HastingsHastings4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On Senlac Hill, the grasses blow,
The forest hums with song;
Old Senlac Hill, by Hastings town
Gleams cold and all alone.
Here, the tramp and clink of maille rings,
Echoes 'cross the open meadow;
The clash and bite of iron sword,
And the spears are all a-splintering.
Here, the cloven helm, the whistling arrow,
Proud banners catch the breeze;
The baying horns still fill the dales
From a thousand years ago.
The gold-red drake of Wessex
Burns swathes of blood and fire,
His fiery tongue lays waste the ships
of the northern king, Hardrada.
The dark cold waters of Umber
Are blackened with smoldering reek
Stamford Bridge, soaks her feet in the scarlet
Of forsworn blood-brother's bones.
The battle won, the Norsemen defeated,
The Wessex dragon flies south on thund'ring wings.
As the proud crests of Normandy
Break upon its shores.
The stormy winds of autumn's breath
Abate before the towering spray
Slicing through the murm'ring Channel
Bow before the fleet invader's prows.
The whirlwind son of Go
Ignore the Disney DepictionsPhòsadh nighean-uasal, aois chòig bliadhna deug;A noble’s daughter was married, aged fifteen years;Ignore the Disney Depictions2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Phòsadh nighean-tuatha, fichead bliadhn’ a dh’aois.A peasant’s daughter was married, twenty years of age.
Dh’ith bean-uasal biadh ainneamh, mèath, fialaidh;The noblewoman ate rare, rich, abundant food;
Dh’fheumadh mnathan-tuatha fuireach ri là-fèille…Peasant women would have to await a feast day…
Cha robh roghainn aig mhnaoi-uasail air a pòsadh…The noblewoman had not a choice in her marriage…
B’urrainn dham mhnaoi-tuatha ‘dhiùltadh suirghich’ sam bith.The country woman could refuse any suitor.
B’urrainn dhi a phòsadh no ‘dhol ri taigh-cràbhaidh,She could marry or go to a convent,
Cha b’e òrdugh ‘bha am pòsadh ri mnaoi-tuatha…Marriage was not mandatory for a peasant woman…
Mhair fear-pòsd’ ‘na ch
SelinaSelina1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Called by the immortal gods - Selene (the Moon)
sister of Helios (the Sun) and Eos (the Dawn)
To you, sweet daughter of the Fae
born under the spell of May
I offer you, not the flowers picked up on the meadows,
I offer you the flowers in the meadows.
I offer you, not the hills or the valleys,
VarsteleVârsteleVarstele5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Vârstele sunt note scoase cu o sinceritate debordantă
De un acordeonist moscovit
Rămas fără casă.
În paşi de dans, -trei câte trei-
Cântă -toţi ştiu- ceva despre o fată deosebit de frumoasă.
Cu mult mai frumoasă decât poţi vedea acum
Pe străzile atât de mari, tot mai mari
Poate, femeia vieţii lui, adusă acum în faţa lumii.
Poate fetiţei lui, care, cel mai probabil, a crescut.
Poate chiar el, jucând un rol nefericit.
Rugile -aşa se scrie- i-au ajuns pân' sus,
Durerile au fost uitate-ntr-un acord, deja, demult.
"Pur şi simplu, s-au dus.", urla un cor departe de a fi supus.
Vârstele sunt note scoase cu o sinceritate debordantă
De un acordeonist moscovit
Rămas fără cas
A letter to DIFTLDear Baka,A letter to DIFTL3 years ago in Letters More Like This
Here's something I want you to understand. It comes from my heart, you know, and only the sexiest most loving things ever come out of there. I'm not sure if you know, but I had to make this clear for you, even if I have to fucking spell it out like I am. Maybe this is the cheesiest way I could ever go about my present to you, but I don't think I care.
So what is this, the eighth or ninth month I've known you? Wow, that's it? Damn, and to think so much has happened since the first day I got into TC xD. I can't believe it, can you? We came a long way. I didn't mean much to you when I first met you in Live Stream. Sure, I'd been watching you before, but I'd only got to talk to you for the first time there. It might be a little weird that I remember it, but it was around June 18 (I checked the date on the Live Stream just to be sure LOL). I think I squeed like the weirdest fangirl ever. I was really excited to be there even what you were saying screamed retarded. I still enjoyed
LK and BT part 12 - BT is really furiousBT walks over to where LK is hammering like a fiend on the keyboard.LK and BT part 12 - BT is really furious1 year ago in Comedy More Like This
BT : How is the book coming along sweetie?
