Design a country work sheetDesign a country work sheet5 years ago in Settings More Like This
For those people who needs to design their own world.
This is a form I will use from now on to help me design it faster and more complete.
original from: droemar's journal
Edited by mayshing 2010
Colors: (An example would be red, white, and blue)
Symbol: (An example would be stars and stripes.)
calender measure (time table): (Does their calender go by the moon, or sun? Or other planets?)
Races: (The races that inhabit the area, whether or not they're native.
Physical: (The ethnic description of your race: skin color, hair color, builds, dress)
Preference to fashion and beauty:
Weather patterns: (Tropical? Stormy? Cold? Earthquakes? Climate in general?)
-how the weather influence inhabitants behavior, travel
Major river and lakes?
Any construction a
lil' Red Riding Hood"Now, Red, you better hurry up and get that Prinivil to your grandmother."lil' Red Riding Hood2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Announced Red's mother, waggling a finger in her daughters face and shoving a thatch picnic-basket
into her arms.
"Heaven knows how high that womans blood-pressure gets! Now hurry along!"
Red's mother rushed out in one breath and all but threw her daughter out of the little log-cabin.
"Geez, mom! Don't you think-"
Red stammered out as she tried to regain her balance but was cut off by the hasty slam of the door,
the sound echoing into the forest behind her-sending a flock of black-birds screeching through the
"...You should give Gran more respect...?"
She sighed from under her blood-red hood, blowing pitch black strands of hair out of her bright crimson eyes.
She screeched snatching up and hurling a stone ,from the dusty path that led from her house into the forest,
the size of an almond into the sky.
"Now I have to get there AND back BEFORE dark!"
She scolded the darkening purple sky, and st
Life... CutHow long is a piece of string?Life... Cut8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What horrors lie beneath the skin?
We question all to comprehend
And measure life from end to end,
We wrap our hurts with warmth and light,
We seize the day to flee the night.
We quicken breath to fend off time,
I take whats yours, you take whats mine,
We never pause to rest our feet,
We count the seconds, every beat.
For every puzzle that we solved,
For every crime that was absolved,
Another ten come to the fore,
We take from life, it offers more.
Yet it is not an endless source
To abuse without recourse;
Well turn to dust and fade away,
The rope of life will one day fray.
How long is a piece of string?
For how long will this be my skin?
The Birth of SightStill the dead lay moaningThe Birth of Sight8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
while human voices wake us
A shadowless shadow that
finds a corpse
and with it goes.
We found the Shatterer of Worlds
The demon that cannot be himself.
Free: Makoto x reader Time flies (Chapter 1)Free: Makoto x reader Time flies (Chapter 1)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
11 Years later
11 years later and you never forgot about him once since you held a picture of you and him that your mother took in your favourite purse and saved as your mobile phone screen saver. You Got out of the airport in Tokyo and breathed in the air and sighed. You placed your suitcase on the ground; gave a huge yawn and stretched making the bones pop in places.
"I can't believe mum is making go to school tomorrow. I take at least a weak to recover the bloody Jetlag..."
"Honey over here," you heard you mother chime. You looked around to ask her where she was but before you could say anything you were tackled into a hug.
"M-Mum," you squeaked as she planted kisses all over your face. "I missed my little dolphin so much," she said and started to cry.
"Mum you left three days ago," you stated giggling at your mother childishness.
you and your mum are very, very close; she gave birth to you and raised you at the age of
The EveryDay AlwaysI fear, the everyday always.The EveryDay Always9 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Always, thoughts parading through my head
Following choreographed patterns of Ideas
Always, the same hopes and aspirations
Thwarted by the same fears.
The only window in the room was adorned with second-hand curtains that once belonged to an antique store. Maybe in a different lifetime, a different story, they were beautiful. Now, only thin fabric hung limp from the plastic frame, drained by years of exposure to the sun. Pale sunlight filtered in lazily, exposing individual dust particles in their mischievous dance about the furniture.
