THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 22THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 22 in Drama More Like This
I'm ringing all the warning bells...
"Hey Bobby, they're here..." Chuck called out as he watched the Impala pull up to the house. When the car came to a stop he couldn't help but let out a chuckle as he watched Dean point something out to the angel sitting behind the wheel. More than likely, it had something to do with how close the Impala was to a rather large tree in Bobby's front yard. He let out a sigh as he made his way to the front porch, eager to hear what Castiel had thought of the night before that made him take off in such a hurry. When he watched Sam step out of the car, he knew the angel had found the answer they were looking for. "Holly crap..." He breathed, his words catching in the back of his throat as he watched Sam casually make his way up to the house. He looked over his shoulder as Bobby joined him, the older man obviously also at a loss of words.
"I don't believe it..." Bobby finally muttered, carefully studying the man he knew had died years ago. "Sam?"
THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 21THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 21 in Drama More Like This
Bitter words under my breath...
"Please be careful." Michelle whispered in his ear as she held him close for a moment.
"You know I will." Dean replied as he pulled away and knelt down to hug his little girl. "Be good, Sammie..."
When Michelle pulled Castiel into a hug, the angel couldn't help but smile; knowing exactly what she was thinking and what she was about to say. "I'll keep an eye on him." He whispered softly.
"Good." She replied, swallowing the lump caught in her throat. "You take care of yourself too..."
Sam leaned back against the Impala as he watched Dean and Castiel say their good-byes. Five years had brought out a side in both of them he could have never imagined. His brother had a family of his own, a daughter that meant the world to him and a kind woman at his side. Castiel, as far as he could tell, was as close to being human as an angel could possibly get. Together, they had forged a friendship, a brotherhood that was more than apparent in the way Castiel w
THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 16THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 16 in Drama More Like This
It was my destiny, it's what we needed to do...
When the Impala pulled up to the house, Bobby couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. "He's here." He called out to Chuck as he made his way towards the front door. When he pulled it open, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow as he watched the young hunter step out of his car. "The driveway's pretty big, did you have to park so close to the house?" He asked, as Dean carefully squeezed by between the front fender of his car and the front steps of the house.
Dean stepped up onto the front porch and paused for a moment to look down at the Impala. "I can move it over, if you'd like." He replied simply.
"Naw that's fine..." Bobby said as he reached out to pull the young hunter into a hug. "It's good to see ya, boy..." He started, finding it a bit odd that the other man had barely returned his hug. "Did you stop along the way?" Bobby continued as he started to make his way towards the front door. "Doesn't usually take ya two hou
THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 15THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 15 in Drama More Like This
Chapter 15 -
The hardest thing and the right thing are the same...
When the Impala pulled into the long driveway and up to the house, Michelle was waiting. Just seeing her sitting there on the front porch's banister, the morning sun warm on her face, made Dean's heart hit the bottom of his stomach. "What am I supposed to tell her?" He asked, not really wanting an answer as he put the car in park and shut the ignition. He looked over as Castiel reached into the glove box to pull out the small square silver box, handling it with care as he passed it to him.
"What ever is in your heart." The angel replied simply as he offered a reassuring smile. "You can't screw this up, I mean it's not like you're proposing to her..."
Dean couldn't help but grin as he took the box from Castiel's hands. "True..." He said as they stepped out of the car. He tucked the silver box into his coat pocket as they made their way up to the house, both doing what they could not to catch the woman's eyes as they appr
THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 19THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 19 in Drama More Like This
You know I'd give my life for you, more than words can say...
When Dean pulled up to the burnt out mill, the very first thing he noticed; was that the lone brick wall left standing after the blaze, had finally collapsed. The heavy fog that hung low to the ground drifted over the debris, concealing most of the carnage and giving off the illusion of a smoldering fire. For a moment, he could have sworn he could still smell the thick acrid smoke. With a full moon high above, anything and everything cast an eerie shadow across the ground. He put the Impala in park but left the headlights on as he leaned forward in his seat, his eyes scanning the scene in front of him for any sign of Castiel. Aside from various beams and the scorched boiler towering over the fog, there was nothing but the night. He let out a yawn as he glanced down at his watch, mentally calculating how many hours, minutes and seconds he had left before his deal with Lucifer would be up.