LK ( hesitantly) : Well…
BT (patronizing) : Never you mind little one if this new project of yours did not pan out either
LK (still not looking up) : Well, actually…
BT (even more patronizing) : Oh, well my little one, we won’t bring it up again
LK (looks up from his mac book, frowning) : BT shut up!
BT (shocked) : What????
LK : Actually, this time my scheme really paid off, my story has been bought by Spielberg.
BT (choking) : Spielberg??? As in Steven Spielberg???
LK (smug and gloating) : Yep!
BT (rightfully cowed and taken aback) : Waw! How do you even know Steven Spielberg?
LK : Well I didn’t obviously but your mum did
BT (aghast) : Mum knows Steven Spielberg????
LK : Yep! Don’t let this be known by the tabloids, this is confidential but Steven was quite an addict of “Hunks and Hotties galore” and as the Indiana Jones seri
Never Lost in TranslationNever Lost in Translation5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Never Lost in Translation
I recently discovered
That hearts can love one another
Even though eyes were never set on each other
I recently discovered
That minds can think the same
Even if tongues don't talk the same
Feelings and emotions
Never get lost in translation
Ideas and perceptions
Never lose track in definition
We are the same
We feel the same
No matter race or age or gender
No matter color
No matter eyes
No matter what
We are the same
And I recently discovered
There are people in this world
That can write my thoughts before I do
Just because they think them too
That can write my own feelings
In their own words
Just because they feel them too
People that can write away my pains
That can mail me a smile
People that can light my day
By only knocking at the door
Of a virtual house
And you my dear
Are one of them
A precious gift
I found between the pages
A dear friend
I found between the lines
A love that never gets lost in translation
The GardenWondrous and always patientThe Garden2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the greenery that suddenly emerges
in place of an undying slate
of brown and orange shades.
Rainbow of endless variety
a vivid and lovely breeze
that sways away the untruthful
and gives life a welcoming release.
The brilliance of wild exotic flowers
like a watercolor prism of love
shiny crystal layers
music in many tones.
what is Love?What is love?what is Love?10 months ago in Emotional More Like This
I can honestly say I no longer know...
I therefore think when you find love,
live with this strange force that has taken over your heart
and your spent body
you are utterly lost for words
bemused, mystified and a little scared...
It is only when you lack love,
need love, want love, crave love,
that you think you know what love is
oh, then you have it all figured out,
bits and pieces put together from fevered dreams
old loves that went wrong
and the romantic notions from movies and books
But when true love comes along
you just shut up, sit out the ride
pray it will last,
muster the courage to make it work
revel in the utter beauty of it
and thank the gods each day
that made you the recipient of such love
at some point you give up poetry altogether
because there is no better place to be than in his arms
All the words that were your life till now
suddenly soothed by one stroke of his hand
over your willing body
you think, if I get up now,
and go to my bookcase and open my ol
Moving OnMoving On4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Garethil nodded his head in understanding as the agitated woman spoke. He had tried to get a word in edgewise once or twice, but she spoke so rapidly, barely pausing for breath, that he had since contented himself with letting her ramble. He sighed inwardly at her request; as if he had time to go all the way out to Zul'Aman to search for some so-called buried treasure that may or may not even exist, not to mention dodging angry trolls the entire way. That sounded just like his idea of a pleasant excursion...
Looking at the woman near tears, he suddenly felt ashamed for his irritation. This artifact was said to have healing properties and if it could save her child, who was he to deny her that hope? How she had even heard about it was beyond him. He was a historian and an accomplished archaeologist and he had never caught wind of this item before. And she had come to him precisely because he was bo
Long Road To RecoveryLong Road To Recovery5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Long Road to Recovery
Tight folds of darkness surrounded the small enclosures of Sam's mind. He was safe here, safe from the horrors of the very real world. Sam instinctively curled his body inwards despite the constant nightmares he wasn't ready to wake up. Not yet. He didn't want to face reality. That place was where the pain was. Where Bee was, fighting for his life and it was all his fault.
"Do you think he can hear us?" A voice whispered softly in the distance. Sam felt a light touch on the side of his face, it felt a lot like metal. He immediately clenched his eyes tighter together, ignoring the gentle caress that slowly moved to his hair.
