Accident + Emergency Ch. 20+21Conor
Conor didn't know how far he had gone but all he did know was that he was well away from Kyle and the rest of the staff at the hospital. He slowed down and breathed a sigh of relief. He was free. He slumped down on a grass verge and let himself catch his breath. He was getting some strange looks from some of the passers-by but he didn't let them bother him. He was grateful that he didn't recognise any of them. Suddenly he realised that the people weren't staring at him, they were staring at his shirt. He followed their gaze and saw a patch of dark red blood on his shirt from his shoulder to the hem at the bottom of the t-shirt. He cursed under his breath as he watched the stain spread until eventually he was wearing a dark red t-shirt instead of a white one. It was very uncomfortable but he didn't dare take it off because then he would have to face the bandage that the blood was coming from. He felt slightly sick and pulled a face, much to the amu
Grating RaspsIt courses and winds like air through veins,Grating Rasps3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Falls languidly through space, red as wax, drips
From barren branches full with leaves,
From sighs and outstretched fingertips.
It howls in silver song from the moon-top
Grips like ice and as ice does, lets go.
Stars and hollowness gently fall,
As it's all that nothingness will ever know.
It shudders and shatters in scarlet decay,
Breaks like waves of unblemished sound,
Until scattering, piece by crystalline piece
To the dusty, earth caked, green-strewn ground.
It leaves forms laying in beds of growth,
Traces rivers through rock before treading back.
It resonates through choking and grasps hungrily at light,
Extinguishing black for greater, water soaked black.
And it comes as easily as it goes,
Goes as though it never came.
CamelliasThe carcassesCamellias3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of pink camellia blossoms
litter the sidewalk,
a school of tropical fish
escaped from their captors' net
I wait for them to rise
into the sky,
a flock of bright angels,
fins turned toward the clouds.
They will bloom again tomorrow,
this I know.
WasteWe've ruined the lakes, the ponds, the streamsWaste3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and marred our soil with urban dreams -
Eden blighted by machines.
We plot and scheme; we plot and scheme.
We scorch the earth and sear the air;
our poison, seething everywhere,
destroys and leaves our country bare.
We do not care; we do not care.
Humanity has learned too late
our Eden is a fallow state;
and what we've sown will nere abate.
We reap our fate; we reap our fate.
Shakespeare's LoversMeet me, my love, at evening's tide,Shakespeare's Lovers6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Behind the rocks where children hide.
Bring us a perfect storybook
Of noble birth or suicide.
But wait! lie back and upwards look,
Until the moon shines bright and wide.
Until the grass with dew is shook,
Your passions to the stars confide.
Then read to me the words of pride
From lover's lips, until I've cried
And squeezed your hand, for mine you took
In yours, our fingers intertwined.
Until the morn' is undertook,
Remain with me, love, just beside.
We're two young souls and one old book,
A bond too strong to e'er divide.
NovemberAutumnNovember3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and full breasted
with the changing winds,
chasing the smoldering gold
from the meadow;
in the slow waltz of leaves,
I feel scarlet
rush the roots of trees
and blaze the hawthorn's
leaving the valley
flushed and thriving,
waiting for November...
Life as it comes and goesWhen you come to me don't give me flower,Life as it comes and goes2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
flowers will die on us and we need happy things.
Don't give me rings, they can be lost and
we don't want to miss a thing.
Don't give me promises, they break easily
and are quickly forgotten.
Give me nothing you can't afford to leave
behind when you leave.
And when you leave don't take the sun away,
because I could not stand to sigh in rainy days.
Don't take off storming out,
leaving me nothing but anger.
Come with a smile in my life and go
away taking with you everything but your
My heart is not a cheap motel.
If you decide to stay you have to care for it
and if you leave... please don't take away with you
towels, soap and dreams, like a thief running away
in the night.
Man as SurgeryI'm an appendectomyMan as Surgery2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
slice and flap
like a turned out pocket
kissing the surgeon's lips
I'm a tonsillectomy
high above your wires
a new frequency
of birds crashing
I'm an amputation
nip and tuck
of dangling leg and arm
left for friends
to sever on the street
with white picket teeth
to cloud your face
freckles popping like stars
or morphine clogging my arteries
just bleed out
where you left me
and the wide world waiting
for you to happen.
