M.A.R.S. Invasion Page 4The cool heavy rain eventually revived Panther Girl, who stared at the storm too. A few moments after she had revived, the storm had worsened. Panther Girl had attempted to remember cases in which a storm had erupted, but most cases had involved either an Old One or Miskatonic University. The storm raged for almost two hours and immobilized everyone there. Meanwhile, Professor Harnosette grew impatient and restless. He ordered a small carrier [which had been stolen from a local transporter] and headed for the museum grounds along with two assistants.
As the storm finally abated, the carrier arrived and Harnosette and his lackeys alighted. He was astonished at the scene. The lawn outside the main doors of the museum had become a virtual swamp.
"'Odds bodkins!" as Shakespeare had it. The British Museum is in a swamp! Hardwick, hand over the stone at once!"
"I am trying, Professor!"
"Merton! Sedgwick! Go and help him. Hurry!"
"At once, Professor."
Whilst the two assistants joined Ha
The Dark ManThe Dark Man*The Dark Man10 months 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
Dancing HeartDancing HeartDancing Heart7 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
A Holiday Much Hoped ForA Holiday Much Hoped ForA Holiday Much Hoped For7 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
Counting DaysCounting DaysCounting Days7 months 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 Name8 months 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 Side7 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
Rain Poem #33Rain Poem #33Rain Poem #332 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
The rain fell in a torrent tonight
We lay in bed and listened
The voice of the rain was soft and low
It nearly lulled us to sleep
We turned to gaze at each other
She smiled and whispered to me
I reached over to embrace her
Safe and sound she was in my arms♥
The rain may fall for one hour
It may fall all night long
It may not stop until morning
We neither know nor care
There is always one another
~~~Let the rain pour down~~~♥
Creature of the NightCreature of the NightCreature of the Night9 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Bright sun stabs my eyes
Low oxygen makes moving slow and hard
I belong to the night
Purpose.Purpose.Purpose.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What would a story be?
If there was no one there to read it.
What would dreams be?
If there was no one there to conceive it.
What would a picture be?
If there was no one there to see it.
What would a secret be?
If there was no one there to keep it.
What would love be?
If there was no one there to feel it.
What would a song be?
If there was no one there to sing it.
What would the truth be?
If there was no one there to admit it.
What would advice be?
If there was no one there to give it.
What would life be?
If there was no one there to live it.
Queen For (Ever and) A DayQueen For (Ever and) A DayQueen For (Ever and) A Day7 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
CelesteCelesteCeleste8 months 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
The Raven IIThe Raven IIThe Raven II3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Lying upon my bed of cotton
The one I loved gone, but not forgotten
Still my heart remembers and adores
I speak her name time and again
I try to rest and forget my pain
But that familiar voice cries "Never more!"
High upon my doorstep, sitting
Still as that bust of Pallas, never flitting
The raven watches and waits for me to die
It follows my hand as i attempt to write
It follows me to my bed in the night
I cannot ignore it, though I try
My heart and mind are consumed by worry
Still I hear that wnged fury
It remains in my chambers 7 X 24
"Get you gone, you winged devil!
No longer fill my life with your evil!
Leave me alone with her who I adore!"
But the raven still is sitting, still is sitting
Upon that bust of Pallas on my chamber door
Still that awful voice is creaking
Still that awful voice is shrieking
Those two words I have heard so oft before:
Rewards of DevotionRewards of DevotionRewards of Devotion7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
For my sincere vow
To stay beside my love
Through whatever may come
Before those high above
And even now
Comfort, security, prosperity, joy
And her ceaseless devotion
For which they gave her to me
Her heart, indeed her whole being,
Is my great treasure
Only LoveOnly LoveOnly Love10 months 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
My ObsessionMy ObsessionMy Obsession1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
They came and warned me
They worried about their charge
Her face wore a look of longing
I never forgot
But despite that I have taken care
Her heart remains strong
Like the finest crystal
So we lie together
Whispering words of devotion
Vowing never to part
She is my one obsession
I know that I am hers
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!"
Love IsLove IsLove Is7 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
Tick TockTick TockTick Tock9 months 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
His TreasureHis TreasureHis Treasure6 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
My heart is his treasure
Locked in the vault of his love
Safe and sound forever
What Lies BehindWhat Lies BehindWhat Lies Behind10 months 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.
Come BackWill you come back?Come Back2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wish you'd return.
But your hatred,
I always seem to spurn.
That's why I did it.
I made things this way.
You know that I had to.
What else can I say?
I really do miss you.
It's so lonely here,
But your wrath,
I really do fear.
Is there a balance.
Maybe I'll ask.
Finding the sweet spot,
Will be quite a task.
If we can be happy,
Just me and you.
There isn't anything,
I wouldn't do.
The Mist HouseThe Mist HouseThe Mist House9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
From Lovecraft’s “Strange High House in the Mist”
High up out of view
Half obscured by the mist
There stands a house of two floors
Empty and silent as a tomb
Surveyors came and went
Buyers ran away in awe
Nobody bought or rented the place
Until even today
In the town below
They mutter rumors of haunted halls
And strange shapes dancing in the mist
An unearthly ballet
To the music of the spheres