SeptemberThe summer was so hotSeptember8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the dogs stuck to the sidewalks
with the newspapers
and the black metal cans
everyone left waiting on the curb.
You could smell it
in the glass pitchers
on table tops,
and the sheets that never
dried on the clothes lines;
the canvas beach bags
mothers dragged wearily
across the sand
and the ice cream trucks
melting across the highways.
Children felt it open
up the windows at night
and find a corner
of the bed to smother,
while fathers baited it on hooks
or mowed it down
in flat, dry stripes
as if begging each other
And the crickets just hummed
beneath the corn silk
and the dry mouth
daring the cats to play
hide and seek -
searching for September.
rhythmrhythmrhythm1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The rhythm's the same
It never changes
But as he dances
he always changes
with the synths
The drums beat fast
The drums beat deep
He sings a song
and lies to self and all
And finally he lies
Down and dies
But the flashing lights were fun
The sounds and sights were beautiful
It was worth it.
And so was I.
Lancelot Price 2014 January 16
Prufrock processed 01Etherised upon a table in a much-deserted streetPrufrock processed 013 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
being carved and spoken of by Michaelangelo
The cheap hotel we'd been in
the smog-stained yellow window glass
Back then there was a time
Back then was time for time
For being loved by sculptors
who would shape one's self to form
One form only to last forever
and end time
Fleshless form so hard and slippery
sliding quickly off the hotel terrace
cracking in a thousand fissures
sliding down the street
with only yellow smoke to hide in
yellow fog to grease the way
fleeing from Michaelangelo
escaping from his love
Reaching now the seashore
Paddling out beyond the surf line
Hairless arms so stiff and clumsy
Catch a wave and
with broken limbs
Thrown off and falling
Ground down on shore to sand
to beach and bottom of the sea
Ode to the Wildernessi knew that evar since i was borned i was a little diffrnt from everybudy else. no one understands what im going through.Ode to the Wilderness5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
it all started when i started having this dream where i dreamt i was in a pack runnin wif otehr wolves and i was da leader. after that, everyfing changed. after that I saw the signs.
like i was rly good with dogs and stuff and all the dogs i meet get along wif me rly well. like my neighbor's poodle likes me more than she likes her owner. and this one tiem my dentist told me dat my teeth were longer than they should be.
if that's not a sign then i dont kno wut is.
i dont get along well wif other people because they make fun of me and my love of animals (mostly dogs and wolfs) and i get rly defensive when i feel me or my "pack" is threatened. i got more along wif wolfs and dogs than stupid jerk people so therefore i am a wolf. i am convinced of it and dont u try to tell me otherwise.
Oh, did i mention that when sometimes i laugh out loud it sounds like barking?
Lily Evans and James PotterI have always liked James Potter, it's true… but I act like I despise him in every way possible. I scream at him. I claim that he makes me feel ill. I pretend that I don't want to date him. Each time that I say 'No', and see his face fall; I feel my heart break a little. It hurts to keep acting like this. It hurts!Lily Evans and James Potter9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I can't stand it!
So, why, if I've liked James since my hormones kicked in, do I say that he is the one that I would never love? Are people really that dense?
I do it because he isn't right. I want him. I've wanted him since the first time that I saw kindness in his eyes. But we cannot have one another yet. He's too immature… he isn't the one that I want. He is, but he isn't. I want to have that Potter boy who helped me carry my books that one day to class, but James doesn't let him come out to much.
So I test his feelings.
I transform my passion into rage, and I shriek at him. I try to hammer into his head what is right. I try to make him the man that he is inside; t
On The School TourWe used to get the tube in London sometimes,On The School Tour4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and the lady on the Tannoy would say, Mind
the Gap! pushing out the syllables with her tongue
the way you'd push the stone from a peach.
In our minds she licked our necks,
slid her tongue into our ears and whispered to us.
She was a nibbling, biting, throbbing sex-fiend, that one.
We all knew it, but we couldn't prove a thing.
How could you? It was just a recording. Just an accent.
She was probably somebody's mother,
but if she was, we all thought, then she was a serious MILF,
dripping those syrupy words on our lips,
sliding her hands down the backs of our jeans
to pull us in close, and say it again.
We harboured these thoughts through galleries
and graveyards and all the way home,
to our classrooms, to our daydreams,
and on and on like that, forever.
Don't Be That For MeYou will not be my Romeo, reckless and love-dazed. You will not give your life up, die for me or take anything away because of me.Don't Be That For Me5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
You will not be my Heathcliff with your brooding ways and dark secrets. I never want to have any hate in a relationship with you and I'd rather die, than see you with another out of jealousy.
You will not be my Edward because I will not let you control. I will not let you consume or vice versa. I will not be a poker chip to be bargained over or the cause of anything thoughtless and deadly.
