The JourneyShadows dance along
The endless strip of
Asphalt. I walk down the
Line of never ending black,
Never leaving my dispute with
"A knocking at my chamber door,
The world shall end in ice.
Behold! The Light Brigade!
Tiger, Tiger, burning bright."
Words repeat, never-ceasing,
Echoing along the grey matter ramparts
That wall the language
What is this
To anyone else?
My limbs tremble with
Fatigue, sweat rolling,
Hitting the paved road ahead.
"When will this end?" I cry,
Stumbling in my stride as I
Fall to my knees.
My breath is short;
My hands are worn,
And my bones grow weary.
My arms shudder, as does
A New StreakBlades of light glimmer off the mist,A New Streak5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Swirling in the autumn breeze.
Leaves drift off the light wind,
Brushing against my face.
I exhale, taking in the air around
The forest where I sit.
The crack of a twig
Snapping in the distance.
My eyes fly open, my hand to my sword.
The blade gleams in the mid-day sun.
I am ready to defend my sacred oath.
I leap from the stone steps. I rest
Atop the temple I guard with
I turn my head, scanning the trees
To the left of me. I see a silhouette
Moving in the distance.
I crouch, laying low to the ground,
Listening for the footsteps of
My target. I see him, watching the f
SilhouetteSilhouette4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Beautifully horrific. The only words that would grace Ellen's broken mind as the world caressed her behind its mask of mockery were those of such graceful contradiction. An elegant oxymoron that spoke so much with so little.
Ellen knew of art; she had blessed the world with masterpieces ranging to the grandeur of creation to the minuscule life of a lone organism. Her brush staining the canvas with a surfeit abundance of tints and tones inspired all that watched her expertise show. The rising sun over the green hills of her home; the endless expanse of twinkling dynamos and streaks of light that cut through the sky; or the falling tears of t
Like Mist in the WindSometimes I wish that I were the sun.Like Mist in the Wind5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
So that I may warm the world in my glow.
To let my tendrils wrap around those I guard
And shield them from harm.
But my glow burns the skin
And breaks the fragile surface
Of what I strive to protect.
And so I dim my light,
fading back into darkness.
Sometimes I wish I was snow.
So that I may bewilder the earthly mind
In my crystal white beauty.
To bring the broken back together
In the light within their homes.
But the chill of my gales
Numbs to sullen heart
And rends the skin like sand.
And so I melt into water
And seep back into the dirt.
Sometimes I wish I were rain
Proof of loyalty: Claire de LunaIt was late afternoon in the little port town I had occupied for a couple of weeks. The humans were still busy out, probably doing a few last minute chores, but soon they would all go to their respective homes or one of the many inns and taverns by the port. And when they did that, it would be my turn to go out and search for nutrition.Proof of loyalty: Claire de Luna6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
A slight whimper escaped my throat at the thought of getting something in my system. "When was the last time I ate?" I wondered, as I touched the space where my heartbeat was supposed to be. Now it was the place where I felt my hunger the strongest. It burned like crazy, yelling at me to get something in soon
Timeless Winds - Chapter Three I knew I was dreaming and yet, I couldn't stop it. I didn't want to stop it. I was standing in my quarters, just a few feet away from my bed, looking around the room. And then the perspective changed. All of a sudden, I was floating above the floor. And then, I saw everything in the room at once, from my bed to my desk. My gaze lifted up and I saw everybody on the ship at once. Angel stood on deck, looking out at the sea. Chen sat in his own quarters with Hayes, mapping out their course. Riddle chased Sparky across the deck. George sat in the officers' quarters, talking with Reaper. Talia and Crystal were both in the library. Linda sat in thTimeless Winds - Chapter Three4 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Perfect Pirate Present"Get up, get up, get up!!" Kris exclaimed impatiently as she shook my shoulders. "If you don't get up now, I'll be forced to go tell Sparky you stole her secret stash of cookies." She said in a much quieter voice, a smirk appearing on her face.The Perfect Pirate Present5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm up!" I cried aloud and sat bolt-upright in bed. Looking around for the young thief, I fell back against my pillows with a heavy sigh of relief. "Don't even joke like that, Kris. If Sparky even thought that were true, she'd have my head." I said and sat back up. "Now what has you so worked up at…?" I paused to run my hands down my face. What the heck time was it anyway?
"It's only eight o'clock,
Reverie for an AmphitheaterReverie for an Amphitheater2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The mahogany glass of the stage was lit ablaze by the beacons that seldom turned dim in the presence of an artist considered nothing less than a prodigy, ready to receive their host that had dared to divide his talent amongst the rabid, watching eyes of his viewers. A red velvet sea, parted only by upholstery of a similar shade encompassed the arena, men and women of eloquent vogue pouring into it’s maw to listen to the masterpieces that have been set before them. Balconies cast shadows across a dimly lit overpass lined with golden filigree as the observers hope only to be left awestruck with a monument of cultivated fluidity.
