turtlesoup.it is a tuesday, and i am crying.turtlesoup.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i can hear the rapid pace of the
watch on her left wrist. i am
nestled in her ears with words
to complain about. i ask her,
knowing she will have an answer;
"why does it rain so much?"
"because, you kill all of the spiders
in the basement."
she does know, and i agree. because
the body count is very high. i remember
that i hate her, and retract my
acceptance of her thoughts.
it is monday, and i am erratic.
i can hear the shower as she squeezes
all the water from her hair. i am
curled to the corner of the couch
and i can hear the shower turn off.
she asks me, knowing i will have no
"why did you drink all of my coffee?"
she rolls her eyes, and finally states
that she wishes i wouldn't use
her snow-man mug. it is her favorite.
it is sunday, and i am smiling. i
can hear two brothers and two sisters
in the front yard. i am standing on a
chair in the kitchen, examining the
top of the cupboards. she asks me,
knowing i will have a plausible a
Mebius-A248 BioMebius-A248 Bio3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Spartan Tag: A248
Homeworld: New Jerusalem
Birth Date: October 13, 2524
Blood Type: B
Weight: 189 lbs
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Brown
-Affiliation and Military Information-
Affiliation: UNSC Navy
Specialty: Assault, CQC, Electronic Warfare
Born in October 13, 2524, Mebius lived with her father on the colony world of New Jerusalem. Having lost her mother in childbirth, her grief stricken father decided that it would be for the best to start over on a new colony. Sometime in 2531, when the Human-Covenant war had been going on for some years. He and Mebius took a transport ship that departed New Jerusalem, however when they exited slipspace near the Procyon system, their shuttle was attacked and boarded by covenant forces, they began to slaughter any survivors from the initial assault. Her father who was mortally wounded struggled to take her daughter which he loved very dearly to the escape pods,
whisperedillumination dimmed,whispered4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
yet lit as if twilight -
enough to see deep within her eyes,
deep to warmth of soul,
deep to inspiration,
for words to well up,
along side her lips he whispers,
and past her ear,
along her neck,
to where connects with shoulder.
her essense he inhales,
to exhale his words of love,
his gaze arises again
to dwell within her eyes.
so sincere from his soul,
he tells her of his feelings,
in fervent whispers.
he places his palm along her cheek;
leans to lightly kiss forehead, eyes, nose.
then, he takes one finger,
places it beneath her chin,
lifts with care, to bring her lips to his.
he kisses those trembling lips,
so carefully, so gently,
she's unsure there was a kiss.
she wants that kiss so much;
she reaches out in need,
pulls him to her kisses,
for one, two, a third,
a kiss so long and hard,
the kind with aching throat,
with yearning b
A book without a coverA book without a cover,A book without a cover6 years ago in Open More Like This
Lies shivering beneath the sky,
The words bleeding and fading
Amongst an author's soft cry.
A rose without its petals,
Sways sadly in the breeze,
Taking a deep last breath,
And dies in the freeze.
A person without a face,
With no identity or soul,
Stands alone in the crowd,
Following the general flow.
A life without meaning,
Or love or aim or hope,
Sits upon the stone, staring,
Begging for the rope.
new abortion.We are fighters;new abortion.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the ones who breathe on
nothing more than a few
good lies and a vial of
poison and sugar.
We are surrealists;
conspiring against the truth,
grabbing for dreams that
dont exist and monday
mornings of rest.
We are survivors;
the only generation to
have suffered extortion,
with each clutch we gain
on sanity, comes another
at a losshave you, like i,at a loss5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
used up too many words?
has inspiration slipped away,
no verbal thrift
to gift that rainy day?
where look to find
a case to plead,
the field to harvest
this is not selfishness
our souls require release,
crave space to play.
llp - may'10 - dA
the summer wishwe drowned in gold and green,the summer wish6 years ago in Other More Like This
exquisit delight of the day.
oceans hold no comparrison,
to the passion we held.
summer dreams we held close.
of forests and water, insects and dresses.
took words from our hearts and glued
them to paper; but,
do summer wishes come true?
a qualification upon durationdeatha qualification upon duration4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
always a wraith
sometime to loom - then bloom
not a black rose
merely what opens
someday shall close
there is a pact
writ upon birth
signed by first breath
to greet with grace
accept with respect
'you are' is not just
'you're not' is a must -
resiliency given thee
some 'times' might seem heavenly
so long it may last - but
let endings be fast...
llp - oct2010 - dA
I am a poet,not a lasting loveI'm a poet.I am a poet,not a lasting love5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My life wasn't made for happy romances, and two way love.
