It LingersLying in shadows cast by the moonIt Lingers5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Reluctantly creeping back to my room
Waking to promises of the perfect day
"Just one more kiss" was all I could say
I lay there in silence, inhaling your scent
The landlords were coming, so away you went
Those days spent living a lucid dream
Launched my new life, how different it seemed
Lying in bed, wishing to stay
The plane ride home: I cried the whole way.
Your scent on my skin lingered a while
I spent that whole day forcing a smile
Sadness and joy made my tears flow
As I gazed at the ocean, so far below
Your endless blue eyes can take me away
In just a few years, forever we'll stay
Locked in perpetual love till the end
Till the laws of society finally bend
For now we're locked in our separate cells
Temporarily living our personal hells
As I lay here in silence, I remember your scent
Still here it lingers, long after I went.
I'll love you forever, and so it shall be.
And I'll remember your face till it's all that I see.
even if it hurts -i feel like i am breathing you outeven if it hurts -1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and breathing him in,
like i am ridding myself of you,
purge and bleed and the toxins leave
i don't know what's gonna happen
next, i feel like i'm rinsing the summer
from my veins and i'm gonna be
naked and empty when it comes around
again this june, i don't wanna be alone
i don't wanna be alone. you'll regret the
day you threw my ashes to the winds, you'll
regret not being able to piece me back together
again because you know,
you know that you are the only one who
had a heart cold enough to burn me alive -
i hope that soon you realise
you're dead to me too, love
The Proposal of a Life Time It was a cool night, just like no other. The stars were shinin like the street lights and sparklin like light reflecting off of glitter. The trees in the park were whisperin and the moon man smiled down at me; I coulda sworn he winked at me. I was nervous of course on this night, but who wouldnt be?The Proposal of a Life Time7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Where is she? I wondered. I told her to meet me by the big willow tree by the duck pond around eight. I glanced at my watch Jimmy gave me for my birthday this year. It was about eight. She should be here any
I smirked. Right on schedule. I turned around.
Ms. Spider, I said, taking off my hat. I walked towards her. Her eyes glowed as she wal
Could You, Would You..?If you could stop and really listen,Could You, Would You..?4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Would you want to know?
If you could sit and talk with me,
Would you long to go?
If you could look and see right through me,
Would you look away?
And if you knew what went through my head,
Would you know what to say?
Thoughts are dark and twisted,
Full of hate and lies.
Longing to escape this pain,
And the ever watching eyes.
If you could stop and really listen,
Would you hear my screams?
If you could sit and talk with me,
Would you care about my dreams?
If you could look and see right through me,
Would you flinch at the sight?
And if you knew what went through my head,
Would you try to stop this fight?
Thoughts are black as night,
Racing bullet trains.
Longing to escape this world,
Life going down the drains.
James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 4Chapter 4James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 42 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"What's going on out here?" Aunt Spiker yelled.
James stood up, holding a hand over the bag so the tongues didn't escape, and started for the house. Anna-Maria ran after him, struggling to keep up on her short legs. James slipped on one step and fell flat on his face. The bag fell to the ground, and the tongues jumped out.
"Oh! No, wait!" James exclaimed, trying to grab the tongues. They jumped quickly away from and around him, and burrowed quickly into the soil. Anna-Maria tried to grab them too, but they were to fast for her little fingers too.
"Wait!" James muttered. "No! No, wait! Wait, just a-wait." It was no use. They were all gone.
"Here they are." Aunt Spiker snapped. When the children looked up from ground, they saw their aunts, still in their pajamas, standing by the old peach tree.
"Get up, you little worms!" Aunt Sponge yelled. "We sent you two out here to kill a spider!"
"Not to laze about!" Aunt Spiker added.
"He wasn't lazing about," Anna-Maria
JatGP: Set SailSet SailJatGP: Set Sail4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By Franki Lewandowski
James, Mr. Centipede, Miss Spider and "James and the Giant Peach" belong to Henry Selick and Roald Dahl
Story belongs to me
Disclaimer: As my second JatGP fan fiction, it was a little awkward working with the bugs for a change. This was one features my two favorite characters from the film, Mr. Centipede and Miss Spider sharing their backgrounds with each other before the peach reaches New York. Many of what they talk about is based after old ideas I had for JatGP fan fiction.