From the coffee table littered with bits of memorabilia, to the neglected corners filling up with lint, the air hung heavy with sighs. Two bowls which perhaps belonged to some beloved family pet lay discarded on the floor. Bits of dried food surrounded the area and grains of evaporated water covered the porcelain. No other signs of an animal could be traced throughout the house, and no patter of loyal paws could be heard.
Sam Brandon's RequiemHot tears on chilled skin,Sam Brandon's Requiem8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
nostalgia washing in.
Children with broken faces,
grief-stricken for loss of their own.
Eyes searching for answers,
tongues holding none.
Laughter mixes in with the pain,
because they don't know what to feel.
Cast out of their minds, maturity lies,
they can't handle this.
Inability to know puts us
out of control,
just like the car that had
sped 'round on the road.
Searching for some guidance,
they resort to looking above.
Hoping, for a fleeting instant,
he'd been shown God's love.
Crisis over, it's all burnt up-
still haven't found our release.
Though we might seek condolence
not all the way through.i read once,not all the way through.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
“Adults often forget
what it’s like being young
because they block it out.”
right after that:
“Similar to trauma victims.”
last summer, when i told that man
old enough to be my father
that i had a boyfriend,
he said “so?”
when I told him i was a minor,
he said “and?”
there are no boundaries anymore,
and don’t tell me
“boys will be boys”
because that doesn’t make it
don’t tell me
I was asking for it
because what I’m really asking for
is for it
i wish i was a person
and not numbers on a scale.
i wish i was a human being
and not the cleavage in my tank top.
i wish we would stop hating ourselves.
i wish girls were allowed to say no
and eat every day
and forget to shave their legs.
i wish boys were allowed to cry
and be ballerinas
and speak up
when something hurts.
i wish we thought
we deserved more.
(and don’t tell me
none of this is sup
The Encounter Melissa, a beautiful young woman, had gone to an office dinner that night. She was never too fond of these social events where people get together to talk about work and get drunk, so she left as soon as possible. She was walking home when she noticed this mysterious man watching her from the other side of the street. One would normally be scared, but not Melissa, not tonight.The Encounter8 years ago in Mystery & Suspense More Like This
Her footsteps echoed into the night and the dark figure was haunting her mind, leaving her restless, wondering who it was and why he was piercing her soul with his look. She was used to getting male attention, but that felt different and alluring to her.
She stops. Her big dark eyes focus on something not very distant from her. It was him again, disappearing into an alleys darkness. Not thinking twice, she follows him. Maybe just out of curiosity, but she had no clue on what she was getting in. She walked slowly, alway
oukamiyoukai's list of anti art block challengesOukamiyoukai’s list of anti art block challenges.oukamiyoukai's list of anti art block challenges2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
These are just a few things I think about if I want to get rid of art block. I will probably add more in the future, but here’s a few now to get you inspired. These are to be done at leisure and don’t have to be in any order. They are for fun.
1 gesture drawing. This is super easy. Basically find a relatively complicated shape, and draw it with as few marks as possible. It doesn’t really have to resemble it in any way. As long as you know what it is. I probably do about 30 of these a day. Honestly they’ve helped a lot with everything. You can add color if you want. For this challenge I recommend doing enough to inspire you rather it be 10-100. (I’ll link some examples).
2 combining an animal and an inanimate object. Select one animal and one object and combine them. I would highly recommend thinking about general shapes of both and using repetition in your design. No imaginary animals (you
WanderingMy mind is wandering in the darkness of my soul.Wandering8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My heart is aching,breaking,for you.
My will is strong,my love is deep,your secrets are mine to keep.
The darkness is fading because of the light that you bring.... into my heart,
filling my soul with joy,together we are whole.
It Feels Like Falling In LoveYour eyes, your hand,It Feels Like Falling In Love7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your lips, they land...
