LeavesOrange and yellow leavesLeaves3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Pile up slowly...
Ready for the Jump
feed meI want to inhalefeed me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
mouth to mouth
my sorrows as i
let me drink
CircusCircus2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Come one, come all
There's the curtain call
Step inside; take a seat
Before the circus is complete
There are freaks contained in countless cages
Always spiraling through series of turmoil, anger, and rages
Lurking on the outskirts of some city called "sanity"
But still within reach of mortals and their vanity
Persuasive puppeteers pull apart society's strings and seams
Dissecting the very fabric of His divine scheme
Puppets and pawns congregate in the blink of an eye
Waiting for the order: to march, kill, conquer, and forever comply
The tightrope: deceivingly demonic
Its most dangerous trait: it is so ironic
After always longing to linger among the clouds in the sky
You daydream one too many times, and soon Saint Peter greets you with a "Hi"
The tightrope is simply another form of entertainment
It looks like a death trap, but turns into containment
Putting an end to any dr
I am DyingI want to burn.I am Dying2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To light up and blaze across these narrow streets and four unyielding walls
Stone melts, wood incinerates, metal screams as my endless fire consumes them all
Would it be enough?
Perhaps I would consume the plants and flowers, the birds and beasts of land and sky,
And still my hunger would not be sated
I will crisp the land and boil the oceans and set the sky ablaze with my wrath
I am anger, I am destruction, I want everything and I want it all gone
The sun the moon the stars and all the black between
Dead, dying, destroyed into nothing, gone forever.
And then I breathe
Life fills my lungs, and cools my throat, I am full and floating and free
Gravity clings me to this poor dirt no longer, the wings I never knew I had burst free of this flesh
And I fly
I race through the air and whip and dash and yell
No limits, no boundaries, nothing but me and the air
But then I release my breath, and I fall deep into the ocean
Water surrounds me, and I am cold, but alive
It shields me,
LeaveHere I sit upon my bed,Leave5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
where you used to lay your head,
And even with all that you had said,
I'd thought you'd never leave.
I sit here bare,
Far all to share,
And you don't care,
I'd thought you'd never leave.
I yelled at you,
You yelled back too,
It's nothing new,
But I thought you'd never leave.
I cry inside
from too much pride,
why had I lied,
I thought you'd never leave.
I want to cry and to grieve,
I didn't want to decieve,
You were cute and so naive,
But I knew you had to leave...
The boy belowThe boy below10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It starts with a whisper
A suggestion that
Mutation, rotation upon
It's self to just become
Something that is wasn't before
He stands with his hands
Clutched together in front of
Him, waiting for the judge
To say something, to finish
Sweat breaks out on
The boys forehead,
He's not sure is this is what to do
'Is it right?' the questions come
Like a might inquisitive waterfall,
Wanting to destroy all reason and ration
For the instictive feelings that he is
Feeling , wondering if he will better
Than the jusge who is now walking
They kiss and the inquisitive waterfall trickles
Down to a stream when
They kissed and all his questions were answered.
These two boys, making love
Fucking as is it's their last day on earth
Feeling each other, the sensations
That are new to one, and common
To the other.
And they decide that
This will continue for as
Long as their bodies will let them.
The inquisitive waterfall
Comes back, and the flood gates
Open, but the boy does not ca
My PerceptionDISCLAIMER: This is a biased opinion piece. Everything said is subjective. No facts here, but my emotions are justified.My Perception1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
Written: March 30, 2012. Location: Memorial Hospital Psychiatric Wing.
"Homosexuality is a subculture that heterosexuals have the privilege not to know. Me on the otherhand have to know everything and anything to keep up a protective front that instills a place in heterosexual society. In the end this society isn't built for my kind... or at least that's what heterosexuals want me to believe. Gay rights are being won, but our small victories are nothing on a larger spectrum.
On a personal level in order for me to stay safe is to deny/withdraw my sexual desires to not hinder the sex lives of the srt8's. (There's no freedom in that. Just hurt and resentment.)