CheatsThe light makes cheatsCheats1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
of us both,
so we change clothes
in the greedy dark
or thinking twice.
We do not touch,
our skin afraid to lose
or breathe too close.
We pass in the street
but do not acknowledge
in the glare of taxi cabs
or the stiff pull of elevators.
We do not rub elbows
or let our shoulder blades
But I would know you
anywhere - any place
the sun is uneasy
and the skin of us
or strangers are told
in another direction.
Fairy TalesAlice in Wonderland 1 by ArtgermSnow white by beyondthechuchRumpelstiltskin by RockitRocket-RIRPrincess and the Frog by emilynguyenartThe Sleeping Beauty by KmyeChanwalk to the rabbit hole by Gven-kaThe Beanstalk by Alec4USnow White 3 by Costurero-RealSnow White. by DonatellaDragoCryonic Beauty by GarthFTKuroshitsuji: Red Riding Hood by numina-namine:thumb265376708:Wonderland by MelusaasteSleeping Beauty by MaRoC68cinderella by aftasardem:thumb184040457:Snow.:.White - A Horror Tale by ninasteThe Housemaid by callerofcrowsForever sleeping by MadameThenadiersleeping beauty by teikjin666Alice in Wonderland-Madhatter by michaelkutscheNeverland by LolosArtThe Ash Girl by forlorn-eldritchSnow White by CartoonGirlsSleeping Beauty 2010 by J-Scott-CampbellSleeping Beauty by WidmanskaThe Little Mermaid by Julia-Alison:thumb263817361:Wonderland by kuschelirmelLittle Strega by Phatpuppyart-StudiosRumpelstiltskin by Wildweasel339The Frog Prince by AledinThe Not So Little Mermaid by TaversiaVampire Fairytales by BerryBluA Night of Fairytales by iluviarAlice - Kakashi in Wonderland by HellobabyAlice in Wonderland - Dodo by michaelkutscheAlice in Wonderland-Knave by michaelkutsche:thumb213143650:Peter Pan by jbsdesignsGRETEL by MikeLuckasAlice in Wonderland 1 by ArtgermHansel and Gretel by berkozturkRed and Co. by MistRavenAdventures of d Little Mermaid by palnkRapunzel by ultrastjarnaFairy Tales3 years ago in Personal More Like This
PomegranatePomegranate2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
are not like wine.
They are more intricate
than that which blots
a poet's lips
and leaves his senses
They are not like honey -
the morbid sweet
and clinging flow
of thick and amber light
that tangles up
Instead, they are like
and dense with juice,
their flesh pulsing
on my lips
and that dark
of Eve's final wish.
intrinsic, you go unnamedthe memory of your laugh is an oral traditionintrinsic, you go unnamed3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I cannot release
the dust off my lungs
that you stirred from among long nights
and solemn books.
a philosophical question, innately unanswerable
and just as beautiful, you are
the denouement, fractal and convoluted;
like the Arabian nights
we were once. but you moved on,
Games Like UsI loveGames Like Us5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
how our clothes tell stories in the dark
tall tales of battles
left scattered on the carpet
or ghosts sliding under the eaves
to prickle your skin
like braille under my fingers
they play games
like hide and seek
over sheets and blankets
and how your buttons disappear
under my command
like toy soldiers off to war
tagging our shadows
across the floor
and into the corners
of each other
where the moon spills us out
in little pieces
and the stars tumble -
silver clad jacks through our fingers.
Fortune TellerHer teacup gathers words,Fortune Teller3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
under the rim,
spilling temptation like a raven's wing.
She says my future's bright -
a ripe, fine apple
to be plundered,
my hopes a restless treasure
to change direction
and drain the danger
at her edge.
Cat LadyWhen I grow oldCat Lady2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will be the crazy cat lady
all the neighbors talk about.
I will dwell
in a house of sycamore
and live off taffy and gin,
and paint my ceilings yellow.
I will dangle carrots
off the clothesline
and only bathe on Sundays.
I will keep 47 cats
(or maybe 63)
and give them names
like Cumberbund and Camembert
and let them sleep in the kitchen sink
where they can dream of midnight raids
on the pantry-
of sardines poached in pepper sauce
and mocking bird and beetle pie
and we will fish off the crumbling pier.
I will tie bells to their tails
to warn the birds
they are invited for a meal
and watch them flying over
their wings a tell tale
sigh of autumn weather.
