Lines on Y'ha-NthleiLines
Far below the ocean's surface,
At the ocean's floor,
In a vast and uncharted region,
Where divers have never gone before;
Where the fish and sea animals shun;
Where the submarines do not wander;
There lies an antiquated city
Of awe and wonder.
In the corridors of that dark city,
Unseen and unheard by men,
The inhabitants sing praises
To Father Dagon and his mate;
Occasionally, they may come ashore.
Sources in the town of Innsmouth
Claim to have seen them then,
In the far corners of the town,
To establish an Order of devotion
And their reign on the world_
Alas! for-ever more.
The Dark ManThe Dark Man*The Dark Man1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
From the land of the pharaohs
There came a phantom
A figure dark as night
Tall and strong as a willow
He wore the robes and crown of the pharaohs
But his gaze was dark and blind
His voice was hushed like a whisper
And he spoke of a long gone era
When things other than beast or man
Walked and dwelt upon the earth
And in his hands he held a strange device
That glowed like a lantern
And crackled like a flame
Upon the road from the Valley
Where the pharaohs lay buried
In their silent and forgotten tombs
I walked in the shadows of evening
And this dark stranger chanced upon me
To me, he spoke those things in the shadows
And I marveled at what they implied
Then we went our ways in the twilight
And ne'er met again till this day
A Holiday Much Hoped ForA Holiday Much Hoped ForA Holiday Much Hoped For11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
We all seek a needed rest
A breather away from work and stress
A moment or two to relax
And do whatsoever we want to do
This tom and his tabby
Left the city feeling gritty
To return to the place we knew
At peace in our nest
At ease in embrace
We lie back together and unwind
When our day is through
And enjoy what we want and need to do
Dancing HeartDancing HeartDancing Heart11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her heart is moving joyfully
Love its song
Devotion its dance
The world its stage
And I am her partner eternally
Counting DaysCounting DaysCounting Days1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just sitting in the breeze
Biding my time
Counting the days
Till I leave all this behind
New life of peace
Nights of warm love await
Whatever I have lost
Cannot compare with what I'll find
One NameOne NameOne Name1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I must have lived many lives
I have had many names
Once or twice in my life
They echo through my memory
But as years go by
These old names disappear
Their echoes no longer linger
One name echoes on my mind
Cliff SideCliff SideCliff Side11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
We have moved from the summit
Whence we made our nest
To a point down along the cliff
To find peace and rest
Wine will flow later
When our health is the best
So we enjoy our customary dinners
And gaze eye to eye
And as I sip my beverage
She looks at me and sighs
Two tender butterflies
Cocooned in a love that never dies
Creature of the NightCreature of the NightCreature of the Night1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Bright sun stabs my eyes
Low oxygen makes moving slow and hard
I belong to the night
His TreasureHis TreasureHis Treasure10 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
My heart is his treasure
Locked in the vault of his love
Safe and sound forever
Love IsLove IsLove Is11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A feeling devoid of time or place
Apt to develop anywhere
There is the need
Ageless and surviving passing time
To continue here and now
In the hearts of true lovers
Like her and me
Queen For (Ever and) A DayQueen For (Ever and) A DayQueen For (Ever and) A Day11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
During my last life
I was queen for not more
Than twenty years
I sat upon a throne of gold
In the court of Ur
Now, in this happy new life,
Beside the man I adore,
I am queen for ever and a day
Surrounded by the stronghold of his love
Enthroned upon the pure gold of his heart
And nobody dethrones me
CelesteCelesteCeleste1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
On this same night
Two years ago
At the hour of half past nine
These eyes saw the passing
Of someone I loved well
She was the maid Celeste Auberginois
Long brown hair like a waterfall
Cascading from her head
Large brown eyes like a small child
But she was aged twenty five
At the moment they proclaimed her dead
I had left her some time before
Remorseful from my errors
Too late to apologize
Yet I would want her to know
Celeste, you are mine forever
I am sad always at what I did
And if we could be together once again
I would not err twice
I would never make you sad
Alas! I know that it can not be
But I feel that you are still with me
Only LoveOnly LoveOnly Love1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The day is almost over
Night is going to fall
Days work is almost done
Time seems to stand still
Daily affairs are gone
What remains is only one
"Relax and enjoy Puabi, beloved!"