Str8's will tell me that I have to wait till I find a group of homo's to call my place home and be happy. The fact is that it's still shaming me for I have to seperate myself from th
Ghosts*FantasmasGhosts*Fantasmas2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Me quedé atrapada en un armario
que guardó travesuras que se untan los amantes,
entre las páginas de una libreta juguetona
con frases de Woody Allen:
"El sexo es sucio sólo si se hace bien"
Allá me quedé
ya no me encuentro en los espejos.
Mi alma vaga por aquel departamento
donde hubo un reloj en forma de girasol
y una escenografía con nubes
que cambiaba de color.
Los nuevos inquilinos no tienen idea
de donde provienen los murmullos
de cómplices en el amor,
cuando me hacías morder una almohada:
las paredes son demasiado delgadas.
En el instante de una despedida,
en el trajín de una mudanza,
allí se detuvo el reloj con forma de girasol,
allí me detuve yo:
entre muebles revueltos sin destino
bajo las patas de una cama recargada en la pared,
revuelta con las partículas de polvo
que van cubriendo unos zapatos nuevos que olvidé.
Aquella soy yo
Aquel ya no eras tú
Ahora estamos muertos:
Tú nos mataste
Nari's Cave:::Inside Nari's Cave:::Nari's Cave3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Pale blue-green eyes glazed over as the embers of the fire glowed a dull red. Nari ate the last of the food he had gathered as he prepared his body and mind for a journey that might very well kill him, and in so doing also kill his wife, Desi. Two of the five Elements were his to command. Now it was time to learn to command the very earth itself, Har'dro.
Nari summoned his cave into his mind. Each detail, down to the trickle of water from the walls, was impeccable. Having spent many nights in this cave he knew every nook and cranny like the back of his hand. The smells of the mold on the ceiling were slightly off so he set about changing them to the correct pungent stench. He next added the racks of weapons he had collected and stored in the cave. The floor soon started to shift as the footprints of the Glastons were added from when Nari had led them to the cave during the invasion of the Coven to help mount a resistance against the Imperial forces.
Once he was
The Thoughts of Nari Ovus: INari sat facing the security monitor, watching the members of the Clan run around the Coven, going about their daily lives. His fingers flicked over the keypads as the monitors shifted back and forth, zooming in to focus on a specific person from time to time or zooming out to show a larger gathering, never settling for too long on any particular area as he continued to maintain the security of the Clan and Coven, just as he swore to do all those years ago.The Thoughts of Nari Ovus: I2 years ago in Settings More Like This
His attention was instantly fixated onto the Clan Mother as she exited the Hall of Shadows. Four security cameras swiveled for focus on her. Nari zoomed in on her right eye to study the dilation of her pupil to get an assessment of her mood. Another camera focused onto her nostrils to check for flaring so he could study her breathing pattern. Another let him assess her gait as she strolled across the ground in a relaxed manner. The fourth camera held back slightly to study her frame; her Rancor tooth lightsaber was in place swinging
The Thoughts of Nari Ovus: IINari held Desi in his arms as she slept with a slight smile on her lips. He brushed her hair out of her mouth and kissed the back of her neck. He could not sleep; he felt their bond pulse with each of her breathes. The Bond had been silent for the most part while she was away from the Coven. It was still there but only a fraction of what it was while they were touching. He could have reached out and communicated with her at any time if he had wished, and there were definitely times that he needed her guidance. However doing so would have distracted him from his duties, his Oath.The Thoughts of Nari Ovus: II2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Only you truly know what I have sacrificed to build a life here among the Clan. You have been beside me as I bled and toiled to show my worth. Only you know what I will sacrifice to keep the Clan and Coven secure. Nari let his mind wander to the Clan. I forced her hand that day. I intentionally taunted the Clan Mother until she struck my hand off with her lightsaber. I had to show her that s
Playboy - Lit and TitsPlayboy - Lit and Tits9 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
When I was in middle school, my brother got busted with possession of pornography in our home. I found out it was something called Playboy, and I asked my mom "What's so bad about it?" to which she replied: "It's a dirty magazine, Haley. Not appropriate for young ladies and boys your brother's age," (he was in high school by then). Years later, when I was in high school and discovered my own college boyfriend had a stash, I had to discover what all the huff and smut was about: and I found it purely fascinating. I'm now 21 years old, and I read Playboy for the articles.