"C'mon, c'mon, stay focused," Mr. Centipede said, steering the stem of the enormous peach north. How he wanted more then anything to go below, kick back and eat something. Yet he knew his procrastination was what got him and his crew in trouble in the first place. Besides, one of the others was sure to come up and scold him if they found
Math and PoetryShe used to tell meMath and Poetry4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of math and poetry
by the length of her arm
and rhythm of her heart
condensing verse and fraction
with form following the function
of communist theories
and greek philosophies.
she beat out aesthetics
with a perfect symmetry.
because no one understands
the relationship between
seafoam and shoreline
the way she does
[swimming in saltwater sorrows]
reimagining time in an hourglass,
she shot up infinities with a glance
and left me moondrunk in the night.
she emits sparks throughout my system
breaking and entering--
my kingdom under siege.
her name was an amalgam of numbers
1.61803399 . . . .
and I loved her by design.
desolateyou are a broken house with smashed windowsdesolate1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and ivy growing between your fingers
you are fragile and with every
creaking footstep on the stairs you pray so
hard that you have let the right one in
there will be people,
people with minds so blissfully ignorant that
they walk right through you and do not
see the splintered furniture residing within your
body, you are invisible to them,
you wonder if you are even there
but then there are other people -
people worth staying standing for,
people who will walk in and gently run their
fingers along the parts of yourself that
you forgot were even there,
people who will explore your anatomy like
it is an undiscovered world.
let them find the stale cup of water you left
beneath your bed 5 months ago,
let them find the brittle treasures you hide
in your fireplace, and how you masochistically
adore the way that you could just
catch on fire at any
but do not let them break you,
not ever again.
James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 11Chapter 11James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 112 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ms. Spider plunged into the cold water, and swam deeper down. James wondered how they were able to breathe underwater, but shrugged it off. He didn't need to worry about that, as long as they didn't drown; they had to find Mr. Centipede.
Said centipede was now on a sunken pirate ship. He whistled as he walked along the deck and into captain's quarters. Looking inside, he saw a skeletal pirate sitting at a desk, wearing a big black pirate's hat, and with a skeletal parrot on his shoulder; the pirate was sprawled out on the desk, with something in his arms.
"A skellington?" Mr. Centipede muttered, approaching the desk. "Hmm?" He blew the dust away, revealing a large compass.
"Jackpot!" He exclaimed with glee. "A genuine compass!" He lifted the pirate up to remove the compass. The bones squeaked. "Sounds like you need a little oil, Captain." Mr. Centipede remarked, taking the compass, and letting the skeleton fall. "Thank you, sir," He saluted. "I'll be shovin'
James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 1Chapter 1James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Once they were dressedJames in an oversized green shirt, a white T-shirt underneath, blue pants and brown shoes, and Anna-Maria, who had turned three years old at that house, in a dirty, old, brown dress and black shoesthe two kids gathered the tools they needed for their chores in a wheelbarrow made from their toy chest. James pushed it out the door and down the stairs, while Anna-Maria followed close behind. She usually couldn't do much work aside from handing James tools and picking up trash, but it was better than staying with their aunts.
After their parents died, the house they lived in was sold, along with most of their possessions. Then, with only some clothes and other items in their names, James and Anna-Maria were sent off to live with their terrible aunts in an old house that looked like it could fall off of the edge of the cliff it sat on. It only had six rooms: the kitchen/dining room, the living room, the aunts' two bedrooms, a bath
James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach ProloguePrologueJames, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Prologue2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This is James Henry Trotter. He lived with his mother, and father, and young sister, Anna-Maria, in a cozy little house by the sea.
A young boy of seven years stood on the shore of the beach. He was dressed in a yellow sweater, a blue vest, tan pants, white socks, and brown shoes. He had short brown hair and brown eyes. Every now and then, he would pick up a stone, throw it out into the sea, and watch it splash into the water.
Behind him, a man dressed in a blue, long-sleeved shirt; tan pants, brown shoes, and a brown hat grabbed him up. "Hey, I've got ya!" He laughed, as James giggled.
