WakeWakeWake5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to gather friends, family, and spouses
around that humble opposite of the Christmas tree,
the embalmed corpse.
It's brilliant to be there
in the first place, to acknowledge
the importance of passing -
and better still to call the thing a wake,
as though there is hope in the hollow home
and shining windows,
in the trees and the wind and the roaring night,
that something may happen
to undo slow deaths
and restore old sight.
SymptomsSymptoms4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Make my ribs protest
Like coins against the iron
Of ketons in my breath-
Heart's steps resound
Lungs fail to aid me
Of never waking up.
Heart-BeatNight floods my eyes, I see nothing at allHeart-Beat4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And further away than I could ever dream
There is just a heart-beat to whisper my call.
I draw all your focus by playing my role
Of prey in the dark, unaware of your scheme
Night floods my eyes, I see nothing at all.
But light is a pulse demanding its toll,
Collected and kept as a maddening gleam;
There is a just heart-beat to whisper my call.
And though eyes are alert I am still as a doll
When like a tide, rising nearer you seem
Night floods my eyes, I see nothing at all.
Unescapably locked, I am bound to fall
Into the void of your gaze oh so grim
There is just a heart-beat to whisper my call.
You tighten your hold and deadly is this ball
My pleas go forgotten, a meaningless stream
Night floods my eyes, I see nothing at all
There is one last heart-beat to whisper my call.
Afraid To DieI remember your voice,Afraid To Die4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How it echoed in my mind.
My name, a caressing whisper
An eternal, immortal bind.
I remember your touch,
How it lingered on my skin.
Sent a shiver down my spine,
An unforgiven sin.
I remember your eyes,
How they were full of emotion.
Passion, desire, love..
Promising me your devotion.
And as your corpse lay in my arms,
I fear the memories will slip away.
I wish my tears would awaken you,
But instead, slowly, you only decay.
I cling to the lifeless body,
Because I'm unwilling to let go.
I don't care about the blood soaking me.
I don't care that now, my emotions show.
I know that your spirit will linger,
You'll always be in my heart.
And even though the body is empty
I dread the moment we must part.
Because if you're in the casket,
And I'm standing at your grave,
I can no longer touch your skin.
Without the feel, how am I to be brave?
But I know that I must go on.
And I must finally say good bye.
I will look forward to being with you again.
No longer am I afraid to
.the oaks crouch to greet.3 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
me, i sit with the ferns and
the forest listens
Skyrim - One Hour FinaleSkyrim - One Hour Finale1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
'The Finale' by Dawnweaver13
Good evening, ladies and lords, marquis and marchioness, baron and baroness, count and countess, their vassals, honored guests and members of the house, and of course the never still servants for without them our occasion in this special evening would not exist. We must express our gratitude for this once in a lifetime chance to deliver our stories and songs in front of venerable hosts. Now we remember telling most of you in your private holds the story of Dragon born and her trials against Alduin, how she fell from Akatosh' claim into Molag Bal's realm. Milord personally requested that we ought to continue such story…
To you, milord and lady, t'is story would be nothing but a tale to invigorate thine imagination. Yet to us, this tale is our reality. Therefore we must ask before we proceed, wo
Witches bottle CharmI have decided to make a folder in my gallery for my spells! Here is my first added one!Witches bottle Charm2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I just got done making my first witches bottle charm!!
And I have to tell you! As I was doing the charm it was as if my sickness was being eased by my spell already!
Oh my elementals it was amazing!
I haven't even charged it under the new moon yet and it's working!
Here's what I used! I used 3 or 9 pinches of each because those are my magic numbers!
First I used wax chips from my ritual candles! I used the wax from my earth air fire water and spirit candles! The reason I used these is because they are already charged with magic from my energy and spell work! Next I used a new ritual bath salt mixture I made yesterday! Then I used lavender flowers and jasmine flowers! Next I put in sage, basil, bay leaf, nutmeg, and thyme! Then I used crushed up incense! Next I used three clipped ends of peacock feathers, one blue one red one white! Then three drops of blessed water that i asked to p
The ThunderStricken hearts it mostly leavesThe Thunder4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Muffled cries are not so rare
Many think for earth it craves
But we know it starts from there.
Through the fog now running wild
Our legs will never tire
But when all heavens seem so mild
Our hope will lit a fire.
Left behind all human costumes,
Ever thought they really matter?
Lived this night to Elven customs
Even though they never flatter.
Singing tales of older ages,
Each word sent down in a droplet
So was rain then called by mages
Of this story the last booklet.
And abruptly it was torn
Like it held no longer meaning
By the symphony of the horn
Shaking all with godly timing.
And ignite it did, the flame
'Cause its shadow's in our eyes
And it screams aloud our name,
Zeus' tool that never dies.
