generic beansOh, for the hatred of Starbucks!generic beans5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my coffee tastes like 12-year-old motor oil in the engine of a burned out Pinto...
...wrung from the blue-and-white-generic beans of Kroeger Foods, Cincinatti, Ohio.
Making a face as if the cat just hacked something up on my pillow,
I down the pot, rub my eyes, and go to work.
Unspoken RacismThis cultural violation,Unspoken Racism7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This social rape,
From nation to nation,
No more can we take.
This unspoken racism,
These unwritten rules,
I lay down my tools.
This always-unheard crying,
The words on blood-drenched walls:
"It's not worth even trying
To reason with these fools".
As The World Turns...As I stood in the machine shop of National Oilwell today, I pondered my reasons, my self, my involvement with others and my very existence on the planet. I picked the push broom off the floor and leaned against it. My skull felt so heavy, so cumbersome. I was weighted on to the broomstick like a fallen tree. For a split second, I felt the entire world halt beneath me. All the lathes, mills and presses I clean out every day stopped in mid space and everything was still. I could feel the Earth moving, turning against space. I could feel my very existence shift away from everyone else's'. I felt that if I stepped over too far, I would fall off oAs The World Turns...7 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Sometime SoonSomeday I willSometime Soon7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sanity of my mind
of my soul
It will end
the light will
all shall be at rest
the eternal light
back to the life
that we knew
Too close trio part 2Too close trio part 26 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
At Suichiros apartment, the three friends dealt with their situation. After more than an hour of becoming fused, the fairy starts to run out of ideas. Melanie is sitting on the couch giving a quick course on magic hand moves to her friends.
No Ishy, turn your wrist the other way. Erica, I told you to extend your fingers and move them slowly Melanie explains them while turning her head to both sides.
Me tired of this! Erica replies upset Dont have long and skinny fingers like humans Me cant do it!
Mel, why dont you try to move your hands? Maybe the spell could work
Ode to FridayToday is FridayOde to Friday3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hip Hip HOORAY!!
And children play
On this glorious
Today is Friday
Hip Hip HOORAY!!
Teens go out
Under the stars
To have some fun
That can be done
During the day
Today is Friday
Hip Hip HOORAY!!
Ode to a ChuzzleOde to a Chuzzle8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ode to a chuzzle
to where art thou gone?
instead of being where I left thee
It seems you have moved on
I quested for your happiness
I grouped you with some friends
but now it seems I have destroyed you
How could I begin to make amends?
Sometimes your smarmy attitude
Makes me a bit annoyed
But believe me, my dear chuzzle
I did not intend you for the Void
Although you roll your eyes at me
When I'm slow with my next move
I can't get enough of your fuzzy ways
nor of your fuzzy groove
But, my dear fuzzball chuzzle
To where art thou gone?
Instead of being where I left thee
It seems you have moved on
Do you go into the bottle
Do you regret my lack of faithMy demons come out when the moon is full,Do you regret my lack of faith6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The old nightmares brought forth.
They tie me to this land of dreams,
As the pale silver glows lights up my aged horrors.
I count down the nights,
Dreading that twenty-eighth moonlight,
When that globe is full.
It will always return.
It will always haunt me.
Each month my hopes are shattered,
My visions ignite,
My eyes are forced shut, and the suffocation of darkness takes over.
I walk in the path of the dead,
Of Morrigan of the graves and tombs.
I see the true horrors that lie behind the veil of reality.
The flesh that clings to my touch;
IronicIt's funny that bi rhymes with dieIronic7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
'Cause that's all it makes me want to do
Oh, of course there's cry
I do that a lot, because in my town
If you're bi you have to lie
Or you'll risk losing your friends
Who will only look away and sigh
As you're shoved head-first into the trash
CalamitySave me from my own calamity,Calamity4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It's eating up my sanity.
They found me on the bathroom floor,
I just can't see straight anymore.
This pounding in my ears
Is sounding out my fears.
My hands begin to tremble
As I try to reassemble
All the words you didn't even say
I heard them clearly anyway.
Maybe this is for the best,
Or maybe just... a clever jest.
I've put my heart up on a shelf,
I can't get it back all by myself.
No one left to take it down,
Or here to save me when I drown.
Tears just fall like acid rain,
Burning holes into my brain.
Blotting out my memory
And tearing down my armory.
I am my own calamity,
I'll waste awa
The Curse - Part IIThere was a bright, blinding flash as the girls passed through the doorway. Kim shielded her eyes, and she noticed the light was just sunlight reflecting off of a broken mirror. As she took a step to her left to avoid the reflection, May let out a blood-curdling scream. Kim spun on her heels to face May, whose eyes were closed with her hands reached out in front of her face, and who was slowly cowering towards the ground. Kim shook her head, close to laughing at Mays fear. She reached for Mays sweater and pulled her up.The Curse - Part II6 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Kims grasp shocked May out of her fear, and she gazed around at her surroundings though red, teary eyes.
The Curse - Part I, Maybe"So, what did they say the curse was?" May asked.The Curse - Part I, Maybe6 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Kim rolled her eyes, replying "Supposedly, if someone enters the house, she will merge with the first person she touches, even if it's a boy, and they would remain conjoined for the rest of their lives." Kim chuckled. It was a ridiculous curse; she couldn't imagine who would think it up. It was probably someone who was crazy. Or bored. But whatever, May and she had lost the bet that they would be asked to prom before Stacy and Irene. So, now Kim was walking towards the haunted house with May, who had by now become a shivering puppy from her fear.
"So, Kim, what happens when two people enter
FairiesFairies,Fairies9 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Those silver winged,
flaxen haired things?
