I felt like rhyming, so I made a poem about it.for your daily dose of modern proseI felt like rhyming, so I made a poem about it.3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
it seems I starve you yet,
I cant seem to escape this scheme
in which my words are set.
My brain it commands as it forces my hands
with its strange structured magic,
that makes me rhyme in syllabic time
Its quite poetically tragic.
The Fears - WIPWhat do I fear, with the end of the world hovering behind my back? Triteness. Irrelevance. The every day unbearable things. That is what I fear.The Fears - WIP2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Waking up and writing for the sake of being heard, rather than for the sake of saying something. Forgetting to mean what I say and say what I mean. These are the whispers that hide in the corners of my room as I sleep. These are the fears.
Girl meets BoyShes the girl who talks to her reflection in the broken glass of her mirror,Girl meets Boy5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Hes the boy who carves his songs into the underside of his wrist.
They call her crazy, and they call him a mess.
They couldn't be more wrong.
She dances with the butterflies as he sings with the lightning bugs.
They have only met in their dream worlds.
Led by their winged friends, they meet in a clearing.
The moonlight reflects from her golden hair into his bright green eyes.
Her heart pounds as he steps closer.
He is drawn to her as if by some magnetic force.
No words have to be spoken as they gaze into enlightened eyes.
The second they saw each other,
She was his missing piece,
He was her other half.
If only their dreams could be their reality.
depression.with thunder criesdepression.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and lightning eyes,
she crawls inside,
darkening my mind
as we entwine,
and every time,
i'm open wide.
Brushing Up Against HistoryNovember 1963Brushing Up Against History4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I'm eight years old and sitting in class (I strangely recall that my seat was in the middle of second row, on the side away from the window), when the principal comes in to tell us that the president has been shot.
I do not know
what it means, but I know
that it scares me.
My mother meets Senator Robert F. Kennedy while he is campaigning in San Francisco and gets his autograph. I live with my father in a small town in Michigan, where every year leading up to Memorial Day, I sell paper poppies for the VFW.
blood of soldiers on the field
war has come home
I watch the news and see the body count, arranged like a scorecard. The numbers say we are winning, but one of those numbers is from our town, the only casualty that week. I don't know him, but I see his picture on the cover of Life Magazine.
I turn 17 the next month
and try to join the Marine Corp
my father will not sign
As a small-town b
Dinosaurs are Still HereAt the end of tenth grade, the principal of Princeton High school kicked me out of his school because he didn't like my political viewpoints. It was a bizarre thing for him to do, and drew the disapproval of a few members of the board of education, but since he was the principal he had the power to do it if he wanted to. I was a libertarian and he was a knee-jerk liberal, so he preferred not to have me polluting his school with my viewpoints.Dinosaurs are Still Here10 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
The most obvious way this affected me was that I was no longer able to continue seeing my girlfriend who went still to his school, but anyone who knew my reaction to stress could see that its effects went far beyond this. Thanks to my having obsessive-compulsive disorder, I wasn't able to go to sleep each night until my nails were exactly the way I wanted them to be. And after I got kicked out of Princeton high school, it took me seven hours every night for me to get them that way.
There's one other thin
Viper's Fury - Chapter 1Viper's Fury - Chapter 15 years ago in Settings More Like This
U.S. Interstellar Marine Corps, Forward Operating Installation SMMC Micheal P. Barrett
Interstellar War I, Argo-Vela Constellation Combat Zone - "Op. Untamed Fury", Vibora Report
Interview with Capt. Jamie Pearson, Staff Sgt. Larry Jones, PO1-SWO Gordon Boudreaux
Reporter - Craig Freeman, CNN-BBC News Affiliate
Recorded Data Archives, 2095.11.10, Nova-VII
Three Naval Infantry soldiers, two Marines and a Navy SEAL, walked the United States Interstellar Marine Corps, FOI SMMC Michael P. Barrett Walk of Remembrance. I quietly followed their march around the barracks, through the fields and onto the shiny black deck where memorials were placed for Marines both missing- and killed-in-action during the First Interstellar War.