When he looked back up tow
THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 18THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 18 in Drama More Like This
Sooner or later it's over...
The year had slipped by them as if they were standing still, days ripped out from under them without so much as a warning. The night of Zachariah's death had marked a turning point among the Heavens, a revolution that had not only redefined the role of God's warriors, but their purpose in the eternal battle between Heaven and Hell. The angels that had followed Zachariah out of fear and loyalty now stood proudly behind a different kind of leader; one that had renewed both their faith and hope by simply living the life he had been given the best that he could... Proving to them that what you truly believed in, really was worth fighting for. With Dean at the helm of a celestial army and Castiel at his side, order among the angels had finally been restored. In an attempt to keep his little family out of harm's way, Dean had moved out of Michelle's house and in with Bobby and Chuck. Though it had been a life hard to leave behind, Michelle and Samantha
THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 14THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 14 in Drama More Like This
Run and tell all of the angels...
He swallowed hard as he looked up at the empty lot in front of him, the lot where an old mill once stood before it was ravaged by both fire and time. The full moon high above cast an eerie silver light on the scene in front of him, reminding him of the very first time he'd step foot there almost four years ago to the day. Now all that was left of the mill was the foundation's cement slab, one crumbling brick wall and scattered, charred wooden beams. He'd been back many times since his brother's death, but going back never seemed to ease the pain. It was almost bittersweet; the only place he now felt the closest to his little brother, was the one place he wish he could forget. When his eyes focused on the large steel boiler that was still sticking out of the ruble, he could have sworn he heard that last shotgun blast echo through the night.
"I'm not sure what to do..." Dean said quietly as he leaned back against the front fender of his car. "
THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 17THE ROAD SO FAR... - Chapt 17 in Drama More Like This
This could be the end of me and everything I know...
In the blink of an eye, the week had disappeared and once again Dean found himself deep in the woods on the outskirts of Scythe. The night was dark and dreary; with the moon and stars lost among the low overhang of clouds, the headlights of his car were his only source of light. "So this is it, Sammy..." He quietly started as he leaned back against the front grill of the Impala. He shoved his free hand into his pocket as he clutched his beer bottle with the other and took a sip. "I called Michelle and Samantha one last time, just to tell them I love'em both... you know, in case I don't get to see them again." He paused for a moment as his words caught in the back of his throat, a bitter wind reminding him of the first time he stood there in that lot.
When his eyes drifted down to the charred cross in front of him, he couldn't help but wipe the tears from his eyes. "I miss ya Sammy... I wish I could go back to that night an
THE ROAD SO FAR ... Chapt 25THE ROAD SO FAR ... Chapt 25 in Drama More Like This
The Road so far: NOW
Dean let out a sigh as he took a quick glance at his watch, and then at the closed bathroom door. "Are you going to be ready today or what?" He called out, shoving a few things into his duffle bag. He took a glance around the motel room to make sure he had everything and then zipped the small bag shut. "Sammie! If you're late, you and I are both dead!" He shouted, once again glancing down to his watch as he started to pace. When the bathroom door finally opened, he stopped dead in his tracks. Though he was starring at a young woman, he couldn't help but still think of her as his little girl, her age would never change that. "Does it always take you this long to get ready?" He asked, grabbing his jacket from a chair nearby.
"Looks don't come easy, Dad..." Samantha replied, putting a hand out as her father tossed her her own leather jacket.
"You're beautiful just the way you are sweetheart." Dean replied with a smile.
"You're just saying that because you h
DiwaliDiwali in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
festival of light
a time for peace, hope and joy
iLoveYour voiceiLove in Free Verse More Like This
pours over my skin
like liquid velvet,
begins to feel as though
I have never
been touched before,
nothing else could ever be real
other than you,
other than your wonder
become who I truly am
when I am graced
by your presence.
I close my eyes
and it is as though you are here,
laying beside me
with your words so close
I can feel
the heat of your breath
against my neck,
against my lips
and I ache to feel you
nothing ever makes as much sense
as when I am with you.
I am hungry
for the days, our days,
when we lay together,
where every night is spent
and yet I still lean closer
an inch is like a mile
when it is between us
and I burn
for your contact,
for your kiss,
and it is a desire I cannot satisfy,
an unquenchable thirst
Can you feel it,
the way your heart leaps
when your eyes
for the first time each day?
