Oblivion Snow....Oblivion Snow....1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today is the usual morning, coffee, table, cheese and sandwiches. Nothing new all as always. Although if I think amazing always near.
Everything started in one of today. My coffee was grim, my sandwich fell down, my favorite eternally hungry cat ate my meat salad. Morning was possible on glory. At clock is 7.15 AM and that means that Mr. Fitsenberg waiting for me with the threat of of lowering wages at the work. Do you think it's fiction, no just the reality of my day. In haste, I packed up and ran out of the house. The key, as always, stuck and a couple of minutes spent on his return to the bosom of nature. Closing the lock, I went straight to the garage. On the street was wet snow. I was a little uncomfortable in my clothes. Hit me something sticky and wet in the head. After a couple of ridiculous movements, I decided that with my ground circle of view is much higher than in the fall and
SeptemberSeptemberSeptember1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The rays of brightest autumn sun
A blessing sent down from the sky
On two of hearts beating like one
The shiny flames meant to be spun
And twirled into rings - they will tie
My love, your dearest soul to mine
Beyond the rest of our days
They'll seal our bond in grace divine
And in a glance they shall outline
Our future shrouded in a haze
Where you'll go I will follow you
Through joy and pain that's ours to bear
Each day I'll fall for you anew
I swear that I'll always stay true
To your love that's beyond compare
You are what I was looking for
And found you dormant in my heart
There you will stay forevermore
While I will protect and adore
You as my noblest, purest part
My darling, I do hope and pray
For that you'll never leave my side
Then vows of this September day
May guide us, light up our way
God help us by them to abide
Memory of Silent BalladsScattered go the cushionsMemory of Silent Ballads2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
flung far and wide
ghosts of fragrance
from vapours past
permeated the air
where dust motes dance
to the memory of silent ballads
sigh - o - sigh
the motion of feelings
swept and strong
bring her to the room once more
where tear tracks run
through trails of blue mascara
blurring the innocence of vision
imagination gone to realms unknown
manicured nails ripped free
little casings flying free
chair seat grabbed and turned
tossed away end over end
and there it was amongst the fluff and dust
something to make the heart pound
Soneto a la dulce ignoranciaHe aquí del silencio los gritos mudos.Soneto a la dulce ignorancia4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Almas desgarradas de ojos llorosos;
memorias de recuerdos dolorosos;
agonía inaudible de un ser puro.
He aquí de la inocencia los verdugos.
De la batalla suenan fragorosos
cien mil disparos (siempre impiadosos)
de armas empuñadas por hombres rudos.
Solos, entre paredes y a su amparo,
donde suenan más tenues los disparos,
otros danzan sobre alfombras de armiño.
A la noche, brindan con vino caro,
duermen en cama blanda sin reparos,
mientras afuera, se mueren los niños.
As the Moon Leans ForwardOh, little flowerAs the Moon Leans Forward2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
why do you sit awake
when all the other little flowers sleep?
are you hoping for an embrace
from the light on high
or for something more...
a sprinkle of moon dust
as the moon leans forward
to kiss you with her lips
Ispirare LimerickIspirareIspirare Limerick4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sinnocently of Chicago
This groups mighty creator
From the windy city
No group is greater
Relinquishing the rights
She has to digress
After work at nights
She has to de-stress
Wants to cut her hair
And someday be a mother
Waiting for a proposal
From her significant other
PomPrint's in Scotland
Mending his plaid kilts
They're all torn and tattered
From wearing his stilts
Don't know what's under there
But when nature calls
You better be careful
Of your dangling belt
Sometimes he's ired
He likes little dogs
But they get so darned tired
From retrieving his logs
Walk past his window
Look through his door
and you will probably catch him
Playing Wild Boar
Dallas is the home
Of our boy ShippD
Not quite a gnome
But still pretty shifty
He knows what he wants
He knows what he likes
Instead of dating the girls
He's home playing with trikes
On his computer - 3D
He' trying to render
A new gas tank
Or a new front fender
PseudoSiren the artist
The female unknown
Who follows the
Blue 4 Chapter 3Kelly watched as the phantom hovered over the flat area and the Covenant troops all boarded. "Where are they going?" She didn't understand why it was that the Covenant would leave the area. She did know that Sapphire was monitoring their chatter.Blue 4 Chapter 32 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"I've been studying their COMs and they seem to be organizing. They are often making references to something called the 'Didact', but I don't have any context for this term. They seem to claim that their orders are coming from whatever the 'Didact' is." Kelly didn't need to see the AI's avatar to know it was annoyed. Sapphire never liked missing information.