Around the base, groups of recruits were being run right into the ground by their drill instructors as they chanted cadences from the Marine Corps years' past. The drill instructors barked the cadence lines and recruits sung along.
"A-lo right, a-lo right la
I Am MyselfYou may think that you can change me.I Am Myself3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
But think again.
I will always be myself,
I will always be myself.
I am myself,
No matter the challenge.
I am always myself,
No matter what happens.
You may try to change me,
You may try to challenge me,
Can't change what is already set to be.
You can't hid the fact,
That you can not change me.
I am who I am,
And there is no changing that.
All you want,
I am myself.
And I will always be that way.
No matter what you do,
I will stay the same.
There is no way I can be like someone else,
Especially since I am not meant to be.
So why should you try to change me.
There is nothing to change.
So back off,
I'm done with you trying to change me,
Trying to hurt me.
I'm done with all of you,
All of you trying to change what you can not change.
So back off all ready.
You can not win this battle you started.
I will always be myself,
So don't even try to change me.
chromaWe were merely children when the stars came.chroma3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They rained down from the sky in a burst of light, like shards of glass pouring down from the heavens. Supernovas blooming in the night sky, petals raining down onto the barren earth - angels, falling with their wings sheathed, glowing, as they glided down. We watched, starstruck, as the glow overtook us - we were mesmerized. We waited with bated breath as the meteors landed, the celestial light subsiding as dark forms started to pick themselves up from the dust.
They moved towards us with an otherworldly grace, their steps leaving no marks on the earth as they descended upon us. Frozen to our spots as they approached, our bodies simply unresponsive in their wake. We were paralyzed. They stretched out their wings, embracing us in a softness unimaginable - a polymerization of silky feathers made of pure light, like a soft touch of a rose petal - and suddenly, our eyes were opened. The world was the same, yet so new, as it was washed with a gl
Who am I?[Who am I?]Who am I?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"I am me.."
Who ever that may be.
Made by a world,
Not easily understood.
I am what I am.
Of race ethnicity or a sexuality.
The acquaintanceThe acquaintance4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"My people have a say: find the enemy of your enemy - and you`ll meet a friend!" - Urdnot Wrex, ME1
What can one feel awakening in the unknown room not remebering anything, with terrible headache and wearing little more than loincloth...? Party was good? I doubt that and one particular krogan would agree completely
With heavy sigh containing pain, anger, irritation and simply bad mood all in equal part Wrex opened his eyes. Fist two feelings he was lying on the cold metallic floor face down, and his arms were tied with some cuffs Other feelings, like pain in all body parts that he could feel, of being in such uncomfortable position for too long and dizzy came few minutes later. As his conciseness slowly returned to the state he counted as normal and the world before his red eyes as much slowly shaped from the blurry shades into more or less suitable form the Warlord understood his position and it sucked!
He was lying on the floor of some sort of cell about 10X
Chapter One: Acquisition******Chapter One: Acquisition9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter One: Acquisition
"I swear I didn't used to bitch this much. I used to be a nice, quiet little soldier who did my job and didn't complain. At least I think so. I've been a soldier for a long time."