The way your body
the attention of mine,
the touch of
AbdicateI have drunk the poison backwashAbdicate in Free Verse More Like This
of sweet dreams gone awry.
The sour taste of an early morning kiss
decaying on the tongue,
the bitter remnant
leaves a blackened sheen,
the flavor of burnt metal and cold ash.
Each rib is another vacant shelf
in the abandoned complex of my chest,
as a condemned apartment,
the last art deco artifice
now an eyesore in a city of glass and steel.
Love and I made a deal
in the studded glow of winter rain
in silver headlight streams,
I could taste the barrel,
an appetizer before the bullet.
The game is rigged,
a lie we all agree to believe
is still a lie,
and yet you cannot spell l-i-f-e
without a l-i-e --
We all get f'ed
to make us feel complete.
But if I must feel so alone,
then I should do it by myself
where no one
has to see the charred specks
in the corner of my eyes
where the light used to be.
No longer braced against the wrecking ball,
but begging for the swing,
every bone aches to break into dust,
a random access memory
seems to l
BonesLoveBones in Free Verse More Like This
is less about flowers
than it is
about Monday mornings,
when all the world
dreads the commute,
to share a space with you.
of serenades and starlight,
I often find myself
inside of mundane fantasies,
of your shower wet hair,
so snugly together
in dashboard light
like lips and hips
in the blue glow
satellite stereo screens,
long to take you
So many men
seek the perfection
that have no basis
want to dive head first
tangled up in every complication
that is us.
My love --
you are the everything
flaws and highlights,
and all of your bad,
of a lifetime spent longing
which only you possess,
am not -ever-
going to give up on
EverythingLong have I dreamedEverything in Free Verse More Like This
of the way morning light paints your eyes,
of my smile
cradled in the darkness of your pupils,
of your fingers finding mine
beneath the ripples of our blankets
where the skin of your hip
seethes against my thigh.
Your dark hair
pooling around that beautiful face,
inches from my own
as a jealous sun sneaks glances
through the glass
where I've got the perfect poetry...
repeating through my mind,
dancing along the tip of my tongue.
I press my lips to your forehead
and brush loose strands
behind your ear
as you squirm in closer,
until all space between us has succumbed
to our bodies necessity
for a reminder that this is no dream,
but the grace of a reality
we have finally birthed.
And with you
I am at my most beautiful,
the pinnacle of my existence exemplified
in the way you fit me,
every disjointed shape finding
its mate in an opposing piece of me,
another epiphany of the heart,
where everything that has ever been
Day Hundred And SomethingDear Diary,Day Hundred And Something in Free Verse More Like This
Day hundred and something,
My heart still burns,
Though less frequently,
Memories float sometimes,
But are less paralyzing,
I think it's getting better,
Maybe soon a day will pass,
With no burning, no memories,
I wonder if I'll notice that,
I sure hope I will not,
I want it to just past by,
I'll notice it one day,
A day, probably, far away,
When it will matter no more.
Dedicate These LinesI am going to dedicate these lines to youDedicate These Lines in Free Verse More Like This
As the saying goes, you know who you are
Needless to say, it didn't end well at all
But we had some good times, and bad times
Seems to me like it began not so long ago
There were the good days, and the bad days
When it did end, it was surprisingly calm
Time didn't really stop, my life didn't end
I am going to dedicate this one to myself
As the saying goes, the last man standing
Stop To ThinkSometimes I stop to thinkStop To Think in Free Verse More Like This
About the times I tried too much
When I treated my heart like a guinea pig
Now we are on good terms me and it
I let my heart stay in one piece
And it let's me sleep at night
La Petite MortStill my beating heart once moreLa Petite Mort in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
rest 'til morning's light does break
withdraw from heaven's farthest shore
into the gently fading take
the ever distant leagues of time
are whispered with serene intent
the smallest glimpse of fair divine
lies deep within that sweet torment.fly my stilling spirit's splendor
leave this place where I once died
the Little death (each time remembered)
the little Death dwells deep inside.
sleep my love through dream undone
breathe in once, breathe out again
rise anew with Dawn's first sun
and feel the tender moments end.sing my fearsome quickened heart
to keep my tattered soul aloft
evermore inside the bliss
Evermore the death so soft.
Oblivion I Know Your NameI cannot cry.Oblivion I Know Your Name in Free Verse More Like This
cracked in its anguish,
would wash away the world as I know it
and madness would surely follow.
