Spuren im Sand - Footprints in the SandSpuren im Sand - Footprints in the Sand6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Deutsch / German
*** Spuren im Sand ***
Eines Nachts hatte ich einen Traum:
Ich ging am Meer entlang mit meinem Herrn.
Vor dem dunklen Nachthimmel
erstrahlten, Streiflichtern gleich,
Bilder aus meinem Leben.
Und jedes Mal sah ich zwei Fußspuren im Sand,
meine eigene und die meines Herrn.
Als das letzte Bild an meinen Augen
vorüber gezogen war, blickte ich zurück.
Ich erschrak, als ich entdeckte,
dass an vielen Stellen meines Lebensweges
nur eine Spur zu sehen war.
Und das waren gerade die schwersten
Zeiten meines Lebens.
Besorgt fragte ich den Herrn:
„Herr, als ich anfing, dir nachzufolgen,
da hast du mir versprochen,
Paralysed By PerfectionParalysed By Perfection4 months ago in Emotional More Like This
Paralysed By Perfection
When you visualise the outcome
all you can see is failure.
You can't imagine anything good
It seems like a lot of work to start,
an enormous hurdle.
You might not like what you do,
it might be an embarrassment to yourself.
If you don't show it anyone then who will know
so does it matter?
It feels weird to start, forbidden and uncomfortable.
What if ideas don't come? What if it can't be expressed as I like?
I try to remember Bob Ross and his 'happy accidents'.
Does anything excellent come from the first attempt anyway?
Probably sometimes when you're in that flow
but if you've been locked down and bloc
Let Me Know How That Works Out For You...by Charles Kunkle Jr. (aka fraterchaos)Let Me Know How That Works Out For You...6 months ago in Editorial More Like This
Ever since the 2012 election, there has been an ongoing discussion about how the republican party can regain it's influence. Many ideas have been put forward, basically from two camps. The moderate republicans say they need to find a way to appeal to the general population more, basically becoming more "center-right" and then there is the bat-crap crazy, ultra-conservative wing (sometimes called the TEA Party) which firmly believes becoming even more intransigent, more unintelligent, and basically, far more bat-crap crazy, is the way to win elections... I think anyone with a bit of sense can see that
DREAMING OF THE DARK ANGEL ~ #4 in Dark Angel SagaStrondar rubbed his tired eyesDREAMING OF THE DARK ANGEL ~ #4 in Dark Angel Saga8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That were red, as if he'd wept,
Another night had dragged on by
And again he'd hardly slept.
He felt he should remember something,
That he almost had forgotten,
But when he tried, the thought turned to dust,
Like a parchment that is rotten.
He knew the name Classidia,
And saw the image of a girl,
Bur also blood and violence
And darkness in a whirl.
Yet there was no fear of the name
Or the thoughts he had in part,
And somehow he must find the truth
To fill the void within his heart.
Three nights ago he was attacked
Of this there is no doubt,
But the details were elusive,
Had he only been knocke
DARK ANGEL OF THE NIGHT. (#2 In Dark Angel Saga)A cold dark nightDARK ANGEL OF THE NIGHT. (#2 In Dark Angel Saga)9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A pale moon rising,
The bat she leaves the belfry
The vampire's on the wing.
Her bright eyes are red lightning
She rides the sky like thunder,
The yearning is upon her
She seeks to slake her hunger.
Her preternatural hearing
Captures sounds from far below,
A young thief alone is walking,
Her urge begins to grow.
Landing, she takes human form
Concealed behind a tree,
Classidia's the beauty all in black
With skin like ivory.
Her fluidity of movement,
Brings her within his sight,
An enchantress of such promise,
A Dark Angel of the night.
He moves towards her willingly,
With only passion in his eyes;
a questionOk I got a question... if we have to give rich people and big business more tax cuts, because they are "job creators"... so my question is, you've had these tax cuts for at least 8 years now, some for 11 years, and where the are the jobs????a question10 months ago in Editorial More Like This
George Bush gave you tax cuts in 2001, and more in 2003... you have had them all this time, but instead of creating any jobs, you've lost jobs!!!!! So give me this crap about tax cuts creating jobs... what are they going to do if we don't give them tax cuts, not create even more jobs????? And why should we let the rich and corporate jackals hold us hostage?
Tax cuts at the expense of the middle class d
My Thoughts About The Election We have just seen, in the United States of America, the first mixed race African-American and Caucasian President re-elected for his second term. I believe this election sends a number of clear messages and I feel it behooves us to understand what these messages are.My Thoughts About The Election7 months ago in Editorial More Like This
First and foremost, what I would call the most important thing the Republican Party should learn from this is that you cannot infringe on the rights of citizens. If you try to take away the rights of women, of immigrants, of people with alternative lifestyles, you will continue to lose. This is the Twenty First century guys... things have changed, and you REALLY need to get with the times.