Debuting in 1953, with the then-unknown Marilyn Monroe as the first centerfold, Playboy set out to be not just any nudie magazine: they wanted to be "a sophisticated handbook for the urban male." Along with beautiful naked women, the reade
Amandine RosemeneAmandine Rosemene2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
SHORT CHARACTER SHEET
O BASIC O
Name: Amandine Rosemend
O LIFE O
History: Amandine is a smart,sweet and ditzy girl.Her family were killed in an accident when she was young and so doesnt remember much of them and she lives on her own. Although she is friends with Hearts and Lila,she is scared of magic of any sort.She doesnt mind magical animals but when she sees magic for real,shes a little freaked out by it.
Personality: Sweet,Ditzy and Smart
Powers (?): None
O Relations O
Friends: Hearts and Lila
O Interests O
Dislikes: Magic,Being bored
Hobby's: Reading and Playing games
Surreptitious EpilogueDon't Believe the Box Art: Alternate EndingsSurreptitious Epilogue2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As the credits rolled, Charles sighed and stood up from the couch, brushing chip crumbs off of his blue button-down shirt. "Well, that was fun." He said, grinning. "Little rough at the beginning, but it got really good later on."
Bradley nodded in agreement, standing up and adjusting his polo. "Glad it wasn't too long though. I still have a bit of homework to do."
Charles sighed. "Me too. Gotta maintain that A-average."
Bradley laughed. "Yeah, but it'll be worth it when we're in top tier colleges. You wanted to be a doctor, right?"
Charles nodded. "Yeah, neurologist. What did you want to do again?"
"Lawyer." Bradley replied, as the two started towards the stairs. "Like Phoenix Wright. Defending justice!"
Charles laughed. "Objection! If you're a prosecutin
Bill 132Bill 1329 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Dear Michael Bryant,
I've got an idea. Instead of outlawing 'pitbulls' in Ontario, why not enact a law banning ignorance? Granted, you'd have to move but here in Alberta we accept all kinds of questionable intelligence in our leaders.
You called pitbulls as a breed 'inherently dangerous'. Mr Bryant, any dog can be inherently dangerous if it is not brought up or treated properly. I interact with dogs everyday at my job and have so far been bitten by two Shih Tzus and a German Sheperd puppy who was a little too eager to receive his goodie from my fingers. Staffordshire Terriers and American Staffordshires were bred by people to fight other dogs for our entertainment. People started the problem behavior in these dogs and competant breeders since then have focussed on dispelling it, while retaining the breeds' courage and appearance.
More than a hundred years of history has passed since the laws c
Airship Rose Mary Chapter 1Airship Rose Mary Chapter 13 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The smell of gunpowder filled the air as another round shot from the barrel of a clockwork revolver. I shot four more rounds which all hit the center of target.
"Great job, Fayth! Now I'd like my gun back" turning, I saw my dad smiling and holding out his hand for the gun. Smiling sheepishly, I handed him the gun along with the extra ammo I took.
"Sorry, Dad. I just wanted to practice" I admitted.
"That's fine, just let me now before you take this again" he scolded me lightly like I was a small child.
"I know" I rolled my eyes. He chuckled as he rustled my loose brunette hair with his mechanical hand. I could feel the cool metal on my scalp. As he pulled his hand away, I felt and saw a couple pieces of hair were caught in the working if my hand but they slid out easily. I ran my hand through my hair to fix it.