While as darkness all embraces
endlessly we hide and seek
For the bolt's well known grimaces
We will share and ever peek.
As a gong the sound rebounds
on the walls of flesh and bone
And we, swept across the grounds
Feel the thunder's touch alone.
Skyrim-Awkward AffectionsWhiterun night was as peaceful as it could possibly afford after last dragon attack on western watch tower. Countless stars hung upon Night Lady's skirt as it jewels and the twin moon as her corsage. Pale azure aurora served as her veil. If one could personify the night, then she would be a fine lady bearing dress no mortals could even fathom weaving. With equally onyxian long hair with star encrusted tiara and aurora veil draped over her abyss black eyes.Skyrim-Awkward Affections2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Vilkas stopped looking up the dark sky as his neck started to hurt, bad. Misty white breath formed in front of his haggard visage as he breathed, embracing the cold night air. He recognized the smell in the air, how the smaller animals behaved in late weeks, and how much less he encountered stray bears entering Whiterun farms. Winter was coming. In such realization, his ever thinking brain devised plans for upcoming winter, patrols on Whiterun perimeter, and hunt parties rosters. Rosters. He mused as he entered Jorrvaskr l
.i've been breaking out of.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
hell, but the devil don't
he slips a return ticket
into my pocket and says,
you're gonna wanna
use this, kid
a phenomenonYou are a trajectory from which I have fallen, Moon-bounda phenomenon3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Earth-boy. With height and speed your molecules shifted;
I dropped away by degrees – further, then further.
There must be all the sky between us now,
but I taste your dust with my fingertips,
LeavingIt all came crashing down one night.Leaving4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I realized my heart and soul were time bombs
That would explode when you're taken away.
You've kept me laughing and loving.
You've kept me alive at times.
But most of all, you've kept me together
When I was breaking apart.
You know so much about me,
And make up such a part of me,
That I won't be me without you.
Right now is when I feel I have the best,
The closest connections, the most understanding,
The best friends possible.
A light is turned on in me by you.
You make me realize who I am,
But also who I'm not.
You make up my world,
And now it's crashing down,
Because you're leaving.
excuses for why I'm shakingwe live in a world of apologies.excuses for why I'm shaking5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I made a mistake a year back,
choosing my addiction to oxygen
over less demanding things.
I’m sick of trembling for problems
that aren’t mine and I’m sick of trying
to romanticize black holes and
the indiscriminate nature of lithium and
I’m sick of waking up every morning
feeling sick. and truly, I’m sorry
but I’m not ready to accept my role
in the making of myself. I’m not ready
to lament for those with a smaller
pain tolerance, and for my dislike
of anything that requires commitment.
I’m sorry I miss you and I’m sorry
I won’t admit that out loud.
how scary is it to be something
so unalterably heavy, to be diagnosed
as your own worst enemy, but god,
you’re so fucking beautiful,
and not in the stereotypical boy
meets girl meets fairytale way, but
the kind that makes my heart
bleed a million miles quicker.
I just wanted to cry on all
your scars and wash them clean.
when things are bad for
USUK- Just Maybe- Chapter 3USUK- Just Maybe- Chapter 31 year ago in Settings More Like This
I sat at my table, eating the scones I made. God, Alfred was ten minutes late! I told to be early, if not on time! Ten minutes late? He must've had a agirl over last night. I scoffed, flipping through the pages of my history book when the door bell rang.
"DUDE! ARTIE I'M HERE!" I heard the obnoxious American cry outside. I snarled at the nickname. I hate that nickname...no no no...I despise it. Walking over to the door, I opened it and saw America standing there.
"It's about time you got here. You're late you know." I said impaitentally. Alfred waved a hand at me lazily.
"Yeah yeah, point is I'm here." And he stepped into my home. I huffed at his cocky attitude, crossing his arms. "So, we gonna study or what?" Alfred asked, glancing at me. I starred at him for a moment, still abit angry that he was late.
Starring at Arthur, I realized he looked like a complete and utter uke. Smiling a bit, I sighed, knowing he was upset.
"Sorry about being late
AbusiveGrip my neck tight and don’t let it go.Abusive1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Forgetting to let me breathe.
So I can taste blood, as I bite my lip.
Today is the day I please him.
With my innocent body.
“Admit you like it”
Rip my heart out, and drink the remains.
Then chain me to the bed, a neck with scars.
“Oh my oh my, you've been such a naughty girl”
Pitied by the daytime, it’s when vampires like you sleep.
“Oh my oh my, you've been such a naughty girl”
I just want to rip out your wicked heart.
Please forgive these tears running down my cheeks,
I swear I’ll devoid myself of all emotion.
Ah, I will moan when you command.