Those creatures that make dreams come true?
With their wands made of moonlight,
and their shoes made of sunbeams,
they appear in the night,
as curious things.
I Am An AtheistI am an Atheist.I Am An Atheist2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am not a non-believer.
I believe in equality and love.
I believe that no matter who you are, or where you are,
Someone loves you. And that is all you need.
I am an Atheist.
I am not morally corrupt.
I follow the laws like anyone else and I cannot be pinned for crimes,
And I will not pin wars on religion,
For that is not my moral issue.
I am an Atheist.
I do not need a book by which to live my life.
I am happy with the fiction and the facts, the art and the festivals.
I have rules that I can follow, and I life that I can lead,
The way that I want.
I am an Atheist.
I believe in myself and trust that I can acco
Happy EndArent you tired of pretending?Happy End5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You know there is no happy ending.
Stop smiling and saying It will all be okay.
Stop acting like night wont follow the day.
Dont lie to me while I am bleeding
And say a band-aid is all Im needing.
If Deaths shadow crawls across the wall
Dont pretend you see nothing at all.
You kiss me and tell me Good night.
Dont you worry for it will be all right.
How can you say that you know
The way this story ends and will go
In this nightmare of no awaking
I am pale and my knees are shaking
I look at you begging with tired eyes
To taste someth
SecretIt is a secret. What I have done. It is something that no other being shall ever hear. It is the grandest of grand secrets, and I am the one who bears it.Secret5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Like carrying the weight of one thousand worlds, I must endure the pain of holding such a secret.
As I write these words, the temptation to write such a secret is burning in my hands. For years I have remembered this secret for every day, every minute and second of my life. It was branded into my memory from the day that it happened, and will forever haunt me. Even now it replays in my mind over and over and over...
I can tell you this secret. I am so close to death that it matters not w
what it meant to meDo you know what it meant to me?what it meant to me6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the small smile you gave
so freely, as if it were
That smile was
a new horizon stretching out
in front of me
But you walked on,
and I couldn't decide
Should I turn around
and follow you
or dare to face
Why Should It Matter?Why should it matterWhy Should It Matter?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the way I feel?
I don't tell you
how you should love
so don't tell me
who I can or can't.
I know you think it is wrong
the feelings in my heart
but I don't say your feelings
are disturbing or sick.
I don't choose to be this way
I am born
I am human
And if you can't accept that
close your self off
I'll accept that
even if you
"life support""life support"9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This is shutting down. No one else sees it, because the foam pets are selling nicely. The goldfish are being won. They are playing "Stairway to Heaven" yet again on the Fire Loop. Appealing to the masses.
When she says to me, "the sun is setting," I already know. I close one eye, aim and shoot. Its yellow, dead body loosens its grip on the sky and starts to drop.
"Probably," she says, "no one else is even watching."
I really, truly know what she means, but making words out of a feeling is impossible.
"What... the hell... are people doing?" I ask finally.
The people below us are moving from ride to ride like obnoxious trick-or-treaters. G
Medusa's CompanionsWe do not move when our Lady's visitors can see. We sit on all fours, up on our haunches, and stand upon bowed legs and cloven hooves. We watch with unmoving eyes, peering down beaks, snouts, and smashed in noses, we peek out from behind grotesque fingers and curving talons. Sometimes when they turn their backs we duck behind lifeless statues of shouting men brandishing swords and raising shields. The visitors whirl as they hear the sound of dragging stone and falling rocks. Their predecessors stare back at them, a testament to all those who have come before and failed. Faltering courage makes them step back and lift their weapons higher.Medusa's Companions1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The Three Sisters ContinuedLamar! Run! Lisa cried. Lisa grabbed hold of Lamars wrist and started running for the exit as fast as she could.The Three Sisters Continued5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
If they are descendants, then why havent we been turned to stone? Lamar asked. The reply to his answer echoed swiftly and horrifically through the colossal halls.
We dont obtain our true forms or our powers until sundown, my child, Stheno cackled. But sundown will come soon enough. For behold! It is already 4:30. You two only have a few hours left!
Running wildly and frantically, Lisa searched for a door in the narrow hallways that would provide them wi
Thine Eyes of StoneLike fleeting wisps of day, covering, enshrouding, seeping into the dark, she could feel the bird wings stir around her as the sun shied away from the earth again. The deep, knawing sensation of clandestine affairs and guilt somehow managed to twist inside of this Goddess, making it known that even immortals aren't masters of despondency.Thine Eyes of Stone7 years ago in General More Like This
Or love, for that matter. Not all of them.
Now a stillness lie in her arms. A fever. A virus. A person. So it was that this ailment was a lover to the man as she was a lover to him... should she be jealous that at least this disease could dwell freely inside him, consume him, make it so his every waking mo
Tentacle AsylumThe problem with escaping a giant predator after having been chased, was that the chase would frequently leave you far, far away from where you started, with no idea how to get back. Attempts to do so would cause you to be chased by something else, and by the time you find yourself lucky enough to have escaped that as well you will also find yourself well and truly lost.Tentacle Asylum2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Queyin was already fairly certain she was not going to survive to see another day. In her head, although her silver-blue tail was wagging frantically up and down, pushing her forwards, darting through seaweed and dodging boulders, keeping her just ahead of the gaping m
What I Remember What I RememberWhat I Remember3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You held me as a baby, I do not remember
You rocked me and coddled me to sleep at night, I do not remember
You watched me grow from infant to toddler, I do not remember
And then you were gone, that I remember.
You tell me about the fun times we've had, I do not remember
You say you've always been there for me, I do not remember
You tell me you love me, I do not remember