It was made for literature that makes your heart hurt
because everyone knows they've gone through the same thing or will.
for the martyr of today.When a soul defies its own decay,for the martyr of today.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
does the surrender of mankind collapse?
Does our innocence relapse, and
our thoughts become of immortality?
When a day as such comes form worldly
sacrifice, is it the same effect as fighting
for it rightfully?
In a time of nothing simple, where the
day seems too long and the night is needed,
are we the puppeteers, or the pawns?
Must we create a path so different by choice,
or must we be pushed, forced, and murdered
just to make that very leap?
Have we made ourselves a legacy of immortal
stories, or have we made ourselves into a
tragedy of murder and chaos?
What, exactly, have we become?
a given lifefingers,a given life4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
suggesting mild autism,
may sanction a semi solitude,
of here, [alone], with friends.
a weekend with family,
love - intermingling,
the alone - lingering.
in the solitary.
is this nature - mine,
decreed at birth?
perfection of action,
conveyance of nuance,
my drives, alive.
this life, not theirs,
nor yours, yet
our ideas touch,
across distance and time,
and that... is fine.
such is nature - ours,
endowed at birth.
llp - apr2011 - dA
anticipated justice...shuffle and dealanticipated justice...6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
make no appeal
accept the dance.
keep karma strong
deserve the best.
to truth belong
we wish, we try
oh, hand of fate,
be good to us,
be just to us.
llp - jul'09 - dA
Sound of SilenceAs all sounds fade,Sound of Silence6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
each one before last,
and the world seems small,
when the sound is dead.
We rush in our lives,
to get to our destination,
our future pleasure,
and we look not at the time.
And whn the age comes upon us,
we sit back and wonder,
why we wasted all this time,
on the small things of life.
The most gratifying sound is,
the Sound of Silence.
A being of greatness,
which smites the beast of time.
The guns will cease,
the cars will die,
the bombs will stop,
as the Silence reigns supreme.
The Master Chief Facts 2- When Master Chief's X-Box 360 got the Red Ring of Death. He points a gun at it and says: 'You better not... or else.'; Immediately, his console fixed itself and is good as new.The Master Chief Facts 27 years ago in Humor More Like This
- After fixing his 360. This is how Microsoft fixes all broken 360's.
- The Halo 3 Multiplayer Beta crashed because Master Chief is too good a player.
- Originally, Microsoft wasn't going to extend the warranty. Master Chief 'convinced' them to do so.
- No matter how big the Prince of the Cosmos makes it, Master Chief cannot be rolled up by a katamari.
- Master Chief actually died in the dropship crash in the first Halo game. It's just that the clouds of heaven can't support his weight.
- It's been scientifically proven that hating Master Chief and the Halo series causes fatal accidents. THere has never been a survivor.
- Master Chief's blood was used to make a retail beverage, that beverage is Mountain Dew Game Fuel
- The Legendary Edition replica helmets are actually from Spartans that Master Chi
'as-if'? yes...quantumly... atomically...'as-if'? yes...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
might we reach into their time
to feel the feelings felt
within our ancient heroes?
extend your mind into the void.
entanglement will swirl about,
should it work 'as if' designed,
ideas blossom within, without
a bit of effort,
'as if' intended...
and, 'if' it is,
or 'if' it isn't,
what of the answer
spurs of thought,
propel in new direction
ricochets of reflection.
come these echoes?
do all past events,
cast lasting shadows -
to disentangle quantumly...
backlit by singularity?
llp - oct2010 - dA
some have it backwardthere's nothing snugsome have it backward4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
quite the opposite.
if we are going to live,
they must not do your evil.
llp - jan2011 - dA
expanding circleI.expanding circle5 years ago in Open More Like This
from the singularity,
born the quantum tsunami.
never ending waves persist
in the expanding circle of evolution.
in everything, in everyone,
it was i. now, it is us.
it overtakes our attention,
to surge forward with intention.
to the tipping point,
to the sea change,
as virally we learn,
the circle grows.
and resolve more confidence.
at long last our progress.
to guide final ocean swells.
life by peaceful waters.
we shall know,
in calm or storm,
if we... are soon enough.
llp - oct'09 - dA
The Princess and The KnightNote: Alternative links!The Princess and The Knight3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Google Docs: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1dkK3B1YAututx0RHoVaUv4sO19N5Gjf1Ne7DsCkUVqk/edit
The Princess and The Knight
"And then what happened?"
"Then, the beautiful princess summoned all her magic, and blasted the diamond dogs back to their kingdom!" The older pony fussed about with the little foal's blankets, tucking them in here and there. The filly clutched her little doll tightly in her tiny hooves. "Equestria was safe again, and everypony lived happily ever after. The end."