You will not be my Lancelot, no matter how fragile you think me to be. I'm not a damsel in distress to be fought over; I can do my own protecting.
This isn't a cliché. It's not a fairytale or epic romance. The fact that we're apart will make us stronger and one day soon enough, we'll be together. I'd trade a star-crossed knight in shining armor for a compassionate guardian angel any day. I don't need outrageous gestures of romance, I just want t
Storm LoverA soft sullen rumble is releasedStorm Lover4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But aggressively it gives me peace
Twisting all that is around
With each breath I feel unbound
This beast is out to steal the night
I listen on in sweet delight
As he carelessly creeps in
He attacks the earth with a spiked grin
Sparks shoot off in all directions
When the two have made connection
And I feel the coming storm
Covering me in a delicious swarm
Of ecstasy that fills my lungs
And trickles slowly down my tongue
So rain, rain, don't go away
Can't you stay another day?
deep inside there is even less"It is like walking on a cloud, except that it is easier to fall down."deep inside there is even less6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They call you an angel, your frail wings weighted down by the dust of your uselessness, but I know that by the kaleidoscope pressed to your chest, past your constricted lungs, and your crumbling bones, that you have a heart.
One that only an angel, like you are, could not only hold; but withstand. Withstand the reasons that love's hands reach higher to the skies (to the stars, away, and away-farther and farther), and it's mourning songs. The ones only your ears can hear. The songs that make love so miserable.
Love LostI remember the feel of your lips on mineLove Lost4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our first kiss
The way you held me in your arms
We'd watch the German sun
Sink down through the gloomy haze
The war came
Like the wind appears, it came
As you held me close
I was grateful that you hadn't left me
That you hadn't abandoned me
You finally did
Oh how I regret the day when I said I love you
If only I could take it back
I wish I could've run from the monster
That the war made you
I hate how it took away your pure humanity
I'll never forget your eyes
Those crystal blue ones
The way they stared at my rich caramel browns
They were full of cold hatred
I watched my heart try and run from you
It was like a dog on a leash
What pained me the most was, I still loved you
Even when you, my whole world
Condemned me to death
Even with the gas chambers
Withering your love for me
Like a dy
The Sunset-Short, Trite PoetryThe Sunset-Short, Trite Poetry4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As the flowers unfurled into the blue,
Came I hence, to my spirit renew,
Yet I found, with sadness undone,
Nothing left but the setting of sun,
Thusly left I: dejected, despised,
Only tears shone, in my hurt eyes,
I strode on, 'til a stranger I met,
He told me, "Child, be not so upset,"
"For while the world does seem such a cruel place,"
"Will you never suffer to leave its embrace?"
"So be of glad heart, and walk with joy and not fear,"
"For your own path, have I now not made clear?"
So walked I then onward, reborn as it was,
To see the world collapsing, as always it does,
But I, I could go on even yet,
For is it not beautiful, what we call the sunset?
Chimera Chapter 2The man smiled through the shadow cast by his wide-brimmed hat. The sheets of rain poured relentlessly as he walked away, hands thrusted deep into his coat pockets. This one was very interesting... his smirk broke into a stiff grin. He hadn't been this excited for a long time... His breathing increased in pace and his pupils dilated... Yes... This one would bring him pleasure... Yes, yes, YES! His blood would flow, his head would roll, and maybe, just maybe, the man could find peace...Chimera Chapter 25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
THUMP. The headache hit him. His cries of agony pierced the night, eerily. They seemed to be expressing horrid, pent-up pain of an unimaginable scale. He doubled up, breathless from the screaming. His body moved erratically, as if multiple consciousnesses were attempting to take control. His eyes rolled in their sockets and his mouth opened in a silent scream. On his knees, he slumped back, head lolling back so that his hollow eyes could stare helplessly at the moon emerging from the clouds. His hat tumb
Waltz on the Wild SideThey stole the roomWaltz on the Wild Side4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
holding every glance
jaw dropping gasps
at such daring they displayed
in utter disregard
for social decorum.
Bodies nearly touching
almost upon air they seemed
to float with eyes entranced
in locked gaze,
unaware of whispers
behind their backs,
women nearly fainting.
Sweetly to the melody
in fluidity they moved
with such unmitigated grace,
possessing the very name of elegance
while turning heads
in a wave of shock
in such open displays
of passionate abandon.
Turning the world
upon its head as they glided
past the sea of disapproving faces,
embracing their rebellion
as they two seemed to be locked
in embrace with each other.
Mid-Game Quotes 1. Terraria PlayersMid-Game Quotes 1. Terraria Players1 year ago in Humor More Like This
A - "When it comes to killing the Party Girl, I'm a force of nature."
A - "Let's kick their arses!"
H - "They don't have arses."
A - "They will when we're finished."
A - "You're a one-girl techno party."
