Lunar Pulse: Chapter OneChapter One: Thunder In The Sunlight
Her eyes opened in the darkness, her breath was rushed and hot. She scrambled onto her paws and stumbled over leaning into the wall of the den. She closed her eyes and perked her ears; a low whine accompanied each breath she took. The cool stone pressed against her fur while the chill of the earth slithered between her ribs. She savored this and rested once more on the floor of the den, sensing her fever, she resisted the urge to dig and bite at the stones trapping her in the ground. She slipped in and out of consciousness, breathing more slowly, not wanting to
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Hunter nuzzled the kits. He pushed
sense and sensesMy tongue drips wet with gentle lyricssense and senses7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
from a passionate soul.
My heart beats strong through the choking,
Burning heat of sorrow.
My fingertips paint the world transparent with words,
Both tender and rough.
My eyes speak ethereal, aching, and silent triumph
Over societal acceptance.
My feet hold ground through the stampede:
ruthless, mindless masses.
My ears ache under the pressing chaos
That constantly invades.
Great Gatsby Chapter One Poem Summary (Updated)White cloth billowed in the soft breeze,Great Gatsby Chapter One Poem Summary (Updated)1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
And grey, sun-strained eyes gazed upon red and white tundra,
Somehow ominous against the tired sun.
This woman’s mind wandered aimlessly around colors
Full of emotion, full of fate.
Determined steps into the mansion led her
Up to hours talking of New York and to hours of graceful rest.
She lay billowed in white clouds beside a frantic, confused flower.
The flower was expecting company from a cousin.
As if watered for the first time in weeks this daisy perked
From her wilting under the hands of heat.
She strained her stem to the roots of her being to sit and greet her guest.
In her struggle s
Philosophy or stream of consciousnessCan I not partake of the fruit of life itself and live believing the lies that everyone else is meant to take whole heartedly and never question?Philosophy or stream of consciousness8 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
Is it philosophy or is it rampant rambling of random realities that, I remember, are not real, but rather representations of repressed emotion?
With open eyes I belittle my own beliefs, believing that the belly of the beast, which I am meant brutally to slay, is brought upon us from behind. It is beneath benevolence. Or is it above?
Not quite intentionally, I inspire myself with inquisitions about the inherently invented world, in which this individual race places itself on a pedestal of inexpl
I miss youI miss youI miss you8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
with all of my heart
I. n the darkness when the sun is hidden behind the earth,
M. y heart aches to see you again.
I. want to hear your voice, and, for all it's worth,
S. orry,for feeling, being so insane.
S. o sorry for not being everything you needed when,
Y. ou took my hand and said you loved me.
O. ut of fear I held back a while but some how, some then,
U. nder all of my doubts you broke the skin, you could see
My love for you broke free.
Locked away.Something here is beautifully imbalanced and unpredictable,Locked away.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
working it's way into the core of my being,
sinking its ivory teeth
into the flesh of my evanescent soul.
My bruised limbs ache with desire
and my silken bones bend with the winds.
A voice that cracks and breaks in the breeze
weaves itself into otherwise habitual sounds
of the waking morning.
The essence of the sound reverberates off of the marble
and cries against the walls.
I am intoxicated by the voice,
unaware that the sound I am so searching for
is slipping between my own cracked lips.
The silver and stone are worn smooth from years
Phantom fingertips cl
BareTwo hearts thud slightly off beat. Two chests pressed close, bare.Bare8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fingertips in all their subtlety, Brush ever so gently across
A blushing cheek. Eyes close, Tongues dance behind thirsty lips,
And trembling lungs draw quickly at heated air.
Bodies plead in Silent longing. Tongue-brushed lips
Caress one another. Limbs intertwine, seductive
Words exchanged with each Lingering touch.
Their breaths between them interchange form one chest
To the other. Wandering hands evoke tiny sounds
That slip under breath between timid lips.
Bodies tremble, unaware and afraid,
Driven by impulse, feeding from the urge.
Two hearts thud slightly o
Living Spiritshe paces the halls, her perfume thickened the air like smokeLiving Spirit8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
her gown tattered and bleached of color by death
paramour of the night
taker of sanity
devouer'r of sanctity
her hair laced about her waist
flows in the still air
her sillhouette entrances
steals from you
her footsteps light
her toes brush the floor
leaving trails of blood from years of barefoot pacing
years of splintering wood
bare soles of feet sear in pain
she paces always
searching for the light in eternal darkness
... ...searching... ...
A simple touchA simple touch, skin on skin,A simple touch8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Takes a taste for a second of freedom.
Hearts intermingled embraced hoping for eternity.
Giving in to long awaited pleasures,
Taking chances for risks dreamt of
For ages. Withheld emotions set lose
Of their own accord,
Fleshes to meet have ached so long,
So long they trembled.
Electric and static between,
Overcoming distance both of them anxious.
This that they have wished for
So long, wondered.
Will it be what I have hoped,
Yes, no question.
Think no more, together at last.
Giving in to chances for risks dreamt of
Feel, simply feel.
How she loves youHer skin relishes your touchHow she loves you5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And her lips whispers softly in your ear
How she loves you.
Her body is yours to keep,
Protect, and love.
She wants to take care of you
Like a mother tends her child.
But her love for you is so much more,
More passionate, and heavy.
She loves to see you smile;
She loves it when you laugh.
How her heart beats when you hold her close!
That hollow cavity that once held a shattered heart
Is now filled by her undying passion
That burns for