How to Kill a Poet.In the exact moment of the rebirth of the rays of sunshine and the cessation of the beams of moonlight, place in their hands the rigid verbs and frigid nouns, they shall groan as their unforgiving sides carve themselves into their mangled fingertips, bruised to a luminous pulp by the essence of summer fireflies. Palms shall chip themselves with them, blood puddling around raw knees both velvety and thick, soon to become dusty like chalk. Yet, as they moan in sheer distress, mumble to them about stained-glass windows within sandcastles, as they lay visualizing the ink riddles scrambled on the asphalt. Soon, the heat shall coat their forehead in a dense condensation of frustration, for though the letters seem willing once they string in patterns of words they rebel against the construction of verses, they chuckle in disgrace at the rhymes! And so now they will gladly bare their chest to you, and then surHow to Kill a Poet.2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The Mirror Crack'dQueen, queen of the snow bee flakesThe Mirror Crack'd2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Got away in a day
Where the old sea quakes.
With a rush and a flush in her milk-white cheeks,
Stole away in her sleigh
To the vitreous lakes.
Kai, Kai with the mirror in his eye,
Saw the Pearl in her fur
Through a shard and a lie.
With a huff and rebuff of his childhood hearth,
Set a-stir by her lure,
He clung to her thigh.
Girl, girl all alone in the pale,
Set aside as a bride
But betrayed by her veil.
With a sob and a throb of her soft, red heart,
To abide where they hide,
She traversed his trail.
Death, Death in the blood-red sledge
Followed close on their toes
A precipitous ledge,
While the bride, cast aside, watched his grave-dark face;
Saw a rose in the snows
Withered brown as the sedge.
Ice, ice on a table sere
Made of bone and a stone
From a northern weir
Drove the boy with a ploy of a boundless skate;
Leash prone, to him sewn
Like a well-matched hair.
Love, love in a lambent stare
Shone white with the light
Of a window’s glare,
Roland and SusanRoland & SusanRoland and Susan6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Bird and Bear and Hare and Fish
Give my love her fondest wish.
I knew her want, I knew her sigh
She wished upon a Moon-filled sky.
Seed and sow and reap and cull
The corn grew high and Moon was full.
Wished for love to fill her heart
Want for one that soon would part.
Stand and fight and make things right
Her fathers passed into the night.
Honor sold and bound for naught
Pulled and pitched on lines so taught.
To the tower he was bound
As cries of reaping start to sound.
Betrayed by neighbor and by kin
He saw the flames lick her skin.
Bird and Bear and Hare and Fish
Give my love her fondest wish.
Go my love, be strong and true
My fondest wish was always you.
I walked with the treesI walked with the trees todayI walked with the trees2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
reaching towards the sky
Shades of green
Brilliant and clean
Tinting the air
and the whispering breeze
I flew with the birds today
Soaring high above the trees
Singing our song
Beautiful trills roll off our wings.
I swam with the fish today.
Refreshed and cool
until a fisherman caught me.
Neither kind nor cruel
I looked in his eyes
Pleading for him to let me go
but he didn't
and now I'm all alone.
Swimming in circles
It could be worse
I could be in the ground
So I'll live here with the fisherman
Until I go belly up.
I'll be buried
and fly with the birds
I will decay
and walk with the trees once again.
Down and outWhy don't you listen?Down and out2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Why don't you hear me scream?
Why are you all against me
like the opposing team?
Where would you place it?
The one you crushed
the one you put in a crate
and shipped to hell
Why did you do it?
Did it make you smile?
To see me hurt for mile on mile?
Did you smile when you hurt me?
This innocent child?
Where did you take my happy?
Where did you hide it
so that now I can't find it?
I've been there and back
Running around this same old track.
When will you hang the rope?
When will I be there
Hanging by my throat?
I've been battling you for so long
I don't know ho much I have left
You've put me down and out
Bout after bout
Down and out
TimeSilently gazingTime2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as the days pass by
Not you but I
It's funny how fast lives go
Time really does fly
Spending it alone
It's all I have ever known
Suddenly I try and change,
but my goal is so very far away
Should I take the chance
I may just collapse
With disgust and no hope
I am lay in the dust
Washed away by rain
and left their to rust.
Stigmata I and IIIStigmata I and II2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And all these are fictions too,
In rolls of film, tuberculosis gray.
