ODE TO BREADMy dearest breadODE TO BREAD2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Thou art my life
Without thee a tear I shed
And I surely live in strife
Thou art the wind beneath mine wings
Thou art the reason the caged bird sings
Soft edges and brown crust
For thee is truly whom I lust
And wouldst the holy firmament crack
If it was thee I did lack?
It is thee that keeps me whole
It is thee that I lay in my boot!
Bread! Thou art sweetest in a roll!
My love for thee, finest bread
Will stay with me until I am dead
Without a Voice Abalene flew. Her heart pounded, burning like a fire in her tiny chest while her little sparrow wings beat the air as quickly as she could move them. Her eyes strained in the night. Trees and brush held out their branches in a vain attempt to slow the feathered missile, but a messenger especially a messenger with a job to do- cannot be stopped.Without a Voice2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was not challenged when she crossed into the territory of the usually hostile owls. The reason for that was almost comically simple: the messenger's banner she wore tied to her leg, the banner that waved in the breeze and flashed in the moonlight, was silver. Silver was the well-recognized color of the Owl Kingdom. She would not be harmed while wearing it.
She hated flying at night, but she couldn't deny a job; she was too stubborn for that.
Her target, for once, was not a bird in the official kingdom, but around the edge of it. A rogue info
Incarnated NothingPuppeteer cut off the stringsIncarnated Nothing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Master has untied the leash
Guard forgot to lock the cell
And the executioner said:
'You are free to go'
There's nothing above
Below just fog
It's growing thinner
My feet are sinking deeper
When I fall through
Will someone catch me?
I guess not
Who would touch a beehive?
Or a ball of rotten seaweed?
Or an incarnated Nothing?
My friends cut off the strings
My family untied the leash
My shrink forgot to lock the cell
And my lover said:
'You are free to go'
She was realHe loved mechanical things and an artificial moon,She was real2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Wrought iron willow trees and roses made of glass,
Blossom trees with bark of cardboard and petals of rice paper,
He loved stars made of fairy lights and raindrops of feathers.
Planets of plaster and electric suns,
Cotton clouds and painted skies.
He loved robotic insects and computerized birdsong,
Plastic fish and motorized waves,
Handcrafted snowflakes and wood carved mountains.
And he loved a girl.
i willi.i will2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
today you went away and left me behind
like an old toy you have no use for any more.
and i have decided that i will sit in your attic
and grow dust until you grow old and come
back for me. i will be sitting here, next to the
ring that meant forever but lied and the pillow
that saw everything through the dark. i will wait
for you to come back and realize that i loved you
and you loved me, and we will have a happily-ever-after.
cinderella. sometimes i wonder if she knows what
she means to oh so many little girls that dance
around in blue dresses and wave plastic wands
in hopes of a price charming. i don't think she knows
just quite what she is, but we do. not us, really. the
children that have grown old in our hearts remember
that the princess taught us how to smile and dance
and play. and when you forget how to breathe, look
for her in the darkness. because she will be your light.
there are weekends when i drive down to schools that
used to be places of gossip and entertainm
KenningI am found in the bite of the winter.Kenning2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the blizzard and the frost.
I claw at the door
And gnaw on the bones.
I am found in the face of the sun.
In the rain and the breeze.
I nurture my bride
With warmth and water.
I am found in the night;
A refuge from labour,
In the gentle embrace
Where lovers join.
I am found in all these.
In the laughter of a stream
and the wildness of the moors.
This Is Short PoetryFor short attention spans.This Is Short Poetry2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He, The Puppet"A string through your body...from your feet up to your head...holding you up...keeping your head held high..."He, The Puppet2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her words echoed in his mind. His arms held out away from him and his head up, he looked similar to the crucified image of christ. His hair was shaggy and tangled, and tears were dried on his face. He tilted his head back slightly and looked upward. "If only I had known..." he whispered. "If only I had been smarter...not blinded by love..."
"Silence!" The word rang throughout the large room. He winced and his eyes began to tear up once again. "Yes, mistress..." he whimpered. Shivers ran through his body as her laughter flowed from above.
