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 Rasps2 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 carcassesCamellias2 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.
Shakespeare's LoversMeet me, my love, at evening's tide,Shakespeare's Lovers5 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.
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.
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,
WanderlustI've been sleeping with my jeans onWanderlust3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and seatbelt unbuckled,
So I can leave early
before my regret wakes.
In the check-in, on the road,
I distract myself
Walk, go, leave
go further, leave again
I like my life
I never meant to break your
(steady and warm)
But truer ways of joy I found
on the road,
in long railways and stranger tongues
And I'm sorry that we never
Quite catch up with each other.
I never loved goodbyes,
but I love leaving all behind
In the movement I found tranquility,
easing for this burn.
Don't think I'll be able
To ever forget you, no
You're like Venus in the nightly sky,
guiding with your sulphur burn -
you left a mark in me,
in the air I breathe
Though we never quite catch up,
we never quite meet.
And it breaks my heart either way;
I don't want to leave,
but I cannot stay.
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.
two left feetyou move like a gaggle of geesetwo left feet5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with no seasonal direction
and your arms
are cat tails by the Nile
waiting on the next love song
from the sea.
hips and legs are gunny sacks
plump with crumpled paper wads
and you are about as well oiled
as clothespins pursing their lips to wool.
but every time you fall,
I think of wine and silk
christening the moment
like flamenco porcelain seashells dancing for me,
just before I catch you.
GalateaSometimes, she is my mistressGalatea1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sneaking in through my window and seducing me out of sleep
She keeps me up past sunrise, whispering sweet promises in my ear
Silencing me with her smoldering passion, stripping me until inspiration strikes
She makes me sing, until the sheets are slathered in a thick skin of poetry
Sending shivers up my spine and igniting my senses with her ghostly fingers
She is a lover and a shadow, nowhere to be seen when I wake
Sometimes, she is my psychosis
Suffocating and strong, I can do nothing but submit to her grasp
She seethes, like a snake constricting around me until my sight blurs to smoke
Slowly, she consumes me with sick reverence and searing obsession
She stifles me because she refuses to be restrained, yet I long for her kiss
Severing haggard breaths from my lips, leaving me stunned and aching
She is a succubus and a nightmare, haunting me
Sometimes, she is my saint
Stifling sobs against my shoulder, shaking me until my tears start to fall
She has so much
Unfamous.In Baudelaire I find no faultUnfamous.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
for he wrote in reality.
And Poe; a love in hearltess vault
that you have in alike with me.
And love for you which I have found
was wrote about byronically.
And you give love in heartfelt sound
by writing within melancholy.
And Keats was more afraid of love
So wrote about the Autumn time.
And when Emma Hardy rose above
Thomas found a love divine.
So William married Hathaway
'Though she was no eternal muse.
So Shakespeare wrote his life away
in odes to other endless "you"s.
Although I'm neither known nor old
I write unspectacular verse for you.
And though my literature remains unsold
it makes its content no less true.