We recount and recall as if we were madmen,
Locked away in dresser drawers and folio bins,
Our black ink (-stained fingers) running down
these pale passages-
Waistcoats deep in the black soil,
Stroking our egos and straining our necks
To fashion our tongues as red neckties,
All to the rhythm of the doldrums.
In this city of poets and artisans,
I was but a fishmonger:
Selling cheek and tail from the daily catch,
Pulling my pushcart by and down the alleyways;
Caught against the current of the hungry crowd.
And there among the refuse I'd lay
In black sheets of the corner club
Writing line after line of my heroin heaven,
Never mending, forever crafting,
Always creating in pages and in cages,
For I want so much to be Zorro,
But everyone knows my face.
And here in this nation of harlequins and minstrels,
A Girl Called SpiderA Girl Called Spider2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She sat smoking three seats away from the door, cigarette pinched between black talons as she waited for the boy in a green apron to bring her coffee.
“There is something of the devil about that one.” whispered an old woman standing in line. She leant in so her companion could hear. “Something unnatural.” she said.
The pair twisted to stare; peering over round spectacles to examine the girl in black leather and brass buckles.
“Very unnatural.” hissed the old woman’s companion. “Not the right sort at all!”
The girl sighed, pouring the smoke from her lips. She smiled at the old women and stabbed out the cigarette on the table-top.
“Problem ladies?” she asked.
“This is a no smoking zone!” squawked the first, pointing a shrivelling, stumpy finger at the no smoking sign just beside the door. “You are no suppose to smoke that,” she pointed at the crushed cigarette, “in here.”
The girl smiled
The Cursed Ghost and the Lonely GentlemanThe Cursed Ghost and the Lonely Gentleman3 years ago in Horror More Like This
I'm back for you.
Oh, don't look so surprised. We had a deal, remember? That day, when I first met you. We swore an oath to each other. Brothers in blood and brothers in life, brothers in murder and brothers in death. You said that to me, word for word. I came to you, knowing that you would be the perfect one. After all, why wouldn't you be? You were young. Naïve. Clueless to this little world outside the even smaller town that you called your home. You knew nothing about me.
And that was how I should have kept it.
Remember how glorious it once was? Moving from trainer to trainer, town to town, obliterating their Pokemon and their lives, watching as they fell to their knees before us and pleaded for salvation. We were the orchestrators of their fate; the conductors of their final resting. And just when they thought they were safejust when they thought mercy was theirswe served them justice on silver platters. We started with bug catchers, youngsters, and slow
Waking dead.If Death be sweet saviour and remorseWaking dead.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a psychopomp, midwife to the passing,
Thanatos, Ankou, Yama, Memitim, Hypnos,
save me to rest and to sleep
take me in deep
in soft, make this all in my head
to where my friends and my
family, my father
"sweet death, you are the only god
Who comes as a servant when he is called"
So here I am, a lullaby leaving my lips in
the form of a cry of a whistle
in hopes an answer of
sweet serenity will greet
Forbidden Love.Forbidden Love.3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All of that is now gone FOREVER.
Are you happy now?
Have you satisfied your hate for me?
I can never talk with him again...
My eyes are swollen, heart is numb, an i grab my chest knowing that this is the end.
The feeling of anger, sorrow and sympathy lurks deep within me.
I was hoping that you would understand...how our love is ment to be...
My heart beats, it bleeds cutting me up inside.
Its torture to live without him by my side...
All I now have is memories...
Replaying over and over again...
My dreams are shattered
and my hope disappears like they never even mattered.
Help...I'm lost in the dark...
Suffering from our two worlds that are so, so apart.
I guess this is is a sign from the heavens above...
This is the new beginning... of our FORBIDDEN LOVE.
SchizophreniaGears are turning in my head,Schizophrenia2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Doctor said the voice was dead,
Something's stirring in the night;
Out of earshot, out of sight.
Creeping closer to my door,
Crawling slow across the floor.
Should I run or should I hide?
Something tells me Doctor lied.