His left arm jerked upward and he winced the familiar tugging pain in his palm. He glanced at his hand and saw the nearly invisible string going upwards. The connecting wound had begun to bleed again. His
I Love YouWhen I was young and alone, I would tell tales of those who had loved and lost. I would ramble on about love, and passion, and the delicate workings of the human soul. When I was young and alone, I could tell you about the intricate lacings of the human heart as lyrically as any poet. I would weave stories of star crossed lovers from strings of forgotten truths. When I was young and alone, I would dream of the warm touch of a lover whose eyes saw only me. I would lie in bed for hours, squeezing my eyes tight so that the fantasies I had painted would never slip away. When I was young and alone, I was so very much alone in my infinite wisdom and my passionate rhyme. But now, as I lie in your arms, I have no deep insights to impart on this world. I have no words of wisdom to set sail upon the wind. Now, as I lie here in your arms, I no longer need to dream. For nothing I had ever conjured was ever as sweet as the brush of your cheek against mine, or the smell of your body as you pull me iI Love You4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Naruto Crossover Ch.4-Mission #1: Find Naruto Uzumaki!-Naruto Crossover Ch.42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I don't see him anywhere! Ugh, this is humiliating." Emily complained.
"Maybe he's on a mission or something, and besides, we don't even know what episode we're in." Kendall contemplated.
"Then we could only go to Kakashi and meet him at the Ichiraku Ramen Shop." I said, while shuffling my feet in the dirt. They both agreed with a nod.
I never thought finding Naruto would be this hard. Maybe we weren't looking around at the right places. Maybe we wasn't thinking like him. Or maybe he's just everywhere at once that our eyes couldn't catch a glimpse of his spiky yellow hair.....or maybe we're just having bad luck.
After rummaging around in my thoughts, we have arrived at the ramen shop. I took the first seat to the far left side, nearest to the wall. That way I could lean against something if I don't have the strength to sit up straight. Kendall took her seat next to mine, and Emily followed after her. The little restaurant was adorable. With it's high
The X-blade Wielder Chapter 40The X-blade Wielder Chapter 402 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Over the course of the next week, Heavyn learned how to use her mind to its utmost potential while also learning some valuable tips on swordplay and even some of this world's magic (which had some rather interesting results like the time when she accidentally turned herself into a blonde. She still had no idea on how she did that and luckily Arya knew how to fix it). Eragon, Arya, and some of the other elves took turns teaching her what she needed to learn whenever one of them could be spared from their duties. Sora, Riku, and Kairi also learned from the elves on how to block their minds from potential invaders thanks to Heavyn's suggestion.
"After all," she had commented, "it can't hurt!"
As the four of them met (and in some cases fought alongside) some notable names from the series, however, Heavyn noticed an oddity. She had expected young Elva to come and see the new arrivals for herself, yet surprisingly the chil
It's All YouI wake up with you on my mind;It's All You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fall asleep with you in my dreams;
Thinking about you every second in between.
Little GirlA little girl sits there crying.Little Girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She is all alone
I asked her why she is crying-
But she did not answer me.
She just sat there crying
Her eyes blood- shot, wet with tears
that were rolling down her face
I offered her some tissues.
But still she sat there crying
I didn't know what to do
So I left her alone.
Directive Zero: Chapter 8Directive Zero:Directive Zero: Chapter 82 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
With a brilliant mind regarding technology, Doctor Sigmund Smyth always assumed that world domination would be easy. And yet from day one he had encountered nothing but obstacles.
First, there had been the accident that had corrupted his body, requiring his transformation into SigmaX. Then there was the Professor e-mailing Project X away before he could get his hands on it. The emergence of X-cene and his cohorts didn't exactly make things any easier, requiring Smyth to put together a team of his own.
Now Smyth faced his biggest obstacle yet: a world without internet usage. While scanning cyberspace, he detected what appeared to be another particle of Project X. He thought he had already scavenged all of the lost particles when he created the Oligarch, yet now he had come across a fragment with the potential to be more powerful than all of the others combined. But just as he was about to claim it, the entire internet suddenly went dead, blocked off
The X-blade Wielder Chapter 39The X-blade Wielder Chapter 392 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Heavyn! Heavyn, over here!"
She turned to see a little raven-haired eight-year old girl running towards her. This girl was familiar, dear to her heart, and Heavyn never expected to see her again.
"A-Angela?!? Wha How?" she stammered as Angela promptly glomped her.
"It's not just me!" exclaimed the little girl, her sapphire eyes gleaming. "Momma, Daddy, and Mike are here too!" Angela turned in Heavyn's arms and pointed. "See?"
Heavyn looked up to see the rest of her family smiling at her. Her mother, whom she inherited her black hair and short stature from. Her father, whose quirky genetic background gave her the trademark violet eyes. Her brother, who was the only one of her siblings that inherited their father's brown hair and their mother's green eyes.
