Joseph Kane/Ronin Young Justice VersionJoseph Kane/Ronin Young Justice Version in Sketches More Like This
Secret ID: Dr. Joseph Kane
Superhero Alias: Ronin
Group Affiliation: Young Justice (after introductory arc)
Nicknames: Joey (only called that by his little brother), Crazy Genius (by Nightwing, Joseph usually retorts with "Circus Boy")
Hair: Sandy Blond, usually kept short
Physical Description: Lean but Muscular
General Personality: Cheerful and outgoing, but a bit (understatement) of an smartass. Can be over confidant. Also can be a little nutty and hyper depending on the situation (what Sam calls "Joey's Doctor Who moments")
Good Traits: Loyal to his friends and family, never gives up, always willing to help, kind hearted, compassionate, creative, always willing to learn new things
Bad Traits: Stubborn, sometimes arrogant and acts like he's the smartest person in the room (which he usually is, but I digress), while he likes to help people he is slow to accept help from others, sometimes has t
A Long Awaited RematchJason Todd, also known as the Red Hood, ran along the rooftops of Gotham in search of criminals. Not to arrest them and hand them to the ineffectual Gotham PD like his one time mentor or his "brothers", but to teach them a more permanent lesson. Normally he'd be accompanied by his fellow "Outlaws"; the alien princess Starfire and the archer (and "recovering sidekick") Arsenal. However, he wanted to do this alone; and for all he knew those two were making out in Metropolis. He gave them a time and place to pick him up; for now he wanted to stretch his legs in his old hometown and kick some butt.A Long Awaited Rematch in Sketches More Like This
His third to-be victim was a thief breaking into a jewelry store. Jason proceeded to give the man the beatdown of a lifetime. When he took out his gun to finish the thief off; a batarang knocked the gun out of the hand. A rush of air, and a bola tied up the thief. Another then came flying at Jason, who dodged out of the way.
"Want me, Batman? Come and catch me!"
Jason kicked out the windo
AtychiphobiaScarecrow is in a lab coat in his hideout, pacing in his office talking to a dicta phone.Atychiphobia in Short Stories More Like This
Scarecrow: "Subject 026-subject is female, aged seven and three months. Seems to suffer an irrational fear of the bogeyman, a childish entity used to deter bad behaviour. In comparison it would seem children are more prone to fear due to heightened sense of imagination and still developing logic.
The voice of a little girl rings through the hideout
Girl: KEEP HIM AWAY FROM ME!
Crane: Perhaps since the child doesn't fully understand the concept of fear she gives it a form in which she can understand, akin to all humans when faced with something they cannot understand. This shows that children are perhaps more emotionally intune than some adults.
Girl: He's going to eat me!
Crane: That said, children seem more dominated by fear. It proves more of an obstacle, but also enables control *puts on his mask and walks over to the girl* shush now, silly child, the bogey man won't get you if you're quiet
Young Justice: Resurrection PrologueTHE WATCHTOWERYoung Justice: Resurrection Prologue in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Gamma Squad returned from their mission and approached the nexus of computers where Superboy and Miss Martian were standing. Superboy turned to face them.
Robin aka Tim Drake, Lagoon Boy aka La'Gann, Static aka Virgil Hawkins, Blue Beetle aka Jaimie Reyes and Impulse aka Bart Allen looked at each other, looking incredibly embarrassed. Robin, being the leader of the squad, sighed. "Parasite escaped."
"Yeah, and kicked our butts. It was so mode!" whined Impulse.
"Well we should have gotten better intel," grumbled La'Gann, who was still sore at the fact his ex had gotten back with her old boyfriend.
"To be fair, I shouldn't have overcharged him," said Static.
"Ya think?" retorted Blue Beetle.
If you did, we wouldn't have lost the Parasite! The Scarab said snarkily to his host.
"If only Nightwing was here..." began Robin.
"Well he isn't!" growled Superboy. "We know he is still suffering from what happened!" He then when quiet. "When we lost Wally." He sighed
The Tears of A Clown, When Mr. J Is Not AroundNightwing and Robin chased after the ice cream truck on their bikes.The Tears of A Clown, When Mr. J Is Not Around in Short Stories More Like This
Plot Outline for The Return of Damian WayneA/N: The following is a proposed rough plot outline for a storyline to return Damian to the DCU. It would be a roughly 4-5 issue story arc.Plot Outline for The Return of Damian Wayne in Short Stories More Like This
The story begins with Batman brooding in the Cave, remembering Damian. Alfred is trying to console him. An alarm rings, someone is digging up Damian's corpse. Batman charges out to the graveyard like a, well a bat out of Hell. He sees the desecrators of the grave are members of Talia's League of Assassins, led by Ubu. A fight ensues, but Ubu manages to escape with the coffin to a nearby airstrip. Talia watches as her son's body is placed into a plane and orders her pilot to take them to Nanda Parabat.