Right on the edge of something bright
Poignant, coy, yet dangerously right
Let's weave together like the first time we met
But first, just tell me that what you said, you meant
Our hands clasp together, tighter than before
I hear your words whispered softly, "More..."
I crack a smile, and brush back your hair
Yet sadly, my love, I feel that you don't care
I want to love someone, of that much I knew,
But did I really, truly, honestly love... you?
Of course I did, and I still do,
I will never fall out of love with you...
MigraineMy head is about to hatch.Migraine3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hope whatever emerges
Kills me slowly, softly,
Like a whisper in my ear.
A bright flare,
Are you there?
No – just another migraine explosion,
A flash of white light from the side,
Go easy on my eyes.
Ode to Freaky FredThe Story of a BarberOde to Freaky Fred8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Good evening creatures with intellect sharper
This is a story of a barber
Not a butcher, baker or sharecropper
But a man perhaps a little naaauuughty
He is tall, skinny and wears a suit of green
In stature people say he is lean
His face ever happy, he is never mean
Only occasionally is he naaauuughty
His name you may already know
For many of you have seen the show
But for those who havent, thisll only take a mo,
His name is Fred
Fred likes to shave, in fact he does crave
The need to shear and never save
Hair for him is a way to pave
A path leading him to be a little naaauuughty
Animal or person it doesnt matter
Hair on the previous or the later
Hell cut and groom, itll never shatter
Hell always be somewhat naaauuughty
The story we know and love the most
He traveled by bus from coast to coast
To the middle of Nowhere like a ghost
Telling us how he was naaauuughty
Arrived he did with a wonderfu
Price of loveFor you,Price of love8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
my lucky penny.
my heart so full of love.
the world and so much more.
All I wan't for exchange is your true love,
I wish to be the one you adore.
I would climb the highest mountain,
to get just one single hair.
I would cross the broadest ocean,
to touch my angel that keeps me from despair.
I would do it all,
just for you.
And I only ask one thing from you,
I would steal you away,
fulfill your every desire,
you put my heart on fire.
my heart and soul combined with yours,
I can feel whole.
For you I would die,
All I ask is for you to cry.
My love might be unspoken,
but through these acts of love,
I will show you.
After the FallWhere teardrops have fallenAfter the Fall2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
flames will also rise,
they are invisible angels
obvious in demon eyes.
How to be Found in Eleven Simple Steps1. Understand that you must be willing to give up the fragile solitary universe you created from the instructions given on page three.How to be Found in Eleven Simple Steps2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
2. Spend more time building from the ground up. It will take longer, but you'll like the result.
3. Rest when you are weary and remember the times when you were strong, hear that strength in every word that you speak.
4. Keep in mind that you are human, and that survival is weighed against life more heavily. You are survival. Life is your goal. If you disagree, move to step 5. If you agree, skip to step 6.
5. Return to 4 and repeat until you believe.
6. Live not in fear of doing something you'll regret, but in order that you won't regret not having done something.
7. Leave for home and release the heartache. It is not your home now. You are a wandering spirit.
8. Taste the different air in every footstep, weigh the light that feeds your shadow, and take comfort in your solitary walk...
9. See the countless colored souls that walk about, and how eac
Shine On MeSun shine on me.Shine On Me6 years ago in Open More Like This
Make me remember sunny days
When I was but a child at play
Please sun, come out now and dont hide
Remind me that life was on my side
No no dont falter your light
Im begging you to remain in my sight
Because the sight of your orb
The days when your warmth Id absorb
They give me peace
See Ive been forgotten.
Everyone who has seen my face
Everyone who has known my name
Theyve gone now.
And youre the only one that remains
Youve seen me
And I want you to shine so bright
Eliminating the last vestiges of night
Because the time of my death is near
Your light and warmth, Ill forget, I fear
Oh sun, my sun
Shine on me.
DecisionsForwards or backwardsDecisions6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Left or right?