"If you gave to the unknown man
a small piece of your life.
if you gave from your love,
you are have not lived vainly
Nobody could take from you
the love of peoples...
And...Nobody could take from you
your faith in them, your faith...
If you took from the glory of someone else
even a particle.
If you have heard gossip
and then repeat
even one second.
If you are an enemy of the villainous,
but he has listened
even a single path.
If you are have eaten from the morsel of your friend
and forget him
why it was necessary
that are you born?"
Edited by Michel-le-fou
InvaluableInvaluableInvaluable1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
If someone gives you crystal, glass
He will warn you to hold it tight
If he gives you a valuable gem
You must guard it every night
And insure that you never break it
So the High Ones trusted me with an invaluable gift
More vital than crystal or jewellery
And they warned me not to break it
It is the heart of my love, Puabi
What Lies BehindWhat Lies BehindWhat Lies Behind1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Ralph Connors was a regular customer of his cafe for more than a year. One evening he saw a new customer, a young woman. He saw her in the far corner of his favorite cafe, sitting alone at a table and sipping a cup of Earl Gray tea. She stopped for a second, perchance feeling his gaze, and smiled a shy careful smile. He noticed but avoided responding. He felt something feline about her. He walked over to the news rack and selected a magazine. Then he returned to his table. A moment later, when he arrived, he found her seated there. She gazed at him with cool green eyes and asked
"Were you looking at me a moment back?"
"Well, I tried not to. It's not really polite."
"Oh, that's quite all right. But you must know about me. I'm attracted to men like you. I have a kind of hunger for men like you," she replied.
"Yes exactly."She suddenly pounced upon him like a starved jungle cat and gnawed at his shoulder. He screamed.
Precious PanaceaPrecious PanaceaPrecious Panacea1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
She may not massage
My aching limbs
But she makes all pain disappear
With a warm embrace
With a sweet smile
And lots of tender care
She is no doctor
But an adoring nurse
And a precious panacea
"Beloved, come and rest with Puabi. Aw, you're in pain. Let
Don't Talk with StrangersDon't Talk with StrangersDon't Talk with Strangers1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
When I was a lad, my parents sensibly warned me to avoid strangers. They look like normal persons but they may be concealing mental or emotional illnesses. There was the case of little Norman Greenspan, 10 years old.
Norman had finished school promptly and his father had advised him to come straight home; but being small, underage and a boy, Norman proved to be stubborn. His father warned him coolly.
"Norm, if you persist, you are going to be in trouble one day."
Nevertheless, Norman persisted. One evening after school, he wanted to visit a friend. The friend lived Sverdlovsk blocks away and both kids played until rather late. Then, the friend's parents warned the bits and Norman agreed to go home.
On route homeward, he passed a pair of strangers and they called to him. Norman walked over and asked what they wanted. Instead of answering, they dragged him into an alley. One man removed a small blade and the other seized Norman and hand gagged him. Then the firs
What Mother Taught MeWhat Mother Taught MeWhat Mother Taught Me3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dictated by Puabi
"Daughter, listen to Mother carefully. Men-most men-have a dark mind. They desire power, even power over a woman. So, give your body to any man you accept; but neither your heart nor your soul. These, give to only one man whom you accept totally. Do you understand me?"
"Yes, I do, Mother."
Women prostitute since my time;
No man can they believe.
They tried to coerce, to dominate;
Even one who agreed to be the wife.
I was a queen and so remote;
But I scarcely believed a man.
I gave my body, as Mother taught me.
Neither my heart nor my soul.
Until I had met my one man,
And then I agreed to become his wife.
Now I give him all of me;
And he gives me all of him.
