Second Star To My Right . . .Sweet and darling little angel, I know your heart surely ails,
when you talk of the past, the heart flutters and then it fails.
Why be so hard on yourself when in fact you're filled pride?
Quit harming yourself over it for it is better to show it so you should not hide.
Brave are you, visionary and hopeful woman to be,
set yourself to the skies, so that you one day will fly free.
Though you cannot see it just yet, I know it lives within,
so open up to write the new pages that are waiting to begin.
The stars and the moon should dance along with you,
I'll gladly join the soiree, even if we are small and few.
Darling little angel, why must you let yourself believe
that you are hurting so badly that you must grieve?
I believe in you when you will not be able to understand,
grasp for my touch when you are in need of a saving hand.
Draw the hallelujah from your beautiful tongue and there attest
that you are destined for only the very best.
I will wipe your tears and remove the doubting fears
Save me from the dark, Lucy...No longer do I wish to see red when I am with you dear,Save me from the dark, Lucy...7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
if you knew really what I was, would it cause your heart fill with fear?
A dishonest man to you have I become,
know this my dearest Lucy, with each of us together, we really do belong.
My tools of instantaneous expiration are swiftly quick,
for with one stroke, blood will spill from the little nick.
Death and darkness plagues my very soul,
but I know with you, I surely must learn total control.
For if I were to butcher you as I did with those women of ill repute,
I'd mourn the life of a heavenly angel that I verily took.
I must tell you, Lucy, I really must say. . .
Well. . .maybe tomorrow or. . .another day.
Reading Too Much Harry Potter****WARNING SPOLIERS AHEAD******Reading Too Much Harry Potter7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You Know youve been reading too much Harry Potter when:
1) You stop every black haired boy with glasses and green eyes, searching their forehead for a lighting shaped scar
2) You try to send all you letters by owl post.
3) You think Quidditch should be made into an official Olympic sport
4) You check your mailbox in the hopes of getting that special letter from Hogwarts and become very depressed when there isnt one
5) You search high and low in every hardware store for a Nimbus 2000 or a Firebolt , becoming very annoyed when the clerk tells you that there are no brooms by those names
6) When ever you see an owl winging its way over head you wonder if its Hedwig, Errol, or Pigwidgen
7) You search stores for the sorting hat because you want to know what house you belong in
8) You decorate your room in your school house colors
9) A cloak of invisibility is at the top of your Christmas list
10) You search London for Ollivanders Wand
Our fearful trip is done.The captain was called for it was a cry for distress,Our fearful trip is done.7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
when he was informed of the ordeal, he ordered for a signal of SOS.
His voice unfaltered as he told his men to keep the people calm,
listening and inquiring, he began to calculate the doom coming before long.
The architect was soon informed of the awful plight,
his heart, unlike the captain, faltered had he not done everything right?
Puzzled and confused after he was left alone what had he done wrong?
Falling to his knees in unspeakable grief, the architect began to sob.
Passengers began to find out and soon the panic began,
scurried feet started to rush and they soon they ran.
Chunks of ice spewed on the top deck very well,
down in the boiler room, it was truly a form of Hell.
Icy watered flooded the halls, stinging its prey with pain,
many struggling to out, they would never see the light of tomorrow again.
Those on the life boats, though they were safe from strife,
heard the cries those in agony it wou
Lift your spirit, set it freeHere is the salute to one of Hollywood's best,Lift your spirit, set it free7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
though it shall be small in nature, it surpasses the test.
You swell our hearts with a deep surge of pride,
our hearts still mourn the day that you died.
You were born unto us the year alike of my dear grandmother Anna,
Born unto us Southerner's pride, even if it wasn't in Savannah.
The blue eyes gave us hope in when we lost it elsewhere,
always wanting to be out of the lime light because you really didn't care.
Playing as roguish cowboys, a bandit, an outlaw at the O.K. Corral,
it brings us to grin like you did, it boosts our very moral.
You made friends that you truly did consider family dear,
always wanting to be there for them, always lending an ear.
Then came your chance when the space race in the United States,
three parts were read by your eyes and never once did you hesitate.
Picking the very one that we all know now as the dear ol' Doc known as Bones,
all watched you with eagerness to the televisions where e'er the broadcast roame
TITANIC'S CHILDHOOD(How Titanic and his siblings came to live in Belfast)TITANIC'S CHILDHOOD7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Young Titanic blew his whistle playfully as he chased after a seagull that was flying overhead. He was about two years old and his sister Olympic was 3 years old. The seagull landed on a post near by at the harbor he an his family was hiding out in and Titanic crept up to it as if he were a lion creeping up on an unaware bird. He crouched his bow lower as his stern wiggled in the air.
Titanic what are you doing? His mother, the Katharine, asked as she was caring for his sickly little brother, the Britannic.
Nothing. Titanic lied as he lunged for the white bird. It flew away just in time for him to bump his nose into the post. The seagull was so agitated with the young liner harassing it that it circled back and began to peck at Titanics forecastle deck causing him great pain.
