The Ice AngelThe Ice Angel3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
An Angel on this Field of Ice,
I hesitantly step on this,
Field of Ice.
This surface of ice,
It is but the most slippery,
Field of ice.
I try moving slowly,
On this surface of ice,
But my Crooked skates,
Knock me off balance.
As I start to fall,
For the very first time,
I accept help,
And In no time,
A hand catches me within the fall,
She catches me from my misery,
And helps me escape the pain,
Field Of Ice.
With the sweetest voice,
Asks me,"Are you OK?",
Even though I seem afraid,
I nod aimlessly,
While I reach for her fragile hand,
I grab her hand firmly,
With the the grip even death itself,
Knows to be too tight.
This grip is,
And Almost unbearable.
Even though it is so hard,
For her to bear,
She continues to hold my hand,
Helping me inch forward on this slippery,
Field of Ice,
At first we move slowly,
But our speed gradually increases,
She lets go,
Telling me, "I will be back"
I watch her c
Always... Book 1 Chapter 2Always... Book 1 Chapter 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The griffin jumped out of the way, and Snape stepped on to the rotating staircase, looking upwards, toward his destination the Headmaster's office. He carried a moderately small box in one hand, and a scroll in the other.
He reached the top of the stairs, and tapped on the door.
"Come." Dumbledore's voice filtered through the wood. Snape pushed the door open, and found himself facing five professors and the gamekeeper.
"Ah, Severus," Dumbledore looked at him over the rims of his half-moon glasses. "You're the last one." He motioned to the others standing around his desk.
Each carried a package. Hagrid held a small box with holes punched in the top, and it emitted barking sounds every few moments. Sprout was standing very still, holding what looked like a Devil's Snare. Flitwick carried a box full of keys, three broomsticks lay on the ground at his feet. McGonagall held a large wizard chess set in her hands, and Quirrell held a box similar to Hagrid's but
DawnDawn2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How dawns the morn so very bright and bold
that night's dark face can only turn away;
and all our dreams in sunlit skies are sold
as eventide gives pardon to the day.
She feels the cloak of dreams unclasp their sway
and fading softly spun into the gold,
that she will rise from sleep and make her way
ere morning grows another second old.
Here, I will beHere, I will be3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here I will be,
Waiting for you,
When the time will come,
When our hearts finally meet.
In the past,
My heart had been broken,
Broken so many times,
That the pieces of glass, Were so small,
They couldn't be pieced together.
You did something that was
You gave me a new heart,
A heart without any bruises,
A heart without any bends,
You gave me a heart,
That is so brave,
It glows bright,
So bright, That I am no longer afraid,
Afraid of my fears from the past.
In the past,
I would have never thought that such a thing,
Would be possible,
But that is love,
Love is something that amazes us,
Its powers are so unparalleled,
That we can't even begin to understand,
What lies behind the word, Love.
It is so powerful it gives us something that escapes us, Bravery.
Here I will be,
Waiting for you,
Hoping to find the answer,
To what Love truly is.
The person I will love,
Look at me,
Our appearance may be different,
Our levels of Bravery are differ
Ancient AwakeningTyrannosaurus rex TF SoloAncient Awakening3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jason smashed hard against the stone wall of the cavern as the beam of green energy flowed into his chest. He slid down the wall and moaned in pain as the energy continued to enter into his body. Jason could feel the ancient energy flowing throughout his entire body; tingling as it circulated through him. He was in a great amount of pain from when the energy hit him, but he managed to slowly bring himself to his feet.
Looking back at the pillar, he noticed that the energy had stopped flowing into him. However, he could still feel it dwell beneath his skin. Jason felt more of the energy pulsing into his feet, making it somewhat difficult to stand. A sudden pressured pain feeling started on both of his feet. Looking down, Jason was completely shocked at what he saw.
The shoes on his feet were being strained from his feet suddenly growing in size. They didn't last for long, as they practically exploded off of his feet to reveal a horrifying sight. Jason's toes we
Wolf BloodWolf Blood1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I wish I had time to polish this up and flesh it out into a few chapters worth of content, but I figured a short rough version was better than nothing at all. Despite this, a lot of thought went into creating what I hope comes across as being a fairly original the plot... so please do let me know what you think of it.
The name of the last Hunter to kill a werewolf, is Chester Mcfarthen.
The man claimed his last kill during his prime, long before Amy’s father was born. Amy grew up alongside her grandfather who daily boasted tales of his exploits around the world, including his hunting of the exotic beasts who hid in human form.
Werewolf hunting was a dwindling practice long before her grandfather's prime, so of course few were left to confirm the truth of the creature‘s existence, and even if questioned would keep to secrecy. Amy‘s parents were firm disbelievers of her grandfather’s claims but unlike them Amy needed no physical e
Survival -wolf tf-SurvivalSurvival -wolf tf-4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The beginning... It's so hard to think, so hard to recall what life was like before... but, I must remember. I must always remember.