Proof Of Loyalty: Talia BloodroseMy grip tightened on my swords as another canon blast erupted from the ship. It plowed into the side of the Wanderlust, the hull of my beautiful vessel caving a bit, but not quite breaking through. They were here. They had found me. Now my crew would pay for my past.Proof Of Loyalty: Talia Bloodrose1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As a child, I had grown up in a wealthy family. I was the youngest of my 2 siblings, and they hated me. You see, I bear no resemblance to my mother, and being as my father had eyes for a pretty maid I bore a striking resemblance to, well, you can see why I was hated. But alas, my true mother died of the fever, and my father took me in. I never knew the truth until I was accused.
The Pirate CharterThe Pirate Charter:The Pirate Charter4 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
This charter has been set-up for the purpose of outlining the rules, core values and purpose of the Black Fedora Pirates crew, as well as setting up its system of governance. It has been officially updated as of the 18th of January 2013 and has been divided into sections represented by the Roman numeral in the section heading.
i. Joining up with the Pirates
While it might seem strange that Pirates should have rules, it is discipline that leads to true freedom. Many of you have all read of my darker past; and certainly those that know something of it might agree that things have to change. I believe that as Captain Chenb
Song of the soullessHiding in shadowsSong of the soulless4 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
We wait for the night
Sleeping and dreaming while morning sun glows!
We are the beings who run from the light
And dance, and dance, protected by the night.
Look at us dancing
Like fairies we twirl
Faster and faster we laugh and we sing!
Don't be afraid, come to us boy and girl
Feel safe, feel safe, we won't do any harm.
Children don't listen!
They lie, don't go near
See their teeth glisten
They only bring fear.
Flee little children
I'll guard your path home
Just run, just run, and never turn around.
We are the shadows
Who sleep during day.
Then we wake up, when the sun away goes.
Let go your troubles we'l
CREW LIST CREW LIST:CREW LIST1 year ago in Personal More Like This
Arrr maties. Ye've waited a long time ta see the crew list come up and I just want ye all ta know that this is going to double up as a bounty list (this journal entry will be a permanent entry). It will be linked on my ID and every crew member will be featured here permanently.
For those who are interested in joining the crew, the join rules will be listed below after the bounty section (Ctrl + F, "Join Rules", to skip straight there). If you want to know WHY it is good to have a bounty, scroll past the crew list and I'll give a full explanation on it ("Bounty Section").
Note: members in this list are NOT listed in terms of rank, with the exception of the Captain and First Mate (Co-Captain) who will occupy the first two slots.
1. Captain Chenbeard (Chen) the Pirate :iconWordofChen: - He is the current leader of the Black Fedora Pirates and speaks with a pirate accent whenever he can. However, when no one is observing, he speaks with an english accent and gen
Our Poor JesterOur poor Jester bit off more than she could chew,Our Poor Jester4 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I suppose it was inevitable, being the human in the crew.
It happens to all of us, and we all must start anew,
But still, our poor poor Jester, you have us, your crew.
Now I know you might not want a Reaper's comforts,
And well, even despite my best efforts.
The touch of death is hardly the greatest of comforts,
Even though an Angel's pity is one of the sweetest of desserts.
Callous hands and callous ways, coupled with a callous tongue,
I cannot help but feel I'm to blame, at least if only for some.
Please know, none of it was intended, I never tried to depress you,
Guys, it looks like our poor Jester has bit off more than she can chew.
Don't worry though Riddle, we have people to take care of you,
The perfect person, an Angel for comfort, and of course Sarah too.
Our poor poor Jester has bitten off more than she can chew...
But as long as we have breath in our lungs, we will look after you.
Behind the EyepatchBehind the Eyepatch:Behind the Eyepatch1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
A simple eyepatch
Worn to hide deformity
Becomes its symbol
-Chen Yuan Wen, 30th May 2012
Stuck in the Past - Chapter One I lay curled up in the blankets on my bed within the warm cherry wood walls of my cabin, sleeping peacefully for the first time in nearly seven weeks after I have finally gained control over my powers and sent Haden away. Over the past few weeks, I hadn't been sleeping too soundly, either having strange dreams of the black horse I had seen or simply being unable to sleep. But, over the last week, I'd finally been able to sleep soundly through the night.Stuck in the Past - Chapter One11 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
That night, however, was really trying to keep me awake. And just as I fell asleep, I was quite literally thrown from my bed when the ship slammed roughly into something very, very solid. I
Curse of the Witch, Chapter 1"The sun is up, Little Flower! It's time to bloom!" Lady Riddle called joyfully as she ruffled my hair. I groaned and pulled the blankets over my head. It seemed like it had been only two seconds since I had finally fallen asleep after my nightmare.Curse of the Witch, Chapter 18 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Oh, come on, silly," Kalixa said as she tugged my covers off my bed.
"Five more minutes," I murmured. Of course, I intended to go back to sleep. The chilly morning air, however, made that very difficult. Riddle crossed her arms.
