Tides of Earth and SkyTides of Earth and Sky2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the ache of soul carried the torch of dreams into the sky
Upon scent of mortal thirst destiny whispered in myriad
rapture of folding tides..
Lo the mythic shore, where I — a phantasm of love bleeds
into the ether of velvet sky & ocean hymn...
Lost in the wine of omni-dreaming, for our passion tis but
the humble audience of eternity
In jeweled horizons the Goddess feasts; her gaze I cannot flee
I have crossed oceans of time & drank the song of worlds
My spirit forever slain in the beauty of her immortal sea
— Arthur Crow © 2012
FishermenFishermen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
from tiny boats,
sampans and coracles -
red sails threading the sky
like poppies in the autumn sun.
Whales slip through waves
hunting silvered krill
and the spiny dusk
of urchins clinging to the sand.
And they wait
for lines to pull
their hands under
glistening with eel
hauling the afternoon
back to market
in hempen nets.
Chilly Valentine's DayChilly Valentine's Day4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Title: A Chilly Valentine Day
Pairing: Tsurara(Yuki Onna) X Rikuo(Yokai ver.) [duh...who else?]
Summary: Tsurara learned that humans these days celebrate Valentines Day and give
home-made chocolate to someone they love. She was really excited and
decided to make one to her beloved Master, Rikuo. Though she didn't
expected something else to happen.
---14 February---7.00 a.m.---
Tsurara wore her usual school uniform and quickly made her way to Rikuo's room. Soon she saw her master already dress up in his school uniform and as soon he saw her, he smile and greet her morning.
"Ah Tsurara, good morning.", he greet and Tsurara just smiled and greet back with her usual cheerful tone. Then the two of them went towards the entrance and there they saw Aotoba in his human form waiting for both of them.
I Love YouHow many timesI Love You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
am I allowed
to say it?
Is there a limit?
Does the phrase
lose its value
To me, it does not.
But how else
can I express
of what I'm feeling?
when I tell you
I love you
I think you're beautiful,
that your eyes
see straight into
and that your voice
is the very melody
to which my blood flows.
that I care
I want you to be
safe and well,
that I long for you.
And how can I stop
put it into words,
when the emotion
And how deeply I wish
I could bury my face
in your shoulder,
and hold you
the rest of the world
How strange it is
that you can't
seem to see
what it is about you
that draws me in closer.
It's not what I don't know,
it's what I do,
and the secrets
of your soul
on my own.
So when I say
I love you,
I only mean
to make up for
the thousands of times
I couldn't speak to you,
when I dreamed of you
when I stared
.the sun did not.9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
kiss my skin
yesterday, he slept
face around noon
and then went back
to bed; the
Young forever Sealand X ReaderYoung forever Sealand X Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sealand walked up to you with a box in his hands and set it before you. "I got a little something for us!" He said, looking at you with beaming eyes. "I really want to play it with you, ___!" He smiled cheerfully and tugged at your shirt.
"What is it, Sealand?" He pulled you toward him and took you to the gaming room.
"I got all these game systems and games from America, and I really wanted to play with you! I thought I could show you how good I actually am! I think I might even be better than Japan!" He hurriedly set up the systems and looked at you eagerly. "I can't wait!"
Sealand seemed to have liked you for a long time now, you were a small and unknown girl, which made you both get along very well. "Well how about soul caliber then!? My favorite is Cervantes!" He grabbed the controller and tossed you the other one, switching on the power.
"Just wait! You'll see how good I am. " The game began. Sealand was so fast at his fingers that you couldn't even recover from his attacks. Time
Tell me, WhyTell me, Why2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tell me Why,
Why must things be this way,
You were the only person,
The only person who I could,
Truly open up to,
Now I am hesitating,
Just not sure why,
Unable to make eye contact with you lately,
Unable to speak to you clearly,
Unable to act cheerfully,
As I always have been around you.
Why must things be this way,
I may have no one else,
That I can open my mind to,
I may have no once else,
That can comprehend my thoughts,
I may have no one else,
That may be able to tell,
That I am not being, my usual self,
Why must I feel this way,
When clearly I am not sure why.
What exactly is going on with me,
When I am around you lately.
What is making me feel uncomfortable,
When I am around you lately.
What is making me waver,
When I am around you lately?
But until, I figure out why,
I can only, Stay away,
Away from you,
Even if, I don't wish to,
You're Just...You're Just...2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
My heart skips a beat, like a skipping stone,
It's a rush.
It's like moonlight. To fade away,
it takes a word that's longer than a while
sweet as the sound of a chime
like the words of a poem that rhyme.
like soft rose petals. I'm taking dips
in the ocean of your talk.
when you walk that walk.
freezes time, oh, I can write a book.
the only one I see now.