"Mother, Daughter has found him at last! Awww! He is so wonderful to me!"
The Elementals [A Mythos Look]The ElementalsThe Elementals [A Mythos Look]1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A Mythos Look
The most abundant element
Water, water everywhere
But not a drop to drink
Water winding everywhere
And the boards on the ship did shrink
A tsunami shook both front and aft
The crew did stare in awe
Then the gigantic thing emerged from below
And fed the whole ship into its maw
The captain knew that great things dwelt at the floor
But one thing he never knew
The largest and deadliest of all
Was great Cthulhu
Fire gave man light and heat
It warms our hearths and homes
But one day we will rue
That we did not leave it well alone
In the fireplace of homes far away
A strange entity appeared
From the flames and glow of the fire
That suddenly seemed so near
They knew not its name nor could they speak
But their fates were dreadful dire
One by one they were cast into the flames
Then the entity disappeared
Precious 2014Precious 2014Precious 20141 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nothing is more valuable in life than love.
I have no diamonds
But the twinkle in her emerald eyes
I have no rubies
But the pair of her warm lips
I have no pearls
But the rows of her white teeth
And the blue of her lapis pendants
I have never asked for precious stones
For silver or for gold
But I have it all
Safe inside my heart and room
Ever precious, ever valuable
As our love
Like Living DeadLike Living DeadLike Living Dead1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My hair is white
From the grief
That you gave me, you never
My eyes are red
Because I pass each night
Like a living dead
But I must live in the light
That you shine so brightly
Around my head
And it must be said
That you make me sad
I want to cry
I may find true peace
When I die
"Oh death, when it comes for me
I may or may not resist.
That opening in the ground
To enter, I need assist.
Will they bury or will they burn
Or simply float me in my longship?
I cannot claim to know these things;
I simply remain here in the dark.
Sometimes the subject makes me cringe --
But eventually I shall disembark!"
Tick TockTick TockTick Tock1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The old clock has been in the house
Since it was first occupied
Back in 1886
Bought from a shop on Maple Drive,
The price is unknown
It stands in the main corridor
Off the door
Ticking away every night
At the same hour
They claim that the owner found a portal
The last time he had been near the clock
Since that hour and that night
He had been out of sight
But some passers-by claimed they heard him cry
At that hour
In the succeeding year
They claim he cried so clear
"My God, what lies on the other side?!"
Till now the click stands and ticks
Without anyone to see
Inescapable LoveInescapable LoveInescapable Love11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is no escape
We do not think to escape
Our love has no exit
Only the way in
So we will stay
Until the very end
"Neither he nor I have known a love like this until now. We do not want it to end."
A Christmas CarrollA Christmas CarrollA Christmas Carroll1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Barnabas Bentley was 54 years old in the year that this story occurred. He was very spendthrift and watched his earnings and expenses cautiously, earning him the misnomer of miser. Particularly the charities of the town misunderstood him; but he might have given a smaller donation. Barnabas was a short man, standing only 158 cms in bare feet. He had medium brown eyes and short brown hair and a small mustache. Barnabas had graduated from Cambridge University in the subject of business administration.
When the holiday season arrived that year, Barnabas did not join the celebration. However he declined to look down on those celebrating. It was simply not his kind of life.
That year, however, about ten days prior to the holiday, Barnabas was searching for texts in his private library and he discovered a few rare strange books that he had not known were there.
'Hm. What is this? Necronomicon?'
He opened it slowly. Perhaps a feeling of dread had forewarned him. But he ope
Madness OverwhelmsMadness OverwhelmsMadness Overwhelms1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
One evening in the corner shop
Calvin Woods sat reading a paper
A tall dark man in a black hood came in
Looking dark and dapper
Calvin mistook him for an African
The stranger said he came from Cairo
Are you visiting or residing, Calvin asked
The other said, “I have gold. I am a pharaoh."
Yet the longer stayed the latter,
The more Calvin grew madder
Until he ran away screaming
While the latter burst into laughter