"Spartans, we've got the coordinates for the gravity well. We made contact with Infinity and are going to need a landing zone to evac our wounded and casualties. I'm sending you some assistance to help find us a place big enough." Kelly couldn't help but think there was a bit of excitement to Lasky's voice. She frowned, not understanding why he would be happy about something like th
11 Awesome Websites for Writers11 Awesome Websites for Writers7 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Other writers I follow are constantly posting articles from this site, and for good reason! You don't have to be a teen to take advantage of their extensive writers-education articles on topics like character background, getting published, how to get good inspiration, developing ideas, writing prompts, and much more! They’ve also got a great Pinterest account and a Facebook group with a fun and helpful community.
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Cooties"You can't marry a puppet!"Cooties3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Yes, I can."
"No, you can't." He tossed the shovel aside and looked at her. "You have to marry a person. And it has to be a boy and he has to be older than you. Those are the rules."
"No, they're not!"
"Yes, they are! I should know!" He tossed his sand covered hands in the air, exasperated. She always thought she was right. She was so annoying.
She just shrugged and pushed the front of his truck further down into the sand. "Yeah, well, those rules are stupid."
"No, they are not!"
"Are so. I'm going to marry Cocopop. End of." She looked him straight in the eye then. That was her new phrase. End of. She liked the sound of it so she said it extra carefully each time.
He just sighed and shook his head. That was so like her. She always had to argue and be different. It was perfectly simple to him. He sat back on his knees and put his hands on his hips. "Look," he said, "you can't marry Cocopop you're not allowed to do that it has to be a
Roots ch. 16Roots ch. 163 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Anayis ran, gasping for air. Her head flooded with images Bajram, her teacher, showing her how to sneak up perfectly behind her target. Always reminding her to move slowly and take her time. Him standing beside Yusuf, trying his darndest to keep his prideful smile hidden as they watched his students perform what they had learned. She saw him lighting an oil lantern for himself and Rafat as they stayed up late, plotting how to foil the Byzantines and take back their prized den. Bajram was no strategist not on Rafat's level, anyway. But he was more than willing to help, nevertheless. Even if he stayed up for several nights in a row to do so.
Anayis choked back a sob. She hated herself for what she had already made up her mind to do. But if she did not, the Byzantines would hunt down Yusuf, Bajram, Seref, all of her friends and slaughter them relentlessly. Those hypothetical images overtook the very real ones of Bajram, and were all the more ho
StoriesThe three Spartans sat in silence. There was an odd feeling in the air between them. The Spartan II fidgeted for a moment. "So, what were you and the Commander fighting about?" Jorge was trying to be casual with the question, but from how Kat had shouted at Carter to leave her alone it wasn't really a casual question.Stories3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Kat glared at him, still a bit mad from her argument with Carter. "Just a question he's been asking me since we first became teammates."
Emile chuckled. "I can think of several things I'd ask you to do the first time I saw you." He leaned a bit on the table. "Though considering it's the Commander, I'm guessing you he keeps asking you to marry him."
Kat glared at him. "You seriously need to shut up." She was obviously not in the mood for Emile's teasing. "He's asking the same thing that most of you damn Alpha Company Spartans seem to ask me."
"Oh, So you mean he was asking you about your old teammates again?" Emile relaxed a bit. "When will he learn to let that subject go
SuicideSuicide9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Bottle of poison.
Sitting at feet.
Eyes now weak.
The Envious MoonThe moon's envious glow,The Envious Moon3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is nothing more, than the suns bright rays
shinning back from a gray face.
The loneliest person in the world,
she can only reflect what others disperse
and never show her own light.
Sometimes though, she gets her desires
to change the light she reflects
and becomes orange or red.
It never lasts though.
She finds solace in her reflection
to know that she is actually there,
and to feed what little pride she has.
And the moon sits alone
never to have company.
Only her mournful shriek her only sound.
She can never be the one
who provides light and comfort.
The most she can do
is give off a little reflected light,
that isn't even her own.
Everyone loves the sun,
that warm, life birthing parent.
And everyone ignores,
the pale envious moon.
Who wants nothing more
than to be loved.
Story Structure: Plot PointsStory Structure: Plot Points9 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
A story without structure is like a body without bones: it’s messy and won’t get very far. Structure gives both you and your readers a clear sense of direction and purpose. If you check around for story structure outlines, many of them will based on Blake Snyder’s Beat Sheet. It is a basic plot structure, typically used in screenwriting. However, it can really apply to any media form because it follows a basic three act structure. This one is somewhat based on Snyder’s outline as well. Note that all of the elements of this outline are not completely set in stone, but this is a good structure for sequence of events. Sometimes it's hard to analyze exactly where every point of a story falls into the beat sheet, but you'll get the idea. The three most basic ingredients you need before you can fill out the details of this structure are: a protagonist, a goal
Blue 4 Chapter 6The Spartans moved through the maintenance passage, stepping around the dead Covenant. "So what do you want me to explain first?" Kelly asked eyeing a grunt that looked like it was sitting up. It was dead but it was better to be safe than just assume everything had been killed. Grunts were known for being cowards and she wouldn't count out them playing possum.Blue 4 Chapter 62 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Linda said something about retirement and forcing your way back in. I'd like to know more about that." It didn't surprise Kelly that he had focused on that and it was still at the front of his thought.