WonderlandThe woman called Alice walks alone through the hollow streets, a seed planted in her sterile heart and a rifle sleeping in her belt. Last night, she'd witnessed the popping of Pérignon, and a dazzling display of fireworks, complete with alcohol-polished emotions and hundreds of thousands of citizens pulsing rowdy fanfare. She'd netted her highest number of kills that fateful day. Blood still rests in the creases of her palms.Wonderland6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
A streetlamp greets her brightly with its mild glow, and alerts her to a dirty and disheveled homeless man groveling for money on the other side of the street. The young couple next to him give a feeble attempt to back away, claiming they have none to spare.
"Lies," Alice whispers. She can easily see the pearls jingling from the lady's neck, and a well-crisped suit guarding the young man from the night chill. Money is more than expendable to them. And this city could do without this attractive mask of a couple. They, too, are expendable. Alice begins t
Can't Be Done- Eren Jaeger x Reader Part 2 of 2Can't Be Done- Eren Jaeger x Reader Part 2 of 29 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I could do ten cartwheels with my gear even with my shirt off!"
Everyone including yourself silently stared at Eren after he had made his claim, but the wild-haired boy showed no indication of his embarrassment as his peers continued to look at him with slight confusion. He continued to stare into your eyes with the same fire burning through his own. It was only when you cast away your confused expression and spoke that he came out of his trance. You put on a gentle smile.
"What do you mean, Eren?"
It was at that instant that Eren began to feel the embarrassment of the situation he had walked into. You peered up at him with a polite smile as the rest of the now listening cadets were awaiting further discussion and Eren could feel his steel-like confidence slowly ebb out of him. You noticed that his face had turned a deep crimson at an incredible speed. 'I guess so much attention can get to anybody,' you thought.
Eren's face was now contorted in what could best be des
Thank You My LoverThank You, My LoverThank You My Lover5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Thank you for being with me
Thank you for caring for me.
Thank you for loving me
Without your love,
I would have lost my sanity long ago
I would have given up on life.
There is no sense of living.
You soothe me
With your words.
You loved me
With your actions.
Your hands caressed my face,
Letting me know you are with me always.
You comfort me, you cared for me,
You loved me.
So, again, I say,
Thank You, my Lover.
Hades and Persephone (Part 5)Hades and Persephone (Part 5)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
PERSEPHONE SAT IN HER ROOM, glancing at the window. There was not much to look at. Hades had put her room away from the others, toward the wastelands of the Underworld, the empty lands, where there was nothing much besides black ground and pillars of smoke. She knew that if her room were at the other end of the palace, she would see fire and destruction.
Hades had said he would return in a day or two. That meant she still had a slight chance to get out. Not of the Underworld. She knew that was impossible. She wanted to at least see the gardens. If anything, they were still growing things, and they offered no ridicule or emotions.
She stood, walking over to her door, opening it so there was only a small crack. The large, black dog outside of her door was sleeping soundly, even snoring slightly. The snore was deep and ragged, more like a growl with each inhale.
Persephone slid out of her door, shutting the door softly. The dog did not stir.
She continued her w
.a scalpel from.9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
wrist to elbow-
you will not be
living under my
WeirdThe alarm clock tells you loud and clearWeird2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's time to get your act together, dear
So force yourself to get out of bed
Forget what all those people said
Now's the time to change your routine
Of spending all day with the laptop screen
It's time to dress up like you used to
It's time to be the brand new you
So wipe all those silly tears away
Because we're living for today
The past is long gone, it's time for change
So dress how you want, no matter how strange
And wear whatever makeup you want
You're brave enough to do what the haters can't
As long as it makes you feel good about yourself
Then what is it to do with anyone else?
Show the people that hurt you so
That you will never sink as low
Show them that you're still yourself
That you won't simply be put on the shelf
Bare your teeth and they'll get scared
Do the things they never dared
In time you'll see their jealousy
In time they'll copy you and me
You see, they live with conformity
A dangerous thing, as you can see
Break that pattern
End RemembranceEnd Remembrance2 years ago in Historical More Like This
Remembrance Day originates at the end of World War I. The idea is to honor those who died in the line of duty, defending their country from enemies. For all its pompous words and fancy granite memorials littered with colorful flower bouquets, Remembrance Day and others like it have failed miserably in achieving this goal.
I've often been criticized as having no respect, and that can be an impediment when discussing certain topics. However, I am often in luck – hypocrisy deserves no respect. What changed as a result of the enormous sacrifice of those who died in WW1? As the first bombs of WW2 fell just two decades later, millions once again obediently lined up under various pieces of colored cloths to slaughter and be slaughtered. It became obvious that absolutely nothing had changed, and that the millions of WW1 had died in vain.
Most would agree that all that lip service paid to the sacrifice between the two world wars wasn't good enough. To truly honor their sacrifice would be
Ghiralink-Once Upon A Time ~ch 2The small boy walked down the hallway, looking through every door until he came to the the open spaced kitchen and dinning room.Ghiralink-Once Upon A Time ~ch 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Zelda? Are you here?" he spoke loud enough for her to her but quiet enough not to wake Ghirahim.
As soon as link had walked out the door to look for zelda, he turned his head to see ghirahim already dozing off.
Walking over the table, he saw a brown note, covered in Zelda's beautiful script handwriting.
How was your trip?