She gently let go of her little sister, then took an uncertain step towards the three other people who laid just as big of a c
General Euclid BioGeneral Euclid Bio2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Full name: Euclid I do not have a last name, nor do I require one.
Pronunciation: You Clid. A funny name, I know, but I adore it.
Nickname(s) or Alias: I have been called many things. Halfie, Tea man, Angel and the Limbo man are a few.
Gender: I am a male.
Species: I am half of an angel and half of a demon. I was created by God and Satan respectfully.
Age: Too old to count. I am as old as time.
Birthday: I can't remember. I never celebrate it. And being an immortal, there is no point too.
Sexuality: I have no need for sex. I think both genders are fine. They do have their uses for pleasure eh right?
Nationality: My skin is white and I have been told I have a slight British accent. I used to spend my time there in my development.
Religion: Well of course I believe in God. I was created by him. Satan and God are my parents so to speak.
City or town of birth: Limbo.
Currently lives: At my desk in Limbo.
Languages spoken: In m
I'm Still Alive Why?I'm Still Alive2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I don't understand.
Can't you hear me?
Why don't you see me?
Bruise MeI pierce your skinBruise Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I bruise it
I feed you
Only I can do it
As weak as flesh
As weak as love
As strong as fear
As strong as pain
I'll do it all
Whatever you need
If you will just
Stand up again
Directive Zero: Chapter 2Directive ZeroDirective Zero: Chapter 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
With all access to cyberspace cut off, Alex had no other option but to take the hover bus in order to make the lengthy trip and reach his destination. He'd thought about inviting VorrteX and the Khat along, but decided that it was probably best that they stay behind in case the Oligarch attempted to take advantage of the situation to cause some trouble. (Besides, there was still some debate regarding his claim of leadership.)
In any case, Alex was no slouch. He could take care of himself if there was trouble. And B.E.T.A. was with him, hiding inside his laptop.
Alex played the video file again, listening privately on his headphones.
"The activation of Directive Zero indicates the presence of a malignant program so dangerous as to be a threat to the entire net. As such, all computers worldwide have been locked out so as to prevent the spread of contamination. This doesn't solve your long term problem, but it will buy you some time until you can make co
Directive Zero: Chapter 1Directive ZeroDirective Zero: Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There had never been anything like it in the history of man: the day the internet died.
It was true that, even in the year 2020, there were still issues with computer viruses and SPAM clusters. But the idea that all of cyberspace could suddenly become inaccessible to everyone around the world was simply unheard of.
And yet that was the current situation. Every computer around the world at exactly the same time locked their users out from the net. No e-mails could be sent, no web pages viewed. Authorities were urging people to remain calm as the problem was investigated, but it seemed like only a matter of time before society crumbled. So much of modern communication, commerce, and entertainment was intertwined with that amazing creation known as the internet; in many ways, humanity's greatest strength was also it's weakness.
And as fifteen year old Alexander Scenester tried in vain to get online, he was beginning to realise how much of a weakness it coul
Christmas StarsChristmas StarsChristmas Stars2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
For as long as she could remember, Electronix had always been in awe of the stars. Even when she became old enough to learn the science behind them, it did little to dull the romance. If anything, she appreciated them even more--great luminous spheres of plasma that burn for billions of years. And even after there gone, their light can still be observed for ages afterward.
By comparison, the lives of Ele and her sister Musix seemed too finite to even be worth mentioning.
Not that she felt as though their lives were a waste. In the past two years, Ele and Mus had lived more than most people do in a decade. From their encounter with the Legion of Discord, to those "desktop adventures" that seemed to end almost as quickly as they started, the last two years had been memorable indeed.
It could also be the last.
At age eighteen, Ele knew she was reaching the limits of her allotted lifespan. Mus might have another year or two left. But looking up at the starry sky on t
'Tempest''Tempest'2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
While you are letting your guard down
I will be letting myself go
While you keep running your ship aground
I will be setting myself alight
A burning piece of what used to be a polished white deck, snapped and came down violently on the floating plank I had managed to crawl on. It bashed my head against the hard wood. I felt blood rush down my temple, hot and sickly. I was dizzy and all of a sudden my vision was impaired. My thoughts we're not coherent but I knew I had to fight against the weakness settling in my veins. But for what reason? The flames were inescapable. Enclosing me in a circle of heat and panic, the water was freezing and chunks of what remained of the ship were floating around me, lit with fire that the rain could not douse no matter how hard it fell from the stormy heavens. My pulse was thudding in my ears, teeth slamming together in the cold water but I was sweating from the torched wreckage that floated around me, like burning ghosts. My limbs were scream