Let loose, scream all night
Put the dagger to your wrists
Pull it away and clench your fists
Scream so loud everyone can hear
It's alright, they don't care that you tear,
Tear your heart out of your own chest
Put it on display for all the rest
Let them look in despair
Broken, messed up, in need of repair
It was trying to choose,
But it couldn't decide
The right way to go,
So it ripped inside.
Torn apart right down the middle
You wont understand the point of this riddle
Because the idea is that no one will know
The hidden meaning, because it wont show
One day you might understand,
Why my heart tore,
When I took your hand,
For the last time,
Because it wasn't right,
To do this to you,
For one more night.
she's broken, but he always breaks thingshis eyes were deep and she dived into them sound-she's broken, but he always breaks things2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
less of a dream and more truthful is the fact
that even before she flew or fell, she'd drowned
the protective shell grew on her with a crack
that let the tide pull her heart to the bottom
and caused her open soul to fully retract
he remained placid, he stayed rested and calm
as the core of her sunk into depths unknown
a conscience as guiltless as it could become
and up through the cold floor, her red shoots have shown
still pulsing and beating and trapped behind bones.
Like LinenShe placed her hands upon the bedspread like she'd done countless times before. She moved her hands gracefully, swiftly. Her hands moved across the velvet fabric. This time, she'd do it. She set herself upon the matress, wearing nothing but a camisole, waiting for her husband to come home. Embrace her. Love her. But sadly, deep, deep inside, she knew it was impossible.Like Linen6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
But, a girl can dream.
She heard the doorknob rattle, so she repositioned herself on the bed. I will love him, she thought. He entered quickly, hastily. She looked up at his stern face and saw something in his eyes. Something she had never see before. Guilt.
What are you in a hurry for, honey? I've been waiting for you for hours. Aren't you going to take off your coat? His eyes were like fire, deep and burning, but not with passion or love, but of some other form.
No time. Busy. Have to leave. Now.
Honey, don't you know what today is? she asked, down-hearted.
sixmillionin years gone by, you never calledsixmillion7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and the phone lay untouched on the table
like spider legs gathering dust
on ebony wood
it's been fourthousandthreehundredandeightytwo
days since you left
and i've had over six million minutes
of memories of you
sometimes you would whisper
and glitter would fall in my ear
sometimes you would play ribguitar
(it was your own version of airguitar)
until your crimson fingers
could pluck no more
then you would kiss life
back into my limp body
i still bear the scars
where my skin was sown back together
but my ribcage has never been the same
and each day is a struggle to breathe
tapdances on our brittle bonesif it's fifth hour and there's a cadaver in the classroom,tapdances on our brittle bones6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's because i'm carving your initials in my right carpus;
or perhaps it's because we're investigating human skulls,
but yours is the only one i'd like to play detective with
(i'd donate my skeleton to you
had you not already owned it)
(i'll use parentheses
as if they're oxygen)
but not punctuation
or lowercase letters
or irony because i've
watched too much tv
without you or sense
or an attention span,
and i will write poetry in the form of
sliced wrists and broken wishes, of
hacked kneecaps and
hackneyed caps lock:
I WILL SCREAM AT THE STARS
AS IF I DISCOVERED THE SKY;
I WILL YELL FROM MY LUNGS,
AS IF I INVENTED BREATHING
MY VOCAL CORDS WILL EXPLODE
AS IF I'M THE FIRST ONE TO YELL,
and i will whisper with my tongue
as if i still owned full custody of it.
(and enter more parentheses
because you're breathtaking;
i'm breathless and in need of
your/my/our twisted oxygen)
O+Mg => U+I
but chemistry reactions don't help
Understanding.......If you could only understand how i felt,Understanding.......9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Then you'd realise why I am the
Way I am
Empty, Hallow, Broken
Like i'm missing something
Heart, Body, Soul
You can't comprehend the way i feel
Right now, this moment, this second
It's like I can't breathe
But your reaction holds true
If you could only understand how i feel about you........