I'm really sorry but I had to go up to skyloft,
I'll be back soon, I promise.
Link let out a heavy sigh as he walked to one of the cupboards to look for the first aid.
He kneeled on the floor and started to crawl in, poking his head in, putting all the weight onto his hands. There wasn't much light shining in the cardboard and everything was like a dark blob, seeming to merge together. One hand fumbled around feeling for a wooden box. He found it and h
AltMal: Rainy MorningsAltaïr likes the rainy days, the mornings especially.AltMal: Rainy Mornings1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
They allow him to stay in bed just a little longer, and there’s nothing quite like the steady sound of raindrops hitting the world outside, especially when combined with the steady breathing of the man next to him.
Altaïr always wakes up a little earlier on those rainy mornings; it’s almost like his subconsiousness hears it in his sleeping state and wakes him up, just so he can listen, just so he can stay awake a bit longer and just listen.
Altaïr is never as relaxed as during those prescious moments.
His days are filled with work, with training, with missions, with other people.
But the rainy mornings offers him peace for just a little while longer.
Offers him time with Malik for just a little while longer.
The name slips easily of his tongue, a loving caress he himself can barely hear over the steady sound of water from outside.
And yet Malik hears it.
Maybe the sound of his name com
Satellitesi.Satellites11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
i'd like to transmit to you a satellite signal and warn you that
you're in orbit of
the world that mistook you for another,
home, where your wings were folded into scrapped paper,
later overflowing with ink
me, the one who you let drown in tears,
for my sake
but dear, they're setting the sky on fire again
and the satellites are as far from earth as you and i
i'd like to warn you that the stars don't circle the
planets anymore, and your wings are smothered in soot
but the world doesn't know your name
you're lost among the constellations,
one in too many
you're in danger of crashing into another
fly to me, the rain has not yet embraced you in the mist
fall to me, the muddied soil has not yet carried you
if we took a moment to realize that the sky is impossible to burn
i'd like to transmit to you a satellite signal and remind you that
(no matter how far above earth you grace)
you're never too far from home
Prussia x Reader: tac tak tacPrussia x Reader: tac tak tac10 months ago in Romance More Like This
It had been two months now since you moved into the Beilschmidt house. Ludwig had decided that you were too lonely in your one-room apartment building, and said that you could live with them and only pay half of your previous monthly rent. First, you were not sure how to react to his offer, but soon, you took up the deal that he'd given you. You set up your room, and tucked yourself into bed. "tac tak tac" You heard a constant tapping from the other room. "tac tak tac" It didn't stop. "tac tak tac" You were compelled to find its source.
You quietly slipped out of your bedroom door... light, almost inaudible thumps from you walking on your tip-toes... and you opened the neighboring door: There was a man tap-tapping away on a laptop, smiling down at his glowing screen. You tried to slip away unnoticed, having found out the cause of the noise, but he quickly spotted you-
"Kesese~ So mein little bruder's friend has decided to p
Those Nights: Epilogue GhiralinkThose Nights: Epilogue Ghiralink2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I really couldn't tell you how long I had stayed after the night we finally held our first conversation with one another. I spent a long time after that night trying to find any solution to everything to make both the Skyloftians and demons happy and able to live with each other on the surface, but with the revival of someone as evil and heartless as Demise it was simply impossible. I don't know why Ghirahim was so bent on bringing him back anyway; he even seemed flabbergasted when Demise cast him aside like a piece of trash that fateful day. There was no way to remedy any of it really and guilt still floods my heart this very moment just contemplating how everything came to an abrupt end for us, and him. Let me start from the beginning though, I digress.
The night we were able to talk about the situation as it stood in honesty with each other I told Ghirahim that I needed release to fulfill my destiny as the Goddess's chosen hero. He didn't disagree with me for a moment, and I really
His Better HalfBride/GroomHis Better Half10 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
i will tear all the ghosts from your dreamsi cracked my heart open and left it on the porch in the suni will tear all the ghosts from your dreams9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
i let flowers grow up through my ribcage and birds nest in the hollows of my head
i do not regret it
even when the rain pours in and fills the spaces behind my eyes
and when i watch the flowers shed their wilted petals to lay like tiny corpses at my feet
i wasthey were beautiful once
and maybe one day
ithey will be beautiful again
What is loveShe has these long, storm fingers.What is love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The kind that leave me wide-eyed and angry.
This gargoyle heart that beats 6 times slower than it should
As she loves to leave me with half finished sentences
and a p o e t i c tongue covered in ink.
She spreads jealous heat along my cheeks,
as my nights are filled with stardust dreams.
Her words fight off hurricane nightmares.
She is a ribcage embrace,
warming these thin origami bones and
tattooing monochromatic love stories along my curves.
Poetry AnalysisI was given poetryPoetry Analysis1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Told to pin
her arms and legs
down on my paper;
Take my pen & tear her open
Expose her limbs
And rearrange her vertebrae
to fit my selfish needs
But what the teacher doesn't know
is I already let mine escape
Clutching to the secrets
that still remain inside her
Where they belong