"Happy birthday, darling," A woman in a pink dress and white shirt and shoes smiled, walking up the sand, carrying a cake with seven lit candles. She had brown hair and eyes, and had a pink cloth tied around her head. Trailing after her, gripping the skirt of her dress to keep up was James' two-year-old sister, Anna-Maria. She had light brown hair in little ringlets, a
JatGP: RoSS -Script- James and the Giant Peach: Revenge of Spiker and SpongeJatGP: RoSS -Script-5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
[James is in his new home in New York. Bugs are chatting away; Centipede and Grasshopper arguing; Mrs. Ladybug and Ms. Spider talking; Earthworm and Glowworm speaking/shouting at each other.]
Centipede: All right. So I didn't fight off a bird with my own hands But I did see a chick up close.
Grasshopper: My friend, you must stop telling such tall tales. Remember how you've angered us all when you told us how you've traveled far and wide?
Ms. Spider: How you've trecked across the city's sewers and battled a great crocodile?
James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 5Chapter 5James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 52 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
That night, when the aunts came in and were counting their money, James and Anna-Maria heard their Aunt Sponge call in a sing-song voice, "Yoo-hoo! Come down here!"
James stepped down, holding Anna-Maria's hand as she toddled alongside him. "Yes, Auntie Sponge?" They both said.
"Oo-ooh! You two are all spiffed up." She said.
Indeed, James and Anna-Maria were dressed in their best clothes. James had a black suit, tan pants that ended between his knees and ankles, black shoes and socks, a white dress shirt, and a patchwork tie. Anna-Maria wore a little dress that flowed around her knees; ironically, it was peach-colored. She also had white socks and black shoes.
"We wanted to pway with the childwen." Anna-Maria explained.
The aunts glanced at each other, saying, "Awww." The Aunt Spiker told the toddler, "The children have gone."
Anna-Maria looked up at her brother, her lip quivering. "But the two of you can play with their garbage." She said, taking the bristle
James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 7Chapter 7James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 72 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Once the peach had finally stopped spinning, and everyone had woken up, they were moaning and groaning in pain. There was no light, so no one knew what was going on in the pitch-black dark.
"Ow! Somebody pinched me!"
"Sorry, I thought you were the spider."
"Ouch! What was that?"
"Excuse, I thought you were the centipede."
"I got her right here, kid. Hey, Glowworm, how about some light?"
"I can't hear you, dear; I have to put my light on."
Soon enough, the light came back on. The Glowworm's lantern, with her still in it, was on its side on the floor. Mr. Grasshopper and Centipede were both on top of it, upper halves hanging off the edge; the latter was still holding Anna-Maria, who had somehow moved so she was sitting on the centipede's waist. Ms. Spider was on top of both, with James hanging by the back of his jacket on one of her legs. Earthworm was on the floor near the lantern. Nearby, Mrs. Ladybug was on her back on the floor. "Oh! O
James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 3Chapter 3James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The next morning, both children were awakened sharply by Aunt Spiker screaming, "Aah! Spider! Vermin! Oh, beast!" She was standing by the window, smacking frantically at the spider with a flyswatter and gasping sharply. She had missed, but managed to smash the spider's web flat.
"No, wait!" James exclaimed, jumping out of the bed. Anna-Maria climbed out of bed as well.
"Sponge!" Aunt Spiker screamed.
"Wait, I'll get it! I'll get it!" James climbed onto the chair, grabbed the spider, and got back down.
"Kill it!" Aunt Spiker exclaimed repeatedly and frantically, following James and smacking him with the swatter. Anna-Maria stayed back against the wall, not wanting to be hit as well.
Aunt Sponge came into the room with bug spray. "Where is it?" She yelled, spraying gray smoke into the room. James was hit in the face, and crashed into Aunt Sponge. They both fell down to the foot of the stairs, unharmed. Anna-Maria ran down as well. She was glad her brother was u
James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 2Chapter 2James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
That evening, when James and Anna-Maria were finally finished with chores, as you can imagine, they were both hungry. James told Anna-Maria to go upstairs to their room while he tried to get some food for them. "Ok, James." She nodded, carefully tiptoeing up the stairs into their room. Luckily, the aunts were busy eating, and didn't notice the toddler go up.