My DnD Character: Stasi TillsStasi Tills was born from her own mother’s selfishness. Sventar, Stasi’s mother, was lucky enough to have one child, Stasi’s sister, Mara. Sventar’s pregnancy with Stasi was a very rough one. It became very apparent that the pregnancy was going to end in a miscarriage. Gauf, Stasi’s father, couldn’t bear to see his wife in such sorrow. He took his wife to the mountains, for he had heard a good doctor who resided there. They found the so called good doctor and convinced him to help them. Little did they know that the man whom was helping them was actually Lord Evard, Master of Necromancy. He didn’t save Stasi from death, he brought her back from it. Of course, this favor was not without cost. Lord Evard became obsessed with Mara and her strange and powerful birth mark. That is, of course, not Stasi’s story to tell. She was barely a babe and doesn’t know much about the terrible events that took place, for Mara does not like to sMy DnD Character: Stasi Tills2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
DoveBeautiful rainbow.Dove2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
A dove repairing his nest.
Flowers are blooming.
spell boundsummoned by the full moonspell bound2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a burnished glow lighting her path,
shadows undulating as her grimoire is opened
sensing the impending wrath.
in ancient tongues, spirits invoked
dark magic pulled from the bereaved,
a talisman, a spell awoken
on this All Hallows’ Eve.
PT5: I SURVIVED.PT5: I SURVIVED.3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Something wasn't right about her.
I narrowed my eyes at the girl at the door. "What's your name?" I pretended to be happy at the prospect of a new neighbor. The girl smiled happily, swinging back and forth. She appeared to be pretty energetic.
"My name is Cassie, nice to meet you." She put her hand out with a smile on her face. I hesitantly reached out, my hand clammy and shaky. No doubt I was in shock right now. My brother was gone and now I was next. Of course I was in shock. After what seemed like minutes, I grabbed her hand and shook it. I took my hand away, my breath was jittery.
"What's wrong?" Cassie asked.
"Nothing. Family issues. Don't worry about it." I said. "I'll talk to you later, okay?"
"Alright! Bye!" Cassie said as I shut the door.
I was numb. I didn't know what to do right now. Who was that girl? Why didn't she feel right when she was around? What was it? Paranoia was taking over my mind. I scratched the back of my head, sighing. I had to calm down. I sat down o
2]: Humor(Anthony Maud and Scout)2]: Humor2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Anthony sighed, leaning back in his chair and staring across his desk. At the other end stood a young girl, her arms braced over the counter and her gaze fixed on him.
“I've got a bet going on this.” She positioned her palms over the wood surface and leaned forward, “So don't let me down.”
His eyes narrowed as he looked this stranger up and down, “Who the hell are you?”
“I'm Scout.” The girl's lips parted in a frustrated growl, “I work here! How can you not recognize me?!”
He rolled his eyes and sat back, bracing his fingers over his temple and glowering at the unwanted disturbance, “I managed to find a way.”
Shaking her head, she waved the problem away and tried to get back to the matter at hand, “Whatever. Anyway, you're going to help me win this bet.”
“Am I now.”
06:00morning comes earlier now06:002 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as winter falls away,
the sun highlighting our
accomplishments of science:
someday this will all
be washed away,
our castles of sand
nothing will endure
but the hope and ambition
of two, waiting in dusk
to watch the sun
crash back into its daughter.
consider your options:
on the left a listless
hallway of concrete and fluorescents,
on the right a six a.m. sunrise
and an unyielding fall to
the grass below.
we'll be waiting.
Just Say HiYou get onto the bus and sit down,Just Say Hi2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your heart starts thumping like crazy, because
Across the aisle, out of nowhere, you see that kid—
That day on the school camping trip
Like the rest of your life
When you were walking by yourself
Silently, head hung down, heart hurting
Looking for a place to cry
And out of nowhere, that kid met your eyes
But instead of looking away
That kid said, “Hello.”
And as you look at those eyes now,
You can still feel the sound of those lips pronouncing your name.
You want to speak, but you're scared
Your brain says yes
Lance's Pep TalkCecil.Lance's Pep Talk2 years ago in Drama More Like This
The time has come.
Today, we must embark on the single greatest adventure of our lives.
We must take that giant leap into the darkness, in the name of all mankind.
However, it is not an easy task that lies before us.
Our safety, nay, our very LIVES may be at risk.
But we must do this, not only for ourselves, but for every other lonely man on the face of the earth.
We owe it not to ourselves, but to all men.
We must peek.
It is our duty as men.
Now, onward! Our destiny awaits!