Titanic yowled in pain as the bird continued to peck away at him. He was sailing around trying to get away from it, but being st
If only I could see. . .If only I could see. . .7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What happened? I awake this morning to find,
that I am on the floor near a door of a different kind.
I cannot seem to recall what has happened, my love,
have I ... I have done something wrong?
You are quiet around me, your eyes give uneasy glances,
please, take my hand and heart as noble advances.
They are to comfort and ease your troubled pain,
I swear it to you, whatever I did, I won't do it again.
I can leave, if you want, never ever to again be seen,
for I can become to you nothing but a former dream.
Is this what you want because I will gladly go,
thus, this is goodbye, Lucius? It would seem so.
I head to the door and there, I find it is locked,
why on Earth would it be this way? I feel mocked.
Looking back to you, I see something I never have seen before:
Lucius, why do you glare at me? UNLOCK the door!
Are you ill? Talk to me, say something immediately, please do!
Lucius, my love, my all, what is this darkness I can see in you?
No! Step back! You are frightening me, I cannot bre
...that was more than loveHello again, my readers. It is so lovely to hear all of your kind words. It is very encouraging, even though I know there is still others who perceive me as evil, even, dare I say? A witch. It is simply no so, unless it is meant to mean that I bewitched James. Ah, yes. James. You thought you knew him well and now you see him (I hope) in a different light. Left you wanting more, I take it? Blame that on my mischievous nature, added with my dearest james. Yes, yes, I know I keep on repeating his name more often now. It cannot be helped, well, at least not by me. Here now -- shall we continue? Good. I thought you would never ask....that was more than love7 years ago in General More Like This
Now...where we were we? OH. Now I remember. . .
His hands were quick yet nimble as he continued to caress my neck with kisses up until I awoke with a sensation I had never experienced until that moment. His firm, calloused hand grasped firmly on my soft round flesh, causing a moan to utter off my lips. James continued to fondle even as I felt as though my spirit
Life is changed, rearranged.The sweltering heat recalls a time to me so dearly as I gaze upward to the heavens, searching for something. The song Remember When comes to play inside my head as I feel tears falling down my face, thinking about you. You're gone from my side, leaving a cold and harsh void where we should be holding each other, recalling the good times. No matter what anyone says to me, whether it be to tell me it'll be all right or that I need to move on, can fill that void.Life is changed, rearranged.7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
How can I? How. . .the pitter patters of rain falling on the metal outbuilding, the rushing little feet, hearing the voices that they belonged to. God. I miss you. More than what you really know or what I must know. No longer can I feel your supporting hands, pulling me back up. No longer can I come to you with my darkest times and tell you what I feel. I can't even hold you or you hold me. It is my curse that I shall for all time and only to have you in memories alone. What cruel fate.
I wish I could have saved you the fi
HanamiI sit up alone at night and reflect back on what we shared,Hanami7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
life remains torture without you, sakura, leaving my soul bared.
Watching you fall in love again, seeing your face light up with a smile,
it breaks me deeply within, but yet I still bathe in it for a long while.
My damned selfish pride always seems to do me in,
how am I though so fortunate still to be called 'friend.'
Would you still come with me, that is, if we took flight
into the air in an authentic chopper, like we did one late night?
Am I being foolish, sweet Bellina, am I asking for far too much?
Is my hearty yearning still for your simple, yet gentle touch?
Oh God, maybe I truly am in still a state of utter denial!
Perhaps I should secure my soul and hide it into a vial.
So many tears have fallen no doubt since that day,
Please know that it's not your fault, Bellina, when I went away.
Happiness emits from you for anyone that you shall meet,
like some sweet ambrosial nectar, you are truly a pleasing treat.
A Clockwork Christmas-AAAR A Clockwork ChristmasA Clockwork Christmas-AAAR7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
An AAAR Fan fiction
Snow dropped lightly on the cold streets. The smell of pine greens followed the wind as cars passed by. Fire was crackling as child
To My FriendsIt has been since Monday since I spoke to you last,To My Friends7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
it seems forever, my dear friend, as if years have passed.
I listen to my music, read our works we do share,
my sadness seems to disappear, as if it's not there.
Dancing in the Moonlight serenades me, causing me to grin,
missing you, Helena, the whole crew, even Lucius, the man of sin.
I am still hurting to hear that you all might be just using me for fun,
I say 'screw you' to those people. cause you mean a lot to me, hun.
You really have become like a sister to me from the times we spend,
if it were up to us, I think we wouldn't want it to ever to suddenly end.
You're more than a friend to me and this I want you to know:
Every faltering moment I have, you've helped me to grow.
I know I strive to do this for you and well, what can I say?
Hoping that you too, Ivy, feel the same way?
You praise me for the literature works I have done,
even if I spend a little time on them, they're so much fun.
Now. . .I know the rest of you think I may