Madness of the worst kind,
(as if one torture were preferable to another)
the kind that steals your light
and leaves only enough grace
to remember that darkness,
once the servant,
is now the master.
"Are you part of our family again?"
a small voice asks in hopeful innocence.
How can so few words devastate?
How can the flower kill the sun?!
I answer that recreated version of myself,
"Yes, always and yes!
No matter where we live, no matter what we do!
You, I, your sister, we are one until the end."
How can I make him make me see the truth of this?
How can we find comfort in days broken into snippets of life?
Life separated by time more than space.
Moments fueled by longing more than love.
Fractured pieces of memory unspun.
The madness swirls about me now,
its teeth nipping at my edges like a hungry wolf.
Its lightest touch paralyzes and I am left breathle
All That Hallow's EveAll That Hallow's Eve in Free Verse More Like This
I traveled alone all that Hallow's Eve,
a living spirit amongst the walking dead,
and gazed at the many goblin faces twisted in feigned horror,
poised for torment and the pleasure it would bring,
ready to consume all fright with a hungry thoughtlessness.
Captains of war, painted and armed, patrolled the streets.
Accountable orders were brandished with 9mm authority: "Disperse!"
Bravado spewed forth like blackened, age-old blood.
A retort echoed from a few houses down,
a "Crack!" delivered from another Jr. Captain
as he ran to his next confectionery deployment.
I heard voices all that night;
the wind carried their singsong chat.
I channeled dark visions;
saw the final form of our expectations
garbed in our myriad of selfishness and self-importance.
I walked naked with realization:
one hundred years to live,
ten thousand times to die.
Without my mask ~my shield~,
I pay the price as the pariah.
The clown seemed the wisest of the bunch.
Resplendent in he
InvisibleI'm invisible,Invisible in Free Verse More Like This
Everyone knows that.
I have not a presence,
I have not a voice,
I have not a reality,
I'm just not there.
It really isn't fun,
Because my emotions
My ideas, my thoughts,
My body, my being,
Is pushed around.
Maybe if I
Could open my mouth,
Could make myself talk,
Could make my
I would be seen.
But I cant,
So I'll disappear,
Go back to my world,
And not speak,
Not show emotion,
And be invisible
UnspokenFor the loveUnspoken in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I never shared.
For the things
I'll never tell.
For all the secrets
Big and small.
For the times
I ignored the calls.
For all the words
I left unspoken.
I'm now drowning
In my emotions.
Let MeLet me touch your chestLet Me in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To make sure your heart's beating.
Let me feel your breath
To make sure you're still breathing
Tell me how I look
To make sure you still see me.
Tell me sweet nothings
So I can think you still love me.
She's a WriterShe sits at her deskShe's a Writer in Free Verse More Like This
Her headphones in,
The world shut out.
She bleeds for others
As words fly from
Her mind to her fingertips.
She stares at the screen,
At every little comment,
The good and the painful.
She forms her emotions
Into books and poems
To throw away the hurt.
She's a writer,
And her best weapons
Are her mind and her pen.
I'm a lover. Not a writer.A poet could say the things I only wish I could convey.I'm a lover. Not a writer. in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Like they'd probably say your kind of love is like...
The burning light of day.
Warm and blinding...dangerous and great-
Those kinds of words are words you'd anticipate.
If I was a poet, I'd go on about your smile,
How your eyes sparkle,
And how I'd stare for more than just a while.
But I'm not. And poetry isn't my thing,
But if it was, I'd write you a song- a song for you I'd sing.
I would serenade you until you fall for me...
And ease you to sleep with words so splendid and deep.
If I was a writer, I would know how to go on...
To tell you I need you...
And how I miss you when you're gone.
I would say something like "I'm nothing without you"
And I'd fall down to your feet.
I would say that you're all I want.
I would say all that's pure and sweet.
I wish I was the one for you-
Your defender and, in word, a fighter,
But all I can say is "I love you"
Because I'm a lover...
Not a writer.
Competition Eren X ReaderCompetition Eren X Reader in Romance More Like This
Everything outside was completely still and silent, even the insects. Only a few dim, flickering torches were left burning to guide you through the sleeping camp, making for an eerie scene. You followed Eren away from the protection of the camp walls and straight into danger. Normally you wouldn't have questioned his judgment, but this latest idea of his just seemed completely reckless. “Eren, I really don't think this is a very good idea. We could get in a lot of trouble, or worse. What if the Titans show up? There's no way we can take them alone, we can barely do anything to stop them even when everyone's fighting together.”