Petty Officer First Class SPARTAN-292 scratched at her short white hair, looking across the fire at the few remaining marines and the pitiful camp they were calling "home." The skepticism on one marine's face caused her to grit her teeth in frustration. She couldn't really blame him, with her delicate elfin features and pale skin she looked about as tough as a paper bag. Her MJOLNIR armor helped her image a little, but with a teenager's face and big blue eyes revealed she couldn't expect much. A plasma grenade had caught the side of her head earlier in the day, and it was pure luck that she'd gotten her helmet off in time. Not many people got t
Luna's Best Night Ever: 3Luna pulled the last of the confetti from her mane and tail. She sighed and tossed it over the side of the chariot, watching the colorful paper drift away. Celestia had given her a proper sending off, complete with banners saying things like "Do your best!" and "Go, Luna, go!" Luna wondered whether her sister was using her pranks and outrageousness as a coping mechanism or a punishment. Possibly both, she mused, a hoof resting on the suitcase where her own coping mechanism lay. She had insisted that Abby's suitcase remain by her side for the duration of the trip and managed to keep even Celly from seeing inside it.Luna's Best Night Ever: 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was somewhat saddening to think about for too long at once and Luna attempted to distract herself with mental games. She counted the clouds and imagined what object their shapes represented. Surely there was an artist among the weather patrol, because each fluffy lump of white was carefully sculpted into a delicate floral arrangement. The trails of vapor connecting each o
Mass Effect:Alternate UniverseTitle: Alternate UniverseMass Effect:Alternate Universe5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Game: Mass Effect 1 & 2
characters/pairing: mild FemShep/Joker
Kendra Shepard watched Captain Anderson pace down the line of enlisted men and women that made up the Normandy's new crew. His voice, as age-lined as his face, clamped down on the requisite welcome-to-the-ship-now-shape-up speech. His tone and careful mannerisms, along with his service record, gave him an air of command that reminded Shepard of her fatherkind, patient, and eternally unflappable, even when somebody's busted artery was spraying blood in his face and the front lines were getting closer and closer to his triage zone. His speech finished, Anderson stared down the ranks of servicemen assigned to the new ship.
A voice over the intercom interrupted the severity of his silence. "ETA to Eden Prime four hours, captain."
"Understood. Keep me posted."
"Aye aye. Enjoy training the Padawans." The comm clicked off.
She must have raised an eyebrow or gave a hint
PULSAR - Chapter 1PULSAR - Chapter 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
CHAPTER 1 EX CATHEDRA
Covenant Cruiser Vigilant Will
Orbiting the debris of Installation 04, Covenant space
27 / September / 2552 UNSC Military Calendar
The sight was overwhelming. Millions pieces of rock and metal floated on a shapeless cloud of debris, orbiting the gas giant that filled the screen. Those wrecks were once one of the most majestic woks of the Forerunners. Profaned and destroyed for one of the human Demons. Halo. With it, it was also destroyed or damaged great part of the fleet responsible for its protection. And the Vigilant Will was no exception. It was able to avoid destruction but, even so, a great chunk of rock hit the ship's flank, ripping trough several decks, and killing a good part of the crew when the atmosphere was violently sucked into the vacuum. Now the ship floated in orbit of the expanding cloud of debris, already subjected to a fast repair, only to keep it operational. A shipyard was moved to the gas giant's only moon, hovering in low orbi
ME2: FidelityME2: Fidelity4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Game: Mass Effect
Characters/Pairings: FemShep / Garrus
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Bioware, I'm merely attempting to expand upon it.
This takes place a few days, possibly a week, after Arrival DLC. -Spoiler Alert for DLC-
The warm water showered her face as she ran her hands through her damp hair. Her arms crossed over her chest, her hands tightly clenching her bare shoulders. Taking a few steps forward, she wedged her body into the corner against the cold metal walls. The messaging, methodical flow of the water down her lightly pale back felt quite soothing. She took a few deep breaths to steady herself, and she slowly closed her eyes, letting the sound of the falling water fill her ears. The knot in her stomach was beginning to fade away, and her throat didn't feel as dry as it had when first arriving back at the Normandy.
Shepard suddenly n
Show Her You Can Dance Chap 2Show Her You Can DanceShow Her You Can Dance Chap 25 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A part of Joker missed the days where he could drop the Mako on planets so Commander Shepard could drive it through the terrain, albeit badly. The Mako drops and pickups always gave him something to look forward to between missions. But now, the new Normandy was just too big for such drops. The pilot resigned himself to just monitoring the ground team through his console. Joker brought up the monitors for Shepard, Garrus, and Miranda. Each one gave reports on vital signs, thermal clip usage, as well as an onboard camera. Where the hell Miranda had hers attached was beyond Joker nor did he care to find out.
