions. All of Team JNPR was also in their respective classes. That left the leader of Team RWBY without a team to lead and without a friend to talk to. It
CP:: GoodbyeI ran out the infirmary and heard a loud whisper.CP:: Goodbye3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I W I L L K I L L Y O U..."
I jolted, I covered my mouth and went to the corner, hurling out the vomit and blood the monster had damaged. I cried and coughed again, shivering. I heard footsteps coming this way, "HNNGHHH!" I cried in fear, trembling.
"Naomi?! What happened!?" I heard Seiko yell out as she saw the blood. She ran to me. I looked and cried, holding her. "Don't leave me again...!" I cried. Seiko slowly smiled and rubbed my back. "Okay, Naomi... Sorry..." she apologized. I looked and sniffled. "how's your leg?" she asked. I nodded.
"Great!" the other female grinned. She got up and helped me. I looked into her eyes and saw fear, but also a slight joy. "Did you...?"
"No... I couldn't find them." Seiko replied. I frowned and nodded. "okay..."
Seiko saw my expression and smiled. "it's okay! We're in this together! We'll find everyone and we'll leave together, all in one piece."
I looked at her... Why is she alwa