It was Tuesday morning, 7 AM. Way earlier than any normal teenager on summer break would be up at. But, my parents being my parents, insisted that we get on the road early so we could get the four hour drive from Banff to Jasper National Park out of the way. We'd been on the road a few days, staying over night in camp grounds and cheap motels when it rained, so I was completely stoked on arriving at our destination and having a few days of downtime in the woods.
The drive was a blur of blasting punk rock on my ipod while staring out the window and trying to sleep to the rumbling of our ancient ford explorer. Either way, the thick green forest that blurred by was strangely beautiful. It's not like it was anything new though. Living in western Canada, I'd kinda gotten to know the forest quite well, but something about this section of highway
MonstersIt lies within your closetMonsters4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And it creeps beneath your bed
It stalks you in the hallways
And it's not all in your head
It lurks over your body
And follows you everywhere
It creeps on you like a hunter
No other monster can compare
It doesn't play favorites
It doesn't have a specific prey
The young, the bad and the innocent
Are all for it to slay
There is no telling when it will emerge
It could arise at any moment
You see, death is all around us
And no one's immune to it
Babysit Her /Chapter 1Stiles groaned as his Aunt called telling him that his baby cousin that was almost one was going to stay there for a while.Babysit Her /Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Why can't she stay somewhere else?" Stiles whined.
"Stiles, I don't have time to find another person to babysit for me. I'll be there in about five minutes." She hung up after that.
"Oh, damn." Stiles sighed heavily and cleaned up the best he could before there was a knock on the door. "Hey." He smiled and took his cousin from his aunt. "Remind me again why I have to do this?"
"I have to take a job in Arizona and nobody else was free." She handed him the bag. "Now, you-"
"I think I can take care of a baby for a couple days. Plus, I have dad to help."
"Yeah. Thank you, baby. I'll repay you later." She hugged him and kissed the baby on the cheek and left.
"Well then, Claudia..." Stiles looked down at the baby who was now playing with the collar on his plaid shirt. "You need food, I'm guessing?" He set the bag in the chair as she cooed.
Stiles looked through
The Song of the WolfThe wolf's song drifts on the wing of the windThe Song of the Wolf3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It calls to the moon
Asking it why does it hide behind the cotton clouds
The wolf's song is carried by memories
It calls to the lost
Asking them why have they gone
The wolf song is held in the bones
It calls to the spirits
Thanking them for their life
The wolf's song is held by hearts
It calls to us
Asking us why we have left the wild
The wolf's song burns in my heart
It calls me home
Asking me why I do not come to them
The wolf's song drifts on the wing of the wind
It calls to the moon
Asking it why does it hide behind the cotton clouds
I Miss YouWhere are you, Where did you go?I Miss You4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You left me here without even letting me know
You've been gone for so long even time can't tell
I hope you return, cause life without you is hell
I wait until each day set, wondering where you are
I'm eager to see, once again, your smile as beautiful as the stars
Are you okay, are you happy or are you sad
I'm so worried, I might lose the greatest love I ever had
An eternity will not torment me as I await
Nor allowing to lose myself to destiny or fate
I want to be with you, near to your heart
So I can give to you my love, my greatest art
A Dog's Tail-Chapter 1: Seann's Birthday"Seann, Seann buddy what's going?" asks some person.A Dog's Tail-Chapter 1: Seann's Birthday3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Uh, what, nothing. I'm just sitting down eating lunch" responds Seann, getting ready to eat a burger of some sort.
"Well, are you coming to the cafeteria or not?" asks the person.
"Why would I want to go with you to the cafeteria? I don't know you, I want to be alone so I can eat my burger" says Seann, getting anxious.
"I don't know you either, but I'm trying to help you. See those guys wearing the denim jeans and black shirts in the distance" says the person, pointing towards the grass oval.
"Yeah, they're just a bunch of people who like wearing the same clothes" says Seann.
"No, you idiot. Those people are the schoolyard gang, the Greasing Scums is what we call them though they call themselves the Boss Yard Kings. You are kind of new here, right?" explains the person.
"Yeah, I've been here for a month now" says Seann.