"Let him sleep, he has being through much." Another deeper voice answered the first. The small background noises that were once quiet now rose in volume, like someone slowly turning up a radio. Sam cringed, feeling the encroaching awareness of the outside world call him away
metamorphosis of a woolI am ready to slidemetamorphosis of a wool5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
out of my sorrow.
I will slip it from my body like a newly divorced woman
slips her wedding band from her finger.
painfully over years I will rip
my sadness from its tender connection
with my bones and tendons.
Some nights will seem hopeless,
the fear holding me like a cocoon
that eventually transforms me
into a terrified child,
hiding in my blanket fort
keeping the saw-toothed night at bay
with a flashlight and wailing sobs.
Waiting for so long that I forget why I wait,
until the sun shines orange secrets
through my blind window.
I brush off and walk away.
I age twenty years between breakfast and bedtime.
I remember eventually that I am atoms
electrons and chemical reactions.
I have in me the same elements
which exist in stars large enough to engulf
our entire planet a thousand times.
A piece of me is in every known part of the universe.
I spread infinitely across galaxies and lifetimes and centuries,
the diamond dust causing even the
Epilogue: ChangesEpilogue: Changes5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
New Year, perhaps the most significant event of the calendar, a time to mark when that the sun had completed a circle of the sun, indicating the seasons of change were on their way. The snow was still here; over Christmas there had been a few more snow flurries, giving the inhabitants of Tranquillity a white Christmas, the first one in quite a few years. This gave the town's decorations a very wintry appearance, as snow clung to the branches of the Christmas trees. Some even hanging on the town square's lights. All the excitement of the holidays had died down, and the streets were deserted as people favoured the warmth of the roaring fires inside, safe from the bitter cold.
That was to say most people did.
Overlooking the city, under the familiar oak tree, a yellow figure sat upright against the rough bark, his metal armour shining in the low light of the sun. Blue optics glowed brightly, gazing a
Echoes...Echoes...5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Two new terms you should be aware of:
Spark Transfer: (From my previous story) Where an immature spark of a sparkling or youngling is transferred to an adult protoform with all the essential adult programming already in place. This was the methods used to quickly make new soldiers for battle but was outlawed due to the suffering it caused.
Energon deficiency: The suffering of a lack of energon leading to many system problems such as stiff joints, system glitches, inability to recharge and eventually Spark arrest.
Spark Arrest: When a spark forces the system into stasis lock due to lack of energon in order to preserve itself. If energon is not delivered then the spark begins to pulse sporadically, the disruption of the spark's regular pulse rhythm causes the said Cybertroian's system to go into shock, and eventually the spark fades and dies as a result.
These terms have meanings which I have invented myself, and are possibly different to what you might have seen alr
Error Operator Ch14Error Operator Ch143 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tendrils wrapped around a USA satellite, Soundwave really was beyond enraged as he delegated orders to the various troops on the planet below and the ship above his position. Those aboard the ship needed to continue their path and destroy the warp gate, if it was what had brought forth the group of rouge attackers.
And his Cassettes had special orders, to take care of any threat to their ward. They would not disappoint him.
The communications specialist hissed as his connection with Ironhide was cut completely, leaving a hole in his network. He didn't like holes in his network. They were useless to him, especially when it was imperative to keep connected. Information flowing from Prowl, he patched back into an emergency line and sent out another round of orders in quick succession.
His work, though, was interrupted by a strong signal, and Soundwave hissed a second time as he recognized it.
Blaster was probably one of the few Cybertronians in their 'field' to ever have gained his respec
Thoughts about the worldI stand here, in the rubble of a broken world.Thoughts about the world5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Where humans are slaves,
the whole planet a prison.
Who could have stopped it?
Do we have a place to be who we truly are?
What are we?
Are we the soul and heart that is inside our body?
Or are we just as what others see us?
And if that's the case...
what if others see us as trash?
Are we nothing then?
And if everything is made out of nothing?
We just don't know.
And we may never know.
Please, act for the freedom that you should have.
Do not let it steal it from you.
For you are born free and shall remain free.
This is what our creator wanted us to be.
And may this little blue planet be devasted
Cold and isolated
There still is hope out there
in the endlessness of universe.