Listening to every will.
“I love you”
It hurts so much, the whips and chains.
I hate being tied down like this.
“I love you too.”
USUK- Just Maybe- Chapter 2USUK- Just Maybe- Chapter 22 years ago in Settings More Like This
I sat up in bed that weekend and yawned. Today was suppose to be my first tutoring session with Arthur. My step-brother, Matthew knocked on the door.
"Alfred?" He said, barely above a whisper. I groaned, climbing out of bed and opening my door.
"Sup bro?" I asked.
"Time for breakfast." He whispered with a small smile. "I made pancakes."
"Sweet!" I cheered, bolting down the stairs. Matt followed me down, his polar bear clutched in his hands like always. I sat at the table, anxiously waiting for Mattie's awesome pancakes. When he finally put three delishious buttermilk pancakes onto my plate, drenched in maple syrup, I grinned.
"Enjoy~" He said with a smile. I immediatly began to scarf down the food. Matthew chuckled, sitting across from me. We ate in silence for a minute, until Matthew finally asked. "So, excited for you tutoring session with Arthur Kirkland?" The sudden question made me almost choke on my breakfast.
"How did you know?" He asked.
"Oh come on A
Sagittarius is Crystal GazingWhen they were children she dipped hisSagittarius is Crystal Gazing1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
feet in mud, coated his fingers with clay
and threw white flour into the inside
of his eyes. She thought he looked
pretty but he just wanted to cry.
One day she sprouted shiny feathers on her back and
instantly the whole world's attention shifted to her;
so probably it didn't even hurt when he snapped their
umbilical bond, mesmerized that she was by
her own reflection in the mirror.
Then he wandered. A boy vagabond
roaming across subconscious empires,
playing hide-and-seek with shadows
around the gorgeous gardens of sorrow,
eating from Horus' fig trees,
trekking roads leading to the sun.
Recently she shares her bed with
fate's implausibility, unable to sleep trying
to comprehend love at face value, haunted
by doppelganger visions.
In the meantime he's gotten stronger
to the point of growing eyes in the palms
of his hands, his waist-high madness
a smile away from enlightenment.
USUK - Just Maybe- Chapter 1 (No more Oneshot)USUK - Just Maybe- Chapter 1 (No more Oneshot)2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Arthur Kirkland sat in class, his bushy eyebrows covered by his sunshine blond hair, and his grass green eyes lazily starred at the marker board in his History Class. It's only been five minutes that passed since class started, but Arthur feels that it should have been twenty.
"And now.." Mrs. Pangea, Arthur's plump history teacher said before she was loudly interuppted.
"YO YO YO!" An obnoxious voice boomed in through the class. A boy with dusty blonde hair, a cowslick, and ocean blue eyes blocked by clear square glasses walked in, holding a hamburger in one hand, and a 2 liter bottle of Coca-Cola in the other. Arthur looked up at the boy as soon as he heard all the girls squeal and swoon.
It was Alfred Jones, the star football player, and major hottie of Hetalia High. I rolled my eyes at the 'chick magnet' that stood before me and my 8th period class. Well, not really a chick magnet, that's just how he would describe himself around his friends.
"Mr. Jones." Mrs. Pange
Within the ShadowsSo evident, that it becomesWithin the Shadows4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So huge, that it becomes
So omnipresent, that it becomes
It is right there
And yet can you see it?
Maybe you dont,
But how can you ignore
The constant growling
The pressing knowledge
This day so noble
Drowned in such sunlight
Is mocking us all
So cunningly perfectly
Into finding no evil
For there is so much good.
Yet there can you feel it?
Where shades are more dense,
Dont you get to see it?
So dark, that it absorbs all warmness.
So clever, that it nests near the light.
So obvious, that it has been forgotten.
No need to go further,
For you always have it
Right behind your back.
In broad daylight,
Hide the worst of creatures.
CMB2 Chapter 1CMB2 Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I'll be the first to admit it. It wasn't the best day I had seen in awhile. I walked swiftly back to my desk. The unsub wasn't too pleased about getting shot in the arm by Morgan I thought to myself as I collected my stuff. I knew one thing about me. I couldn't live without the BAU. But I knew deep inside, so deep I would never be able to form the words in my mouth, that I was scared and sick of my job. I shook my head to get the thought out of my mind. But once it's in, it'll never get out.
"Hey Pretty boy!" I heard a deep voice ringing through my thoughts. I looked up. Morgan.
"Coming?" He asked, walking toward me and taking my shoulder bag from my desk. I slowly took it out of his hands.
"No, I have to straighten up my desk, and look through these case files. JJ wants me to." I gave a quick smile at him and went back to organizing my stuff and putting it in my bag.
"We still on for tomorrow?"