Eren didn't seem the slightest bit bothered by your concerns. Of course, even if he was worried, it wasn't likely that he would turn around now. Once Eren got something in his head, there was no making him change his mind. “If you're scared, just go back. We've already made it past the instructors and the l
Fairy Tail Seven Minutes in Heaven RogueFairy Tail Seven Minutes in Heaven Rogue in Romance More Like This
“We're only at our third player and things are already pretty weird. But we can't stop just because of that.” Happy clenched his paw in resolve. “So player number three, come down here and pick an item already.”
With things going as strangely as they had been, you were a little unsure if you even wanted to play anymore. Figuring nothing too bad could happen, you finally fessed up and walked over to Happy. “Here you go, number three.” You tried to appear calm as you dug around inside the metal bucket. If a small cord hadn't wrapped itself around your fingers, you would have searched for a much longer time, just to calm your nerves. The cord was attached to a small pendant in the shape of a lightning bolt, but had no identifying features. “Whose is this?”
Rogue quietly stood from his corner seat and walked up to you. “Mine.” He took the necklace and stuffed it into his pocket. Without another word to
Fairy Tail Seven Minutes in Heaven StingFairy Tail Seven Minutes in Heaven Sting in Romance More Like This
“So apparently we have a lot of people from other guilds here. I didn't notice this before.” With a paw pressed thoughtfully to his chin, Happy scanned the room. “I might need more number cards. But for now, number seven come get your item.”
“I'm surprised happy, you have all that time between turns to notice things like that. Where do you disappear to anyway?” Happy shook his finger and made a zipping motion over his mouth. “Fine, don't tell me then. I'll just have to watch you when my turn is over.” You'd already picked your item, a small, crystal shaped earring. Recognizing it immediately, you walked over to Sting and held it out for him. “Here, I believe this belongs to you.”
“Yeah, sure does. Guess that means I follow you then huh?” You nodded as Sting stood to his feet and replaced his earring. “Sounds good to me.” Smiling wide, Sting exposed his abnormally pointy teeth.
You'll Never Have To. Undertaker X ReaderYou'll Never Have To. Undertaker X Reader in Romance More Like This
A comforting, delicious smell filled the air around you, pulling you from your sleep. You knew this smell well. Even without opening your eyes, you knew the Undertaker was wafting a fresh plate of scones under your nose. “I swear those things smell better every morning.”
“Aye, I don't doubt that they do love. I still wish you wouldn't be so very picky about what I put in me biscuits though. Now get up, we've got a quest waiting.” The undertaker placed the hot plate on your chest and walked away chuckling quietly.
Slowly sitting up, you stretched your arms as high as you could and let out a long, happy sigh. With a scone in your mouth, you hopped out of bed and began to follow the Undertaker. “You know something, this is the third or fourth time I've fallen asleep here this week. I really don't think that's a good sign.”
“And why's that now hm? I don't see anything wrong with you staying here. After all, you'll
Almost Made It Kyo X ReaderAlmost Made It Kyo X Reader in Romance More Like This
“Would you stop following me around already? I already told you, I'm not going anywhere with you, now go away.” You couldn't blame Kyo for being aggravated, you would be aggravated too if someone had been nagging you since the moment you woke up. “Why are you still here? Go away, I'm doing something.”
“But you promised me. You can't go back on your promise.” Pressing your palms together, you pushed out your bottom lip and gave him the most pathetic look you could muster.
“Oh come on, don't even try that. It's not going to work on me okay?” Kyo snorted, trying his best not to give into your whimpering. “Now get out of here already, I'm trying to make some lunch and I can't do it with you hovering over me like that.”
You backed away just enough to allow him to pull a half empty jar of peanut butter from the cabinets. “I could buy you lunch Kyo, and it would be something a whole lot better
Masquerade Sebastian X Reader Part 1Masquerade Sebastian X Reader Part 1 in Romance More Like This
“Are you excited my lady? It's not everyday one gets invited to such a lavish event. ” Day dreaming while pulling and lacing the strings of your corset to a form fitting tightness, your handmaid seemed more excited about the event than you were.
