PorchWe can sit on the porch and dream about being president,Porch2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Drink our cold drinks from warm glasses.
I can grow a beard, you can grow your pubic hair, we can grow old together,
You can wash my old car in your jean shorts and your wife beater.
We can laugh about how we'll be rock stars, with leather pants and never showering again,
Our name on some cover art.
can i love again dare i aski think i'm falling in love againcan i love again dare i ask2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
what the hell do i do
would this betray my first love
she has never claimed any thing from me
i'm slightly scared i don't know what to do
is it safe to claim another feeling to true love true
is it fair to attempt to claim one while hold feelings for both
one accepts me, one does not, one laughs with me, the other for me
if i can feel this for two people is it a true feeling
if i can feel this for two people am i worth their feelings
am i in love again like a little boy on the playground
or am i puppet of the devil to raze these girls lives like a hell hound
am i falling in love again or am i committing a worst sin?
am i wasting my ideals and putting them in the hell bin
one could love me, the other won't be able to
but soon i won't be lovable anyway
i should leave them both alone
i do not deserve the love of their happy homes
i am too selfish, i am too greedy
to both these women i will prove to needy
Borrowed Heart - Calypso's side of the storyThe sound of the waves crashing on rock was thick in the air; seagulls zoomed by calling out to each other in loud squawks. Everything was moving, everything but me and the heartsick man sulking just outside my cave. As I watched Odysseus I felt a tugging instinct telling me to say something, but I kept silent. I thought back to when he first washed up on my island, his blue eyes filled with relief when he saw me. At first, I paid no mind to him. He was just another mortal lucky to survive Poseidon's wrath. I fed him, clothed him, and tended to his every need. In time we became very close. While I weaved on my loom and sang him to sleep he told me all of his adventures, he talked about defeating Troy and the Cyclops and his encounter with the Sirens. That was when it dawned on me ; the more time we shared together, the deeper I fell for him. Through the years, he made my heart melt like no other mortal ever could. I began to see him in a new light, instead of theBorrowed Heart - Calypso's side of the story2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Unraveling - pg 1The Tempus Mountains had sent a storm like no other. The wall of clouds, growling with the low and ominous voice of the dead dragon king, was enough to make even the bravest of humans quiver with fear. But Cat wasn't brave, just stubborn, and maybe, just maybe, even a little insane.Unraveling - pg 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
However, when the rain began to pelt the cliffs, and day turned to night, she was quick to take a hint. She was in no position to take on a storm and she knew it. So, with a determined will to go on, still struggling for attention in her heart, she rushed to find shelter.
Lightning clawed at the sky, followed by the resounding echo of thunder. Between the slap of the rain and the crashes and growls in the black clouds, Cat could almost imagine that the dragons of old had risen again, and were fighting in the sky once more. Such was the ferocity of storms in the country of Morsmaero.
The flashes of lightning reflected in Cat's eyes, which were bright and round with a childish wonder. "Dragons and wolves." Sh
Prologue: UnravelingIt was not a good day for legends to be born though legends would surely be told of the day. Wind whistled against the cliffs and a chill settled into the country of Morsmaero. Ice ran is veins along every crack in the rocks like diamonds, as natural as if they had been there for centuries. It was on this evening during the coldest day in many years across the country that the promised eggs began to stir.Prologue: Unraveling2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Mellil curled her ruby red tail around the eggs and breathed warm smoke onto them. "Not now," she thought, "please not now." She pleaded to Spera, Keeper of Hope and Miracles, that her young would stay inside until conditions were not so terrible.
Her eggs would have hatched a while back, in the spring, if not for a territory skirmish between dragons and humans that had resulted in many lives lost set an uneasy mood for months to come. Then the greater tigers battled with the greater wolves not far from Mellil's den for most of the summer. It escalated to the point where worry some ru
Unraveling - pg 2The tall trees so far below were getting sharper in clarity as Cat sped towards them. Screams erupted from her mouth uncontrollably. There was no thought to her screaming, just that hysterical sort of outburst that comes from sheer terror. The raging wind caught her screams and flung them against the cliffs where they echoed out into the wild terrain, so loudly, that scavengers for miles around perked up their ears from the comfort of their dens. Surely, many would soon be on their way. Even the shadow wolves aroused from whatever despicable pit they took shelter and were speeding towards the directions of her shrieks. It was indeed a night for dark and loathsome things.Unraveling - pg 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The eerie howl of the shadow wolves rouse in the distance, joining with the sounds of thunder to create an uncanny symphony. But they weren't the only creatures that had heard Cat, still screaming at the top of her lungs, unaware of any danger other than the solid ground closing in on her. Beneath the many sounds of th
On My HandsBlood on both my handsOn My Hands1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A knife in my right
Their lifeless wrist in my left
What have I done?
To have murdered a friend
Earth ChildEarth Child8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the darkest void,
A child is born,
Within a bright light,
Filled with joy.
She grows to be a beautiful lass,
With laughter and smiles,
She brings happiness to life,
Filling it with beings of light.
Time passes by,
She grows as well to give birth to a child,
Which shall live within her Heart,
That is why she will be called Mother Earth.
Frozen MoonThe old moon rises,Frozen Moon3 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
a wrinkled man
shrouded by wispy sleeves.
Winter casts stones
over frozen lake beds;
cloud toupee slips.
stalk barren branches,
waiting for spring.
Old moon man sinks
beneath the horizon,
refusing to smile.
Must Love CatsMust Love Cats3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Must Love Cats
Fur of gold to pet and rub,
Perfect cat for me to love,
Razor claws and pointed teeth,
All the better made to keep,
A quick brush along silky fur,
Rewarded with a rumbling purr,
Given a glancing nuzzled kiss,
He is mine and I am his.