And at night we will curl
up on the porch
fur bristling under blankets
and October's jumbled moon
to dream of chasing
mice among the rafters.
The Sky's Just As Beautiful for Peasants.It came to me then,The Sky's Just As Beautiful for Peasants.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In a moment of bliss
The sky's just as beautiful for peasants
As it is for the prince.
And love evades the royalty
Who married for privilege.
He weeps for the woman
He watched on the dusty streets
Her golden eyes contrasting
With her worn and tired feet.
And all the riches in the world
Cannot buy a good friend,
Or true happiness,
Or a fairytale end.
So I'm inclined to believe
That it's a beautiful thing
That the true riches of the world
Rest an arm's length out of reach.
So the dainty fingers of a pauper
Or a bohemian's gloved hand,
Can each reach out
To close around
Destinies they couldn't ever have planned.
i always was the girl who danced with thunderthey've issuedi always was the girl who danced with thunder2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
a flash flood warning
and i am thinking
about our legs
tangled like tree
roots beneath the
the screen door
doesn't latch anymore
and the wind is
trying to tear it
away and i am
listening to it
scream and hearing
you say my name.
the roads are wet
and treacherous and
all i am thinking about
is you and your
wet lips slippery tongue
roadside teeth in my
skin and the sky is
falling down around
--all of these warnings
are just another metaphor
GoddessGoddess2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You were not a goddess -
no ivory trespass
or oath in alabaster
to wrap in cloth and bury where
it could not be found;
no vessel to be cherished or
adorned with oil.
Too much skin
to fill up a world of men.
You could not breathe
under water -
your hair a window
floating, framed across the surface
as the water line rose up
the pier and sucked barnacles
But we made you a myth
an omen for the young men
who placed the ocean
under their caps
and baited their hooks
every morning to try
to catch the silver trout
left shining on the rocks
where they hauled in the waves
SpringtimeSpring.Springtime2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sound of a wish in a single word.
Autumn releases a burst of nature's fireworks, in bright colors of red and gold.
Winter covers the world in a bright white blanket of snow.
But there is no such beauty as of that of springtime.
The time when everyone feels a little more joy in their hearts.
The time when even the coldest and dreariest of places can be filled up with life.
Scents of roses in the air.
Music dances in and out of breezes.
and birds catching song,
Sharing it with the world!
The thrill of time changing through seasons upon seasons!
Take the time,
To hear the birds singing in the trees.
The hum of the bees.
The silent sound of petals
Drifting in the wind,
Calling out to the world!
The sound of a wish in a single word!
Oh, how it sings!
Oh, how it shines!
Oh, how it makes you want to dance!
Because no one can resist
The song of springtime.
Girl as Buildingi fell in love with your architectureGirl as Building2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the cross beams of your cartilage
how your tendons knotted over nerves
like girders, holding up your arms
and the supple curve of neck
a room unto itself
the doors and windows of you
and each brick a voice
that resonates my mortar
the simple stairs of your legs
leading me skyward
where shoulders meet like corridors
and I find myself
taking up residence.
Star CollectorThey said he collected stars -Star Collector3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
plucked them one
from the abyss
left dangling off
with his father's best
He could feel the future
in their shiny points
and the sharp prick
of something maddening
glowing under their silver skins;
and when he held them
their embers glowing -
tiny spines curling up
to tell him stories.
But their laugh
was what he loved best -
sea breeze and green glass
and the whistle of a dandelion
shedding its blustery mane
across the pebbles
of the pond.
Girl as TragedyGirl as Tragedy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She decided to be a tragedy
because it was more beautiful
Happiness was a plain thing -
ordinary and drab as corn or
falling asleep in his chair..
But tragedy was elegant - the curves
of her slender body sheathed in trauma
and kid gloves that went up to the elbows.
It was mysterious - black hats with veils
and notes from strange men pressed into her palm
Tragedy looked good on resumes and fit perfectly
on the small white cards placed on her dining table.
Her sisters could slip them into their purses
to remind them later of how she breathed
dignity and grace into the family name.
She could wear it with her grandmother's jet beads
to the ballet, their stark beauty
a reminder of what was lost.
And when her final lover came to call at matins
she could slip it under her lips
and press it as a warm memory -
wet and gliding over his tongue
as she searched for words
among the sheets.