Stepping into your elaborately designed shoes, you looked at yourself in a full length mirror. The clothing really was beautiful, filled with pulls, lace, ribbons, jewels and heavy embroidery. But it wasn't the least bit practical or comfortable, which made you wince. “I suppose it is rather exciting. Though I don't quite understand the idea of costumes. Why would we want to keep our identities a secret?”
“I suppose for the fantasy of it. It must be nice to be someone other than yourself for a night.” Now having you fully dressed and ready, your maid ushered you to a carriage already waiting by your front door. “Don't forget this now, and have a good time miss.” Before you left, she han
Wake up! Gray X ReaderWake up! Gray X Reader in Romance More Like This
Just enough light to keep you from sleeping filled your bedroom. You probably could have thrown a pillow over your head and willed yourself back to sleep if someone wasn't sitting on your bed, causing it to move and creak slightly. “Whoever's in here, leave. It's too early and I am not getting up until noon today.”
“Noon? Man, you're lazy aren't you?” Your bed shook even more as Gray flopped onto your bed. “It sucks, but I guess I'll just lay here until you get up.”
You moaned at his persistence. “What the heck is so important? Do you even know what time I got back from my mission last night? It was late, really late. I could barely even stay awake in the shower.” Still hoping he would leave you alone, you pulled your covers up over your head and rolled over, wrapping yourself up in a blanket cocoon.
Gray snorted as he crawled closer to you. “You're going to have to get used to not sleeping. I can't rememb
Untitled.A whisper,Untitled. in Free Verse More Like This
A voice, a murmur
She's afraid, confused,
She recognizes the sounds of his voice
The gentle hum carried by the wind,
The words are oh so familiar.
Is she dreaming?
It could be a nightmare
But it's impossible, it's all impossible.
The day before it happened
Sitting in the park
Everything was hazed pink, pink, pink
Everything was love.
His words, verbatum
"Forever never ends,
even when life is dead."
But it died, drowning.
I feel his whisper
Cold as the waters that took life away, away, away.
Cold as the stone of the grave.
"Forever never ends" he says,
Even though I'm dead.
Fix You.I'll take your swollen eyes,Fix You. in Free Verse More Like This
and I'll show them how to clear.
I'll take your broken smile,
and I'll give you one that's real.
I'll take your rampant mind,
and I'll coax it into stillness.
I'll take your scarred wrists,
And plant, on each, some kisses.
I'll take your shaky fingers,
and hold them steady in mine.
I'll take your shattered heart,
and heal it, over time.
ParanoiaRunning, running,Paranoia in Free Verse More Like This
She was always running.
She heard her heart
Pounding in her ears
Her footsteps were loud,
Her breathing was labored.
She was alone
But she felt
She's miserable and scared
And never off guard.
She can't be happy
She was always running
OblivionOblivion in Free Verse More Like This
That kind of beauty
can haunt a life
and ruin a man,
the incandescent taste of skin
so fair it flouts
a summer day
and taunts the bed clothes
as if to say
this is but a borrowed pleasure;
the supple lilt of hips
making wastrels of my senses
and savoring the scent
of flesh entrapping secrets
like a summer solstice;
and that last wave of wonder
puckered in a silken crescent
breaking over me
TreesTrees in Free Verse More Like This
The secret life
of elm and oak
and thin white poplars -
on a winter night,
grazing the moon
like tapers in December.
I smell earth -
peat and cedar
and the indulgent bulge
crafting the air
like a smith
lost in his work.
Chestnuts bear an offering
and the yearning pall
of pine scents the sky
till it's thick with resin.
And they gather
with boughs and limbs
bent like priests at play,
roots tight as ancient drums
to ruminate on stories,
sinewed in fragrant bark
making merry where
the green bends back
FishermenFishermen 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.
RopeHe studied the body on the table,Rope in Free Verse More Like This
how the hair grew clockwise
and tried to guess her name.
Maybe Linda, like his sister -
still in school and studying
how men dealt
with the end of the world.
demure with eyes
that never gazed past her yard
or guessed how much
the sun weighed.
Or Saroya, as exotic
as the indigo blouse
open and gasping at the ceiling.
There is no life
at the end of the rope
his hands deftly rearranging
the color of her cheeks
into something almost living.
Just guess work and apologies
and too many hours
left for someone else
to clear away.