"Now, you have chores to do, and try getting the Michaels kids on theirs as well" he said as he place the gun in its holster which hung from his belt and put the extra bullets in
Puff Puff PassPuff Puff Pass2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Title: Puff Puff Pass
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine. Meow.
Summary: Harry's POV. "Why are you here?"
My voice felt so loud compared to the silence I hadn't noticed until after I spoke.
A/N: Um. So since I went to see Deathly Hallows part 2 I have been wanting to write a fan fiction. It just reminded me of how obsessed I used to be with Harry Potter and damnit I haven't written in so long. I have been reading the shit out of my old fics, and I had so many, and, God, some of them were so bad, especially the Harry Potter ones. But I'm finishing a 40 ounce of beer by myself and I am rearing and ready to go. Let's get those creative juices flowing. BOOYAH.
"What do you want?"
"Where are you
Melancholy MorphousMelancholy Morphous4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It could just be me..
I could be selfish in every way..
But deep inside I want love
Maybe that's too much to say..
Can I be honest for once?
Would you care to see what's on my mind?
I long for the warm feelings..
After being so cold, I felt left behind
I spent many hours in darkness
And was trapped inside my head
I changed my tune and gained a voice
Now the tough exteriors left to shed
For I feel the warmth I once forgot
Last on the breath of lovers words
Yet i feel that I'm forgotten now
No ear to have me heard...
I could be greedy in wanting more
Or should my lonely heart be justified?
To be forsaken by loves touch
And play the rules set and abide?
I feel the urge in my hand
To grasp another and feel at peace
In hope you'll be my sanctuary
In hope my pain will cease
Maybe I'm sick deep inside
So in time I must get well
Until then I'll mourn with tears
There with time will only tell..
self worthcover upself worth2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
no one wants to see you
you'll embarrass us
your face is long enough already
put it down
its just a hobby
you look so much better THIS way
you arent good enough
just go to work
get the lipstick
dont be upset
calm down, good girl
we love you
- thanks mom and dad. i'll try to do better.-
Odyssey into 2012 Chapter 1 EntryThere was a subtle throb in her head as she tried to catch breath she didn't know she'd lost. A glance downward provided a clue: altitude. She was standing on clouds. Frosty vanilla clouds shimmered an eyeful of reply to the translucent skin of her bare feet. She started forward. A quick peek; a structure began to show through the mist.Odyssey into 2012 Chapter 1 Entry2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As she drew near, her lips parted in awe. Before her was a gold-framed building with the look of a palace but the size of a single-story house. Excitement filled her stomach for a moment of solid ground's retreat. She raced through the entry and let the hardened skin of her toes embrace the thick glass floor with a twirl. Her eyes, however, were unprepared for the busy sight of a room of mirrors. The flash of her reflection from every angle knocked her flat on her back with a surprised laugh.
Getting up from her knees, she noticed gold lacy texture under the glass: a symbol, "Reflection". She stepped up to a mirror. Her clothes were tattered, but still
NevermoreWhile the night you ran dogged with me,Nevermore2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Come the morn' you faded behind the furrow;
Astray, fetal and numb; shocked was I
Coming from a fusion of the minds,
Being offered the hand that conned me
After, before hung low in wailing refrains.
Betwixt the brambles I sought for thee
Relented the shearing thorns,
Beaten, with no limb to guide me.
The vile you flinch is my reality;
Lead to the whole field of wishes lost, remembered, hoped for
Trip me as I smile nevermore.
Sneakily Sounds Seepslithering softlySneakily Sounds Seep3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
siphoning symphonies with
Copyright © 2011 LYNETTE EMERY. All rights reserved.
A Mothers Love"A Mother's Love"A Mothers Love4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
For My love Ami on Mother's day 2010
A mother's love
strong and true,
Made for a lifetime
without a brake,
A strong arm
to end a fight,
A warm hug
to fix a wrong,
to make you safe,
to give a kiss,
to dress a wound,
A mother gives
and so much more,
of love and joy.
Alan Mark Cross