"Well, do your best to avoid those guys. If they ask for your lunch money, you give it to them. If the
The Day I Turned Into A DogMy name is Lucas Syadgod. I am 12 years old. I had blue eyes and crazy blonde hair that was usually hidden under my lucky red hat. Most people say I was short for my age, but it didn't really faze me.The Day I Turned Into A Dog5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was on summer vacation which would've normally been great except that I was bored out of my mind! It was really sad. The only two kids my age went away for summer vacation and camp. My block is 90% adults. We do have a lot of stray dogs roaming around, but they are never interested in me. There is one creepy house at the end of the block. The house belongs to Mr. Cigam. He's like 74 years old and he lives alone. The other creepy thing is he owns a wooden staff with weird symbols carved into it. When I was about 6 or 7 years old I was playing on his lawn. I remember he came out of his house with the staff and pointed it at me. He was yelling at me to get off of his property. I've hated him ever since. He almost never leaves his house unless he needs to go grocery shopping which is once e
Canine RelationsCanine RelationsCanine Relations6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
(Boy to Husky)
On the crisp, cool afternoon in August, Freddy Pinkerton was walking home from a buddies house. The afternoon seemed to be quiet and still, almost like time froze around him. The golden leaves falling but yet showing very little signs of life. A little spooked Freddy made his way home and entered his room. Gosh, today was so tiring!. The box fan in his room blew cool air noisily towards him, thus causing him to grow weary and eventually caused him to fall asleep. Waking up to the sound of his mom walking through his door, he got up. Hey sleepyhead, how was your slumber?. Breathing in and stretching he replied, Relaxing and enjoyable as always. With a smile on her face, his mother walked out of the room. He then got up to turn on the TV and computer. He was soon called to dinner,. At the table he could see his mother sniffling. While checking through his usual item browsing site, after dinner. He decided to see the numb
The MoonriseThe Moonrise3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm proud to be an outcast
But I'm proud to lead the fight
For though the dark is rising
We will always see the light.
I'm proud to lose my body
But I'm proud to lift my eyes
For though the pain is sharper
We will always break the ties.
I'm proud to sweat and suffer
But I'm proud to stand up tall
For though the others stumble
We will always break their fall.
I'm proud to watch the moonrise
But I'm proud to end the day
For though the season's over
We will always find a way.
EmptyHands.Empty4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Turning icy cold.
Touch them you will see.
Turning the darkest of blacks.
Let your eyes fall upon them.
You will see.
Feeling so lost.
Felling so empty.
What is the point?
Why continue the fight?
Why continue trying to make a life?
If you don't have a life in the first place.
The StormThe StormThe Storm4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tension weaves in the air
Tearing across the night
Born in clouds of despair
Blocking out all my light
Atmosphere growing thick
Dense with waves of fear
The tension makes me sick
No hope for this to clear
Water builds in the cold
Dancing across a dark sky
And raging uncontrolled
Raining the tears I cry
I stare out into the rain
The cold stings my skin
Icy drops of liquid pain
My misery is sinking in
Lightning strikes flesh
The searing charred scar
A wound so raw and fresh
Shows I've fallen too far
I'm in this way too deep
At the eye of the storm
The dreams haunt my sleep
No-one to keep me warm
Sky is now deepest black
Frost encircles my feet
There is no turning back
I have to face my defeat
The rain is fading away
Replaced by blades of ice
Stabbing shards of sadness
Why do I bother being nice
To be repaid in madness
The Storm has broken me
Torn away at my defences
Allowing my misery free
As my downfall commences
Destroying my frozen soul
This storm is in my heart
I shall neve
EverLet me hold your handEver3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and never let go
Let me kiss your lips
and feel your breath on my neck
Let me embrace you
and forever feel your warmth
Let me love you
and never have to part with you
I Will Never Give UpMy friend, I know that times are toughI Will Never Give Up4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And it seems that things are very hard for you
But I want to let you know that I care for you
And I don't want you to quit.
I understand that you are suffering
And things just seem so desperate and unfortunate for you
But I want you to know that even as things begin to look bleak
I will always be here for you.
This world is far from perfect
And we both realize that
And even though we're apart
We're still connected here in our hearts.
This world may be a very dark place
Full of pain and strife
But together the two of us
Can stand out and shine a brilliant light in the darkness.
I know that what you're going through
Is very tough and very painful
But know that you do not
Have to travel this path alone.
Because there is one thing
That I want you to know.
That I shall not stand down
And that I shall never quit aiding you.
No matter what happens
No matter what sort of pain may befall us
Know that I shall never quit.
That I shall never surrender.
DreamsOur shining blue earthDreams4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is filled with countless desires.
Everyone has a dream, and aspiration;
Something they want with all their heart.
Some of us dream of saving lives,
Others, of more simple things,
Like having a family,
Or living life to the fullest.
Some dreams come true early on,
Others making appearance later in life.
Yet far too many dreams are abandoned,
Cast away into a land of broken hearts and childhood fantasies.
I'm just a girl with a dream,
Not unlike any other.
Perhaps I'll reach the stars,
But perhaps I'll fall back down to the harsh reality of our world.
I'll continue to do what I love.
Because I do it for myself,
And that will always be enough for me.