Once she was in the room, she went right for her "toys". They were only pieces of wood, charcoal, and rocks. But to her, they were building blocks, just waiting to be built into something.
She made a house from the rocks and wood, then set the charcoal around them to resemble trees, and used the remaining wood as a fence. Since there were no bugs to live in her house, Anna-Maria settled for three pieces of wood. The biggest was the father, the next biggest was the mother, and the last was the child. It was never the same; some games, it was a boy, while other games, it was a girl.
Growing bored, she pushe
James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 10Chapter 10James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 102 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Later that night, nearly everyone had fallen asleep, all full of peach. Mr. Centipede tried to stay awake, as he had to steer the peach, but he eventually fell asleep, snoring.
Down below, Ms. Spider was putting the finishing touches on her web. Sitting in the middle on two large leaves were James and Anna-Maria, both sleepy from the events earlier that day. "You keep to yourself, don't you?" James yawned.
"I prefer to be alone." Ms. Spider answered.
"Anna-Maria and I were alone for a long time once. I think it's much nicer to have friends, don't you?"
"I would not know."
"They would be your friends too." James pointed out. "The others, I mean, if you'd just let them."
"No, it is in their nature to have fear of me." Ms. Spider said. "This I cannot change."
"You're very kind to us," He pointed out. "Anna-Maria and I."
"Maybe this is because you and your sister are kind to me first." Ms. Spider said, gently pushing James and Anna-Maria back.
It was th
James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 6Chapter 6James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 62 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
At the sound of the aunt's voice, the light turned to normal, and everyone cringed in fear. Anna-Maria grabbed someone in fear. Instead of grabbing James, as she intended, she had grabbed Mr. Grasshopper's leg. She didn't care though; she was scared.
Mr. Centipede hopped to the ladder. "Time to go make a pest of myself." He chuckled, climbing up.
Upon seeing him leave, Anna-Maria forgot her fear and ran to follow him. "Wait fo' me!" She cried.
James grabbed her arm though. "You aren't going out there!" He exclaimed. "They'll see you, and you'll get into trouble."
"I wanna go with Centipede!" She complained, jumping in place. Her little, chubby face began to turn red.
"Oh, no, you aren't," Mr. Grasshopper said, lifting her up and holding her up high. "You're staying with us."
Anna-Maria giggled at being lifted up high, forgetting her mini-tantrum. "Wheee!" She laughed.
"Where are you?" Aunt Spiker yelled. "Detestable little worms."
At that, Earthworm screamed
James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 9Chapter 9James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 92 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Soon, they were among the clouds, making it look foggy. While James was by himself on the boardwalk—as they dubbed the fencing stuck in the side of the peach—the bugs kept Anna-Maria where they could see her in the fog. They trusted James to be by himself on the boardwalk, but Anna-Maria was only a toddler, and she could easily fall over the edge. Nonetheless, they told James to be extra careful, and not stay out too long.
Now Anna-Maria was sitting with Mr. Grasshopper and Centipede, and Mrs. Ladybug on the peach. "Well, Anna-Maria," Mr. Grasshopper said, gathering her onto his lap. "How about you tell us something about yourself?"
"I'm thwee!" She declared proudly, holding out three little fingers.
"You mean, 'three years old'." Mrs. Ladybug corrected gently.
"Yeah, tha' too." Anna-Maria nodded.
"They're both such darling children, James and Anna-Maria," Mrs. Ladybug cooed, ruffling the toddler's curly hair. "How could those horrible aunts treat them so ter
James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 8Chapter 8James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 82 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
In time, nearly everyone was down in the peach. Earthworm, with the bell tied around his neck, had his head poking out of the hatch, and was lying on the peach. Mr. Centipede and James were directly under him, the former on the ladder and holding the earthworm's middle in eight of his arms, and the latter in a hollow in the tunnel. Down in the peach pit, Mr. Grasshopper and Mrs. Ladybug had hold of Earthworm's tail, waiting for James to yell to pull him down.