"Not particularly good times to remember," Fred spoke up. "After the war ended the truth about the Spartan program came out. Six-year-old kids taken from their homes, made into soldiers, and augmented. It didn't do well with the public and ONI was getting a lot of trouble for it. The people were questioning what secrets there might be about the Spartan IVs."
"In the end the UNSC decided that the best option was for them to pretend
CortanaJohn moved over to the holotank and hit the controls. "Cortana." His voice was thick with agitation. He stood and waited for the AI to reply.Cortana3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The holotank came to life and the familiar purple avatar appeared. "What can I do for you, Chief? You seem like someone put a badger in your pants."
"This is not happening, Cortana. Reschedule the testing that I'm supposed to do next week." John crossed his arms and waited for the AI to reply.
"I can't reschedule it. The testing is happening that day. I don't see what could be so important that you couldn't move it to another day so you can complete your duty." Cortana's avatar frowned at him.
"Then I will not be there for the testing. I will be entering into matrimony with the woman I love." John was finding it harder and harder not to think that Kelly was right. "You have to stop doing this, Cortana."
"I'm not doing anything. I don't schedule the testing or your meetings." Cortana's avatar crossed its arms. "I don't see what the big deal is."
ODSS Chapter 1ODSS Chapter 16 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
12 pods slammed into the ground randomly through out the field. The hatches released and 11 marines in regulation ODST armor jumped out. A single soldier in a full set of Mark V armor leapt onto the hard broken street. The soldiers immediately opened fire on the covenant that were near by. The grunts that hasn't been killed by the initial impact were cut down by the hail of bullets. The area fell into silence as the gunfire stopped. The soldiers shouldered their assault rifles and grabbed a second SMG before gathering in the lobby of a near by hotel. The once elegant interior of the building was ruined. Burnt and destroyed armchairs were scattered about and the hotel check in desk was covered with plasma burns. The soldier in Mark IV armor moved across the street stopping at the corner. The soldier checked around the corner and then motioned the others forward. The marines moved up the side of the building. The Mark IV armored soldier took point as they rounded the
Blue 4 Chapter 5The rear of the pelican opened as it neared the ground. The Spartans all stood at the ready, weapons in hand. As soon as it was low enough they moved forward as one unit. No orders, no words, just gunfire as they cleared out a group of grunts and jackals that were attacking the Spartan IVs near the landing zone. They were easy and Kelly enjoyed Blue Team working together like the old days. It only took the four Spartans a few seconds to clear out the enemies.Blue 4 Chapter 52 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Kelly looked over the area, nodding to the Spartan IVs who all seemed to stare at John. She couldn't blame him. He stuck out like a sore thumb in his odd armor. Kelly spotted a tank and looked around for the other things he needed. She grinned as she found it. "Who's up for a little Rabbit-hog?"
"I call gunning," Linda moved toward the Warthog's turret. Kelly watched as Fred moved toward the tank as well to take the turret position.
"You'll have to tell me what a Rabbit-hog is," John pointed out. "You keep using all these terms an
Can we win?Can we win?2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Kelly looked to the man sitting on his cot across from her. He'd stopped sharpening his knife several minutes ago and was now just staring at it. She wasn't sure what was wrong with it but he seemed to be examining it, looking for any flaw. Kelly glanced around the room and saw only Grace sitting over with Anton, talking to each other. She opened a private COMM with John, double checking that it was private to be sure no one overheard them. "You know staring at that thing isn't going to make it any sharper." She made her tone light, hoping that she could ease whatever was bothering him with a bit of humor.
John looked up to her, but he didn't say anything. Kelly could feel his gaze, heavy on her, examining her like he had the knife. He slid the blade back into its place in his armor. His hand reached out, gently touching her hand. She looked down at it and then glanced back at Grace and Anton. She was surprised to see John doing something like initiating contact while others were aroun
Vincent's Secret ValentineFEB 9Vincent's Secret Valentine11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Why is Uncle Vincent so sad?"
"Well ..." Cloud started, "because he lost someone very dear to him long time ago; and this time of the year is the worst for him."
"But I never saw him smile."
"He believes, for him that is, that there is nothing in this world to smile about."
"I want to do something for him."
Vincent was in his room and he heard footsteps, but ignored them. Then they stopped right outside his door, something was slipped underneath, the footsteps started up again and soon disappeared. He walked to the door and picked up the envelope. Vincent picked it up, opened the envelope and pulled out a little red heart. He was puzzled as he read what is said.
"To Vincent .... Love you"
What in the world?
Cloud watched Vincent as he came in and went straight up the stairs and to his room.
"What is it Cloud?"
"I don't know Tifa, Vincent looks ... I can't describe it, be he seems different."