The small pony yawned. "Was the princess Princess Celestia?"
A cheeky grin. "Maybe."
Cadance and Twilight stifled their giggling, their muted amusement echoing down the stairs and through the empty lower level of the home. The little unicorn's parents were out for the evening, and Cadance had leaped at the opportunity to foalsit for the filly she considered a sister. Her horn briefly glowed
WatchingI was never afraid of the dark. No, I knew in my own way that it was what the darkness held that was worth fearing.Watching4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
But what if it was the dark that I could feel watching me? Not the creatures unknown reaching out clawed hands to tear and rend but the darkness already stroking with velvet fingers?
They say that you are bathed in light and swallowed by darkness, enveloped or consumed.
Light is a fleeting thing, a touch and it's gone. Darkness on the other hand stays with you, engrained deep in your soul; so much that being bathed in light again and again may not remove the deep stain.
But stains of course add character, life lived, meaning to what is done
My SociopathMy sociopath.My Sociopath1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
People are just a means,
To achieve your goals.
You don't really care.
It's all pretend.
I wonder if they can tell?
But I'm different.
I'm your love,
Even if I don't love you,
Even if I can't love you.
You will protect me,
And care for me,
And I will show you kindness.
I will act as if I care,
Because you make me happy.
Your manipulations will get you far,
Just Don't Sleep Away the PainJust Don't Sleep Away the Pain3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The Vietnam War.
Something that Arthur had hoped would never affect his and Alfred's lives.
But war causes pain to everyone, doesn't it?
"Alfred, reconsider, please!" Arthur pleaded with Alfred.
"I'm going, Arthur, and I already signed up." He looked straight into Arthur's eyes. "I have to fight."
"Please! I don't want you to leave me forever!" He clutched Alfred's shirt in his hands.
Tears streamed down his face due to the pain his heart felt right now.
Alfred cupped Arthur's cheek and kissed his forehead. "Please don't cry, Arthur."
He couldn't help it though. "You bloody git! How would you feel if the only person you love might die?!" Sadness was evident in the tone of his words.
"I won't die."
"You're right; I'm going to make sure that you don't. I'm coming with you."
"You heard me, bloody idiot."
"Love you too, man."
It had only been a week since Alfred and Arthur went into Vietnam.
In fact the only words Arthur could use to describe it w
Dear MuseWell, you never cease to amaze.Dear Muse6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You have been here from the very start.
Probably even before that.
You must tire of me some days.
Your pathetic little vessel.
Trying desperately to keep up with the gifts you bestow
Or maybe you enjoy watching me?
Scribbling franticly away.
Do I entertain you on some level?
I suppose I would find all this amusing
A feeble little figure below you
Reliant entirely on your benevolence.
Of course you have a hand in this.
Even as I write this letter or poem or even a plea
You are around, pinching and prodding
I see you as a sort of Hephaestus
Tempering and honing until a shining idea appears
Which you plunge, still hissing into my mind.
I relish this surge of fire.
This spasm, urging me to write, to pour
To deliver to the world, your vision.
I thank you, my saviour, my saint
My Prince Charming and my Quasimodo
Whoever you are. I am indebted.
Alice of Human SacrificeAlice of Human Sacrifice4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Aru tokoro ni, chiisa na yume ga arimashita. Dare ga mita no ka wakaranai,
sore wa chiisa na yume deshita. Chiisa na yume wa omoimashita.
Kono mama kiete iku no wa iya da.
Dousureba, hito ni boku o mite moraeru darou.
chiisa na yume wa kangaete kangaete, soshite tsui ni omoitsukimashita.
Ningen o jibun no naka ni mayoikomasete, sekai o tsukurasereba ii to."
ichibanme ARISU wa isamashiku ken o katate ni, fushigi no kuni.
ironna mono o kirisutete, makka na michi o shiite itta.
sonna ARISU wa, mori no oku.
tsumibito no you ni tojikomerarete.
mori ni dekita michi igai ni, kanojo no sei o shiru sube wa nashi.
nibanme ARISU wa otonashiku uta o utatte, fushigi no kuni.
ironna oto o afuresasete, kurutta sekai o umidashita.
sonna ARISU wa, bara no hana.
ikareta otoko ni uchikorosarete.
makka na hana o ichirin sakase minna ni mederare karete yuku.
sanbanme ARISU wa osanai ko. kirei na sugata de, fushigi no kuni.
ironna hito o madowasete, okashi na kuni o tsukuriageta.
sonna ARISU wa, k