The pilot forced out a sigh and leaned against his hand as he propped his arm up on the chair. The day's earlier embarrassment was still fresh in his mind. He'd been caught sleeping at the helm before, no one bothered him about that since moving about the ship was difficult for him. It was the whole getting caught mumbling in his sleep part th
The Deal: part 1The Deal: part 1The Deal: part 15 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sangheilos, home of the Sangheili. The land of the planet was divided into provinces, which were themselves divided into numerous city-states. Each city-state had its own lineage, its own history and the inhabitants of these states lived in relative comfort, with only the threat of another city-states, or forces from beyond their planet, to worry about.
But not all Sangheili are privileged to live in a state. On the fringes of the state borders lived clans of nomadic Sangheili, who had to deal with the threats from the planet itself on almost a daily basis. These Sangheili were often outcasts from actual states that had banded together for mutual survival: outcast either by to their own hand or the hand of someone within their bloodline. Few choose this simpler life, where the technology their people have developed was of little use, or hard to come by. Such items were either stolen from trade car
D.N.A. Human Test Subjects XIChapter XID.N.A. Human Test Subjects XI7 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Ow I thought as I regained consciousness. Ow, that really hurt And my stomach hurts, too. I twisted my neck, causing a disgusting, yet satisfying popping noise to come from under my skin. Mmm I mumbled in slight pain. My wings were open under me, covering the ground like a white shroud. I felt as though someone had thrown a cinder block onto my stomach. The pressure felt so real that I stretched my hands to move whatever it was.
Instead of hitting cement, I hit something soft, warm, and moving.
My eyes flew open, only to see one of Dolans hands pressing down onto my stomach. My fingers had landed on his arm, causing him to ease up on my abdomen. What are you doing?! I asked him. His eyes calmly found mine. He moved his hand, the burnt one, so that I could see it There was bright red blood on his skin. My blood. Ow! What happened?!
After that guy knocked you out, the blonde kid sorta stabb
D.N.A. Human Test Subjects VIIChapter VIID.N.A. Human Test Subjects VII7 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
I know that theres thrill junkies out there reading this right now. You people are probably thinking something along the lines of Oh yeah! Free falling! Lets try it! Let Eryn, the mutant, tell you this: No! Bad! No free falling! Do not try it! A bit of adrenaline is always good for you, but too much will probably give you a heart attack.
So, did I get a heart attack? Not sure. Why am I not sure?
Because I stopped falling.
A tight grip was around both of my wrists. Looking up, I saw the worried faces of Dolan and Rafe. I breathed rapidly for a little while, but it soon slowed down to angry gasps. You. Idiot. Rafe, I managed to squeeze out.
Sorry! I thought you would try to fly! Youre part bird! Falling shouldnt scare you! he apologized. I glared up at him. I said sorry
What the hells wrong with you?! Dolan yelled at him. He hardly ever yelled, so I knew that he was pretty pissed.
"Switchy Pie" Chapter 6"Switchy Pie" Chapter 64 years ago in Humor More Like This
Several ponies stood outside of the Ponyville Library angered by it being closed for two days straight. Fluttershy, Rarity, and Applejack were all trying their hardest to come up with a good story
"Why on Earth would Twilight Sparkle close this library for two days just to throw a party?!" asked one male pony.
"Yeah, I have several books that were due yesterday and now I've been charged extra for having to keep them longer!" said a female pony.
"Look everypony, we understand ya'll ain't too happy 'bout this " Applejack explained, " but Twilight has a very good reason for closin' the library, alright?"
"Then tell us this reason!"
"She's uh she's uh "
"She's sick." Fluttershy finished.
"Oh my, yes, very sick!" said Rarity, "So sick she couldn't even come out! She was afraid her illness would spread!"
"Yeah, we're guessin she ate too much junk food after that party " Applejack said.
we should celebratei.we should celebrate3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i tried to think of pain as a flower,
first it blossoms
it wilts away.
but i won't let myself disappear
along with it,
give you that.
(it's not the agony that makes
me scream, it's the flavor).
and you whispered softly
"i'll rip your heart out and replace it
with a song,
it's christmas soon, and
we should celebrate".
you've always used my scars
as a calendar,
as a way to remind yourself
"today is tuesday
and i still exist".
(it's morning now because
i can see
through my eyelids
a bright summer day,
the flowers are