H - "...unts-unts-unts-unts."
H - "Swiming in the red water is trippy!"
A - "Would you believe me if I said I DID NOT just check my hot bar for bombs?"
A - "I just wanted a COOL sword. Wait, that was not a pun!"
(Alex upon acquiring a frost blade.)
A - "Let's go kill some shit."
H - "Yay! Let's go kill some stuff!"
A - "Say it right!"
H - "Shot you with a flare to assert my dominance."
A - "That mask is wrong."
H - "Bitch, you're just going to have to put up with it."
A - "I don't care if you're law enforcement, I'm still killing the fucking Party Girl."
H - "That's not running, that's falling!"
A - "I have 200 sticky bombs, aaaaaaaand I'm running away from the base now"
A - "I formally declare you man and Sycthe."
H - "...WTF?"
(Alex is very attached to his Scythe)
A - "Why is everyth
ThoughtsI've been falling in love with my own dreams, dreams that would never come true.Thoughts4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I've been willingly stealing myself from reality, a reality that lacks spark.
I've been mourning the death of a self-created future, a future I wouldn't want to happen.
I've been forgetting the true essence of life, a life I am more than lucky to live.
My aspirations are a mere haze, a blur, barely defined to be taken into consideration.
I am struggling with this abstraction that we commonly call future.
No, I don't want to make a choice.
For I do not know what to choose, where to start over.
What is next for me? How will it impact my life?
It all starts here and now, with this painful struggle.
I am bound to make a choice; it's a burden I have to carry.
I am alone in this, no one can help me.
Absolutely no one.
When liberty becomes condemnation, I'd rather be chained.
JadedI'm the been-there-done-that-Jaded5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Kind of person
The one who's been around the block
I've seen all there is to see
Done all there is to do
And let me tell you
It's all overrated
I've been to the moon
And sat on a shooting star
I've had tea with the Queen of England
And coffee with the Dalai Lama
I've been through all of life's back alleys
And hung around all it's seedy cafés
I walked that knife-edge
Run the gauntlet
And come out with one helluva hangover
My mind's no longer naïve
My soul, no longer innocent
My heart, well I learned a long time ago
It's no more than an organ to pump blood
You see me as a pessimist
Though it's true, my views are disheartened
I speak them with absolute conviction
But if you're like me,
You will have stopped believing
That there is any truth whatsoever
If you're like me,
You'd have given up hope on ever finding any good in this world
There is no love
There is no peace
There is no joy
And there is no hope
These are all illusions of a p
I Yearn For Your LoveI stand feeling my body sway to the wind's currentI Yearn For Your Love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I shake uncontrollably yearning for warmth
For your love
My tears freeze in their descent
I'm cold, alone
Still yearning for your love
I remember when we were together
You were alive
I didn't need to yearn for your love
Because I had it
You'd hold me everyday
Tell me you love me
Said you'd never leave me
You left me with nothing
Alone and cold
Yearning for your love
You took away the warmth of your arms
Replaced it with death's cold grasp
And now as my last tear trickles down my cheek
As I prepare to jump
Having nothing to hold on to
Not having you
I yearn for you love
Even as the ocean's greedy clutches
Take me under
I yearn for your love
Train Under WaterBrother,Train Under Water6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'm writing to tell you I'm dropping out of college; I haven't told anyone. I'm twitching, Michael. The hunger came back a few weeks ago, and I'm not sure it ever left. Regardless, it's crying now, and I need to go. I need to keep moving on. I'm leaving for Chicago tomorrow. My train takes off in the afternoon, and when I get there, I'll leave again. I want to go somewhere new, Michael.
I want to go somewhere I have never seen before.
Now, I know you have to be worried, but don't, Brother. Don't you be afraid. I'll write to you wherever I go. I won't leave a return address, please don't try to follow me. You can't, Michael, you're too smart. Your place is here among these people; and mine is out there. You're meant for your books; I'm meant for my trees. I want to roar from the woods with a pen mightier than He
Hitchups: BoggedHitchups: Bogged5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hiccup knew he would run into a problem sooner or later. He knew it. Everything had been going far too smoothly to be considered normal for him.
He and Toothless managed to slowly make their way across islands, migrating towards the continent islet by islet. They frequently stopped for food, rest or some simple, leisurely fooling around. In fact, without the need for sneaking around in his own village or the fear of being discovered hanging overhead, the past two weeks had proven to be the best in Hiccup's life. He was free from the constraints of his village, laws he no longer adhered to thrown to the wind, and he was finally able to enjoy being himself.
Toothless had bunkered down in the sun some ways off in the direction Hiccup came from, and let Hiccup explore the island for food on his own with a warning snort to keep out of trouble (Hiccup continued to insist on being able to fend for himself...most days). Hiccup had his dagger, and knew that it would only ta