Second, it is very very evident that the American people no longer believe the old conservative line (or should I say lie?) about tax breaks for the wealthy creating jobs. You need to look no further than recent history, each time we have chosen a Republican and enacted these sorts of tax cuts, we have lost jobs
DARK ANGEL IN DESPAIR (#3 In The Dark Angel Saga)Classidia feeds in the moonlightDARK ANGEL IN DESPAIR (#3 In The Dark Angel Saga)8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Whilst dreaming of the sun,
A million stars may light the night,
But for her there's only one.
Many years have drifted past
Since last she saw a sunrise,
The Dark Angel with a heart of gold,
And The Vampire Queen still cries.
Times flies if you are having fun,
You don't notice that it's passing;
But when one becomes immortal,
Then it's truly everlasting.
One can face eternity
If there's someone there to share it,
But her anger just feeds madness,
And no longer can she bear it.
The evil Nemset took her life
In more than just one way;
She was brought across, her lover died,
On that Godforsaken
Not This Sh*t AgainNot This Sh*t AgainNot This Sh*t Again6 months ago in Editorial More Like This
By Charles Kunkle Jr (aka fraterchaos)
On Friday, in Jacksonville, Florida, Michael Dunn, a 45 year old man shot to death a 17 year old black teen over loud music. It seems that Jordan Davis was a passenger in a car with some friends, in a parking lot of a convenience store, and the teens were listening to loud music on the car stereo. When Mr. Dunn ordered them to turn down the music, they ignored his demands.
Apparently, this gave Mr Dunn all the excuse he needed, to begin firing randomly into the car. He fired at least 8 times, yet only hit Davis (or anyone else) twice. And after the shooting he fled the scene. Bys
Let's Talk factsLet's Talk FactsLet's Talk facts5 months ago in Editorial More Like This
by Charles Kunkle Jr. (aka fraterchaos)
In the wake of the tragedy in Newtown Conn. this past week, there's been a lot of stuff bandied about, and I have made no secret of my opinions about the subject. Personally, I fully favor a semi-automatic assault weapons ban, and a ban on high capacity magazines. I have met with a good deal of opposition on this, by people who make numerous claims and excuses and arguments that to me, simply don't wash.
One of the things we've been hearing a lot of, is the "arm the teachers" argument. In some ways, this almost sounds like it makes sense... if those teachers had had guns, they coul
A Questionby Charles Kunkle Jr (fraterchaos)A Question2 months ago in Editorial More Like This
Recently, we've all been hearing a lot about the Keystone XL Pipeline and "Tar Sands Oil". There has been much said and written concerning this, both pro and con. And with the recent pipeline spills, the subject seems to be heating up. But there is a question that, so far, I have not heard anyone asking, and most certainly have not heard anyone even trying to answer.
Now, granted, it's possible someone has asked this question, and it's even possible it's been answered, and I simply missed it, but I'd still like to know the answer, if there's anyone who can actually explain it...
TEARSLife is one big teardrop,TEARS9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Rolling down a frozen cheek,
Sliding off a plastic face,
To fall at no ones feet.
Crystal pools of liquid life,
Disappear, as they fall.
Can the result of so much torment,
Have no effect at all?
Will the tears of endless suffering
Bring life to a desolate plain?
If so, there is no shortage,
For the tears fall like rain.
DEAD I AMDEAD I AMDEAD I AM3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I SEE THE DEAD WATCHING WITH DEATHLY EYES
I HEAR THE DEAD WHISPERING WICKED LULLABIES
I FEEL THE DEAD TOUCHED BY ROTTING FINGERTIPS
CREEPING ALONG MY QUIVERING LIPS
I FEAR THE DEAD THEIR GHASTLY DESIRE TO DISEMBOWEL
SCREAMING AS I WRITHE AND HOWL
I AM NOW ONE OF THE DEAD
A DREAM I HAVE LONG SINCE DREAD
FESTERING INSIDE MY HEAD ....
Hole againI am blue; I am down; I am depressed;Hole again8 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am beaten; I am pummeled and suppressed!
Walked on like a doormat,
My soul, it bleeds blood-red.
I move outside the flow of life
I am the living dead.
My empty heart is aching
Yet longing to be killed,
So the vacuous pain within me
Stops waiting to be filled.
WonderlandWhat of pain?Wonderland9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And what of love?
What of push?
And what of shove?
Check that watch you're running late!
The Queen of hearts will not wait!
A fairy tale is but grim
It's life that's really dark and dim.
Life's a hole that leads nowhere
A Cheshire Cat that's full of air!
Escapism needs mind-bending,
A feast of mushrooms that's unending.
Your head of voices starts to natter
Your secret soul a dark Mad Hatter.
But what of Love?
Is it just all malice?
Yeah; Stuff the Rabbit!
And Screw you, Alice!!!
Final BattleFinal BattleFinal Battle2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
While standing in the rain,
as the wet droplets rain down upon His face.
he thinks...Is this truly loneliness....