"Fine then, we will simply leave you here when we reach port any time now." With that, she deposited my sheet on my head and left, with a giggle worthy of any trickste
Curse of the Witch Prologue Footsteps echoed eerily throughout the ship's rancid smelling cargo hold. I held my breath as one of the ship's crew walked a little too close to my hiding spot for comfort. I had been aboard the vessel for many days now, and we were too close to our destination for me to be discovered now, and likely tossed overboard by the merciless crew. The ship herself, aptly named the Wanderlust, was a two-masted vessel that cut through the water so quickly that it must have been aided by magic. Indeed, there was something fishy about the crew.Curse of the Witch Prologue8 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The crewman dug around in the crate I hid behind. I lay still under my tarp, my lungs
To Geneva and BackTo Geneva and Back3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
To Geneva and Back
The hollow shaft of the cell was filled once again with the dull din of water colliding with cobblestone. The terra walls of his prison resounded with the ambient rotting of the moss hanging from the grating, another precious drop of liquid falling to the floor just as the last resounding pitch died in flight.
Through the disheveled strands of his brunette bristles, he watched with slitted eyes as the water continued to fall from the bars above as it dampened the tainted floor below. His arms hung listlessly across his knees, his muscles lost somewhere between apathy and anger as the dull sounding of collision kept him co
A Sea FightIt followed our way for sev'ral daysA Sea Fight3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Slowly drew closer, hot on our trails
We didn't know 'till Co-Captain Hayes
commanded to strike all of the sails
Then ev'ry crew mate saw who's behind
A ship of the Navy, but it was maligned
Before they could fire, our cannons spoke
With a loud thunder and a pile of smoke
The cannon ball flew and did not miss
Some hit the masts and others the hull
They fired back but a pity was this
Each of their shots in the end was null
Still they didn't heave to and steered the course
We awaited them with drawn weapons of course
They would never board our ship, our home
But end in a grave beneath the sea's foame
As The Skies PartedAs The Skies Parted:As The Skies Parted11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the clouds in the skies parted and fire rained to the earth
The soft keening of the voices trapped within the abyss
resounded throughout the empty plains, as the world prepared itself
to meet a fate no worse than complete and utter oblivion.
The waters turned red with blood and bubbled with a poisonous brew
Whilst the creatures of the mountains, mutated into vicious monstrocities
A pall of darkness, settled around the Earth like a cloak of shadows
and in its grip we knew the true fury of a God gone mad.
Hundreds were slain by the rocks that pummelled the ground
As they fell from the heavens like burning stars
MotherMother:Mother1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The last time that I saw you, I left with bitter words
I never knew how much the things, I said to you would hurt.
And I never wanted to see you; so I tried to shut you out
But a Mother is the one thing that I cannot live without...
I've been to the doctor's room
He tells me I will see you soon
I'm prayin' in the lobby-
Hopin' that you'll be okay...
I never knew that things would be this way...
The first memory I have, is when you used to hold my hand
You taught me how to be a man but I threw it in your face
Still you forgave me and still you believed
But I took your faith and broke it up, like golden autumn leaves...
LimericksMintymintamin:Limericks2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There was once an american lad
Like a pirate he wanted to clad
So he searched for a crew
But if only he knew
How to board a ship, he'd be glad
A seamstress and a part-time witch
Could fix ev'rything with just one stitch
A man came with his cart:
"Show your impossible art!"
To a star his wagon she did hitch.
The American Realist:
A bard who once came to Beirut
Won all women's heart playing his lute
The other men were upset
And with an Opel Cadet
They ensured the bard is now mute
A poet and hard-working writer
Once pulled up another all-nighter
Then sleep knocked him out
With death's help, no doubt.
heavy heart.Look, I know I am a burden.heavy heart.6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Look, I know that I a m a heavy heart,
Hard to carry, yes I am.
Yes, I know I was not quite what you bargained for,
Not quite the one who caught your eye;
Hard to manage, – yes, I am.
Believe me, I know who I am.
Most of the time.
I am no rose without those pesky thorns
That prick at the vulnerability
Of every individual about the battlefield;
And you are right in the middle of the crossfire.
I know I am a sinner, and I do not deny that I am a liar,
I am an ancient soul who grows weary and tired
Of the constant pushing and sh
The LightDarkness nipping at your heelsThe Light6 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Its seething hunger you can feel
So close you are to falling in
Still you run despite your sin
Chase the remnance of the light
Follow it with all your might
For when it's gone, who knows your doom?
From what is left, we must assume
Keep on moving, the light is there
You might escape this nightmare
Frightful MeetingShe ran into the woods aloneFrightful Meeting6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Until she reached an ancient stone
A forgotten giant's ashen bone
Overgrown by moss and firs
Where there was the love of hers
But not joy guided her today
Not happiness showed her the way
As rain fell from a sky led gray
Saltwater ran down her face
When she reached their meeting place
Adorned with a ruby red stain
A body awaited her slain
Causing such unbearable pain
Whom she'd given her heart to
Now had his own cut in two
Jelousy, the bitter passion
This cruel scenery did fashion
Where he ended up as ashen
and cold as the stone and sky
Made the loved girl want to die