Because there lies
a power which gave us all our lives
and which will always bring change,
no matter how evil or good
because they do not exist
Humans may be selfish
May be cruel
May be dying right now
But if we believe then there will be change
We only have to fight for
Snowbound Part 1Snowbound Part 15 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Snowbound: Pt 1
The bitterly cold days of the winter season wore on as usual. Mother nature's time of rest, leaving her children to fend for themselves until the coming of the long awaited spring. At the autobot base, things were no different, the surrounding field were a mass of white as the weeks upon weeks of snowstorms had left the landscape a wash with piles of snow. The beautiful white powder was not turning into a white deathly hazard, many people now struggling to travel in the treacherous icy conditions, and with Christmas just a week away, this was the last thing that Sam needed right now.
Outside the chilly wintry wind battered loudly against the glass panels of the upper window causing the entire frame to shake with the force, the sudden noise interrupted Sam from his work as he looked up from his school text book. His brown eyes flickered upwards staring up at the shaking window in an
Too many shoesShoesToo many shoes8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have too many shoes,
or at least I think I do
Honey, do you think so too?
I know now that you love me
I can resist their lure
your love at last
has made me pure
But honey, what about
that last pair of heels so high
that way it is so much
easier kissing you...
Lean On MeLean On Me5 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Lean On Me
Protection protocols flashed sporadically on and off in a wave of Cybertroian glyphs, lose characters sprung across the blank screen in a straight line before faltering and trailing off in error as each one was hit by a self induced firewall. Bumblebee groaned, tossing his metal body to the side of his berth trying to still his systems into a forced recharge.
Large strings of coding sprung up from the yellow mech's processor, flashing vivid images in a scrambled array of memories.
I wish to stay with the boy
Sam's face, his eyes, his charge. Sam's eyes gazing up at him in innocent wonder after seeing him transform for the first time. So trusting so unafraid.
You are the person I care for most.
FIRWALL CODE DELETED.
We've gotta stick together!
Sam with Sideswipe laughing
Sam gazing up at
Character Sketch - JulianCharacter Sketch - Julian9 years ago in Horror More Like This
The vampire Julian walks through a storm, and where he’ll end up inside of it is a mystery. Will he stay in the eye of the tempest today and be gentle and silent and kind? Or will he live on the edge, in wind, rain, and blood, consumed by a sharp and ruthless lust for a beating heart to call his own? Alas, they are stopped dead when he reaches in to hold them close, and so he gains nothing. For him all is ruin: broken toys and forgotten figures of glass and stone. He keeps these things within the storm to remind him of his own existence, of years nearly passed out of memory. Gray skies stain everything the color of death to put his soul at ease.
First Snow Tales Of Winter IFirst Snow Tales Of Winter I4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
First Snow: Tales of Winter
It was 9 pm local time yesterday when the first snow flurries began to fall. Since then, it had came in continuous streams, drenching the ground outside with yet more layers of white powder, adding to the snow that was already there from the previous snowstorm. Worst still, this particular snow was what people called 'wet snow', the stuff that clumped together and stuck to literally everything, which included windows and doors. It was this that had prompted Optimus to order an entire lock down of the base. For the sake of everyone's safety, no one was to go to outside until the snow let up, and the way things looked at the moment, this did not seem set to change. If things could not get anymore low, the base's heating had also broken down, which meant the inside was not much warmer then the outside.
So like he had for the past four hours, Sam sat in his usual spot next to the window in the Rec room, absently watching
BT and LK part 11 - LK has great plansLK : Ouch, ouch, OUCH!BT and LK part 11 - LK has great plans1 year ago in Comedy More Like This
BT (semi-worried - in an adjacent room but not moving yet) : What's the matter now LK?
LK (yelling across the other room) : Well I shoved this stupid ring on on my tail and now it won't come off, drat oh drat!
BT (getting up reluctantly, crossing the room and looking down on LK) : why the hell have you done that sweetie?
LK : Well, I was playing LOTR and...
BT : LOTR?????
LK : Yes you Barbarian, LOTR! The best book ever written, by the father of all fantasy novels, the great Tolkien! I think you are the only one on the planet who did not read LOTR and between the two of us BT, let me tell you this does NOT enhance your reputation!
BT (thoughtful) : Mmmm, I thought it was all about the Hobbit nowadays...
LK (stopping in mid track of her rant) : Oh, so you know your Tolkien after all?
BT : Well, as it happens, it has everything to do with mum and dad again!
LK : Uh Oh, what has the lady Claire been up to now? I swear that woman gives your poor dad