And then with a sob he says. I'm alone...In this world
Then out of the seemingly endless darkness of night A voice says
You are never alone Silly
You will always have your friends.
See. Then out of the darkness is a small glimmer of light
And all of his friends appeared
As he looks upon them all
"Yeah...your right My friends are always with me Even in my heart"
"They all give me strength to continue fighting
Come on guys Lets end this"
in the never ending darkness
The small glimmer grew bigger the the darkness Disp
You know what you fear right?.You know what you fear right?.You know what you fear right?.2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Well I'm what you fear.
I'm am the darkness in your heart that awaits freedom.
The longer I'm locked up in your heart, the more you fear me.
There is no way to rid your heart of the darkness which is me.
Which you fear for the eternity of your life.
I'm in all human hearts, awaiting freedom.
You fear me... there is nothing you can do.
I will be there forever more awaiting freedom.
Fenna - Chapter 2Chapter 2Fenna - Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My horse's, hooves thudded and clopped along the cobblestones. She snorted as heavy droplets of rain began to fall from the sky. They pitter-pattered on the stone, gentle rhythms in stark contrast with those of Copper's walking. Windows were closed and laundry was removed from lines on balconies above us, the city was retreating into itself for the coming downpour. A thin mist rose from the cobblestones and began to snake its way through the streets. Copper's hooves split it as they trotted though. I smiled at the sky, enjoying the feeling of the rain softly falling to my face, trusting Copper to know the way home, I let go
Day 2 - Day 29How do I put it into words? Everything that's filling up my heart and making it ache with the secrets and emotions trapped inside everything that I've ever feared, or fear now every dream I've ever had, it's all hinging on you now, and I don't know if I'm strong enough to survive letting that go. I've made myself so hard a person, strong enough to repel everyone around me, just to be able to contain it inside, and now I'm afraid to let anyone in lest those defenses fail and I melt , carried away in the flood that has become my very essence. I'm afraid so afraid of losing you, but also of losing myself in you. I'm afraid thatDay 2 - Day 293 years ago in Letters More Like This
Missing In Memories- ProlougePrologueMissing In Memories- Prolouge3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Whispers; Shadows of the dead, most of them go back to the abyss where they came from when their hosts die. But when their host dies in a way it wasn't supposed to, the shadow stays here on earth searching for its lifeless host. The whispers feed off of human emotions, warping our thoughts, feeding us lies, up until the point of doing something that wasn't meant to be done. Causing humans to fight, kill hurt us to the point where we just don't have the will to live anymore.
Only one known person can control the shadows powers, well monster now, he was a government experiment to see and record the long term effects of the whispers.
Crazy in the Fog ch.3Once again my friend and I were texting we are currently doing this chapter as a team instead of just one of us writing it. Hopefully you enjoy if you do review (lol that rhymes ) little loopy off sugar right now...Crazy in the Fog ch.33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Disclaimer: Hetalia does not belong to either of us. It belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya.
Italy comes up to Germany excitedly, holding his phone in his hand. "Ve~! Germany! America invited us and a bunch of other countries to hang out at the beach!"
"When?" Germany asked unenthusiastically.
"1:00. We will also have ice-cream later! Ve~!"
"Okay, we can go then I gue
TOS PrologueDeep in the forests of Sasuga, a tribe of anthropomorphic wolves resides known as Lonnuas. A few of the members, however, have folded down ears and rounder features closer to that of a modern, domesticated canine. One of them, who was called James, lounged about in a tree by the edge of the Lonnuas camp. He was of an average height and build, not being toned but not muscular either. He was covered from head to toe with soft, light brown fur, and his ears were large and floppy. The only clothes he wore were a pair of old jeans that were loose enough to reveal the top inch of his plaid boxers. His deep blue gaze was focused into the foresTOS Prologue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lost In ConfusionI feel like I have lost my way.Lost In Confusion3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Cannot distinguish, night from day.
My mind is all over, the bay and
My heart has begun to decay!
I'm feeling ever so blue.
Body telling me, I'm such an old moo.
Stuck together by glue, everything
Has gone down the loo!
I need to get out.
But i sit in doubt.
wandering aimlessly, just
Waiting for that clout!
Where do I go?
You expect me to know?!
I am as thick as dough and
My mind is about to BLOW!!
ChangesLike I know what I'm doing.Changes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like I know who I'm using.
I can never tell when.
The changes keep changing me.
I don't always know what I'm doing,
I can't see when I'm changing,
untill I've already changed.
My life keeps crumbling.
I wouldn't be able to do this,
it's my curse which is my life.
Cries of a weak heart calling out,
crying, but won't shed a tear.
Hope dies and hope is born,
but my life has always been absence.
It's nothing that I should care of,
since I care of nothing else.
Let out the beast that you hide,
your facade doesn't work all the time.
Can you really live with those lies?
Soon it will start to react.