Anna-Maria had wanted to help. Of course, the others told her she had to stay in the pit. She threw a mini-tantrum—stomping her feet, screaming she wanted to help, and crying—before James said she could help Mr. Grasshopper and Mrs. Ladybug to pull Earthworm. Wiping her tears away, Anna-Maria agreed; and so ended her tantrum.
"They've lost their minds!" Earthworm cried out, barely moving his head. "Anything but birds!"
"Don't worry," James said from the tunnel, holding a string to grab a seagull and tie
Seeds of LoveJames, John and PatrickSeeds of Love6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Were in a bitter feud.
For the love of Lady Rose
No task they wouldnt do.
And finally they begged her,
Please tell us who you choose!
For you, fair Lady, stated James,
theres nothing I wont do.
John and Patrick nodded
(for they agreed with James).
Perhaps we could, suggested John,
resolve our feud with games?
The wise, fair Rose sat thoughtfully
And hatched a sudden plan.
I know a game for you three
To play and win my hand.
Bring to me an apple;
Its a very simple task.
Puzzled, Patrick bowed and said
Tis all my lady asks?
Rose gave the men a simple nod
As her eyes twinkled with glee.
Bring the apples here tomorrow
And then you all shall see.
And so the three went on their quest
As Rose smiled and sighed,
By apple seeds and ancient lore,
Tomorrow Ill decide.
As James wandered his orchard
An apple red he plucked.
JatGP: Silver BellsSilver BellsJatGP: Silver Bells5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
James Henry Trotter walked down the streets of New York City.
Christmas time in New York was different then he imagined it to be.
His Father told him it is one of the most magical times to be in a city.
People waving. Children laughing. Smile after smile. Not this year apparently.
In fact with the exception of it being very cold outside, it barely seemed like Christmas at all.
After the insane shoppers had died down and the sky went dark, he was able to take a short walk.
One women bonked right into him with a frightened, flustered expression on her face and her arms stuffed up with bags and presents. Recognizing him as the famous owner of a giant peach and living with a family of recently famous bugs she apologized, "I'm sorry young man."
Though she didn't say anything else after word except "Merry Christmas." Then ran off.
James tightened he coat and shivered. "It's so cold out." He thought, "And yet no snow?"
He was sure that New York City had snow every year. It had to
James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 12Chapter 12James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 122 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Late that night, Mr. Centipede was still by the stem. Anna-Maria was sitting nearby, playing with some pieces of wood she found in the pit.
Mr. Centipede stretched and yawned, "Boy, what I wouldn't do for a cub of coffee." He patted his cheeks and shook his head sharply, groaning, to stay awake. "Cup of Joe." He moaned. Anna-Maria giggled at his antics.
Mr. Grasshopper came out of the hatch, carrying two plaid blankets and a matchbox folded like a chair. "I say, old sport," He said, coming out and onto the peach. "Came to relieve you of your duty."
"I said I'd steer the peach." Mr. Centipede protested as the grasshopper came around him and placed the chair on the peach behind him. "Have to steer the peach. Can't quit…now." He yawned, sitting back on the chair when Mr. Grasshopper nudged the backs of his ankles with the matchbox.
"Good show, old boy." Mr. Grasshopper whispered, moving the chair so it was away from the stem.
Mr. Centipede grunted a few times b
James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 13Chapter 13James, Anna-Maria and the Giant Peach Chapter 132 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
James soon came out of his unconsciousness to a bright red light flashing on and off periodically, and his little sister sitting on his back. Somehow, they had gotten away unharmed, save for a few bumps and scratches.
They both coughed up something bright green; they both squeaked and hopped away. As James sat up and Anna-Maria climbed off of him, something happened. When they looked at each other and touched their faces, they were human again. James then realized what happened: the peach fell out of the sky, and the bugs were gone. He began climbing up the hatch with Anna-Maria right behind him. "Ms. Spider?" He called out. "Mr. Grasshopper?"
"Centipede!" Anna-Maria yelled. "E'thwo'm!"
"Hello? Is anybody there?" James pushed opened the hatch and climbed out on top of the peach. He pulled Anna-Maria out. They saw a tall beacon with a bright red light on top. That would explain the red flashes.
Finding remains of the spider's silk still tied to the stem, Jame