At Nanda Parabat, Talia threatens a monk to perform a ritual to return Damian to her. He does so, and he is killed as part of the ritual, so the body can be given life. A mist rises from the Fountain of Life, taking the shape of Damian's soul. He enters his corpse and the body is restored to life. Damian awakens, his last memory dying in his father's
Joseph Kane vs Jason Todd scene: ConfrontationJason storms into the makeshift cell he has for Joseph.Joseph Kane vs Jason Todd scene: Confrontation in Sketches More Like This
Joseph: Good evening, Todd.
Jason: How did you do it? You're what, 18? 19? How could you resist Starfire?
Joseph: Because unlike a good portion of my age group, Todd, I can control my hormones. I was tempted; but unlike some other person in this cell, I don't steal someone else's ex-girlfriend.
Jason: Watch your tone, Kane. I'm not the prisoner here.
Joseph: No, you're just a failure of a Robin.
Jason: I'm not a failure.
Joseph: (sotto voce) You're a failure like your mother's birth control.
BANG! Jason just fired his gun into the brick by Joseph's head. Joseph turns, and pulls the bullet out of the wall.
Joseph: Here's the problem with losing your temper, you always misplace things.
He tosses the bullet to Jason.
Jason: Kane, if anyone's here a failure, its you. You may have ingratiated yourself with Bruce, you might have become his little backup brain; but a few days of me messing up your carefully organized world and you lost y
Valentine's Day Tale: Joseph Plays CupidValentine's Day Tale: Joseph Plays Cupid in Short Stories More Like This
"I hate this holiday, I really do...." said Joseph Kane, his arms filled with objects red, pink and frilly. He had just come home from work early with boxes of various items that had appeared on his desk that day and was sorting them in Wayne Manor's main parlor. After seeing them, he KNEW he had to leave VERY early.
"Seems you caught the attention of several young women, sir," said Alfred taking the objects from Joseph's arms.
"I'm too busy to have a relationship, Alfred; plus even as just the info broker, it might not be safe for me to have one." Joseph picked up a teddy bear, "Right now I want to take a shotgun and use this mass marketed schlock as target practice."
Sam snatched the teddy bear out of his brother's hands, "I'll take that! I'm not letting you use a teddy as a clay pigeon!"
"Fine, you and Barkley and Damian and Titus can takes the stuffed animals...."
Nightwing/Kane Bros: The Demon Knight of GothamDick, Joseph and Sam are in a high end auction gallery. They are in tuxes, but Dick and Sam look uncomfortable.Nightwing/Kane Bros: The Demon Knight of Gotham in Short Stories More Like This
Sam: Why are we here?
Joseph: Someone needs to represent the Wayne Foundation for this auction. So I was sent as an executive and Dick as a Wayne.
Sam: Why didn't Bruce and Damian go?
Joseph: Nothing wrong with a bit of culture, Sammy. And you loved the Brooklyn Museum back home.
Sam: That's because I went there because I wanted to.....
Dick: Come on, this is all freaky occult stuff so it should be a blast
Sam: Isn't that like the Mirror House you and Bruce--
Dick grows a bit pale at the memory of that
Joseph: Sam, we don't talk about "that" in public. Not to mention that these are RUMORED to be tied to the occult. Or have a ties to mysticism. Like Egyptian amulets, Greco-Roman statues, etc. *sighs* They should be in a museum.
Dick: Then why are we here?
Joseph: The Wayne Foundation wants to purchase items to be donated to the Gotham Museum
When Dreams Aren't EnoughWhen Dreams Aren't Enough in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
wind and falling leaves
like whispered words that redeem
me and soothe my soul
Love Will Find YouLove Will Find You in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
true love will find you
lifting you to the heavens
barely touching down
Blue Eyes In Red Hell.Blue Eyes In Red Hell.Blue Eyes In Red Hell. in Free Verse More Like This
Lost and innocent
I don't know how you got here
But I know how you're gonna leave
Take my hand
Let me mislead you
Let me take your soul and turn it into coal
Your pretty blue eyes shall shine no more
I'll take you from your hell and bring you to mine
From the darkest pits of the asylum
The heat of war
I spread my venom
They can't feel anymore
Come on inside
I have nothing to hide
I'm a liar, but I can take you higher
You'll remember the shame and forget the fame
Now you have nothing left
So I'll take you deeper
No, not 'til you're weaker
For now, we'll scream your name on a loudspeaker
Maybe you won't be broken
Maybe I'll be the one who shatters
No, you're weak enough
You're not that tough
Forever alone in my red hell
My dark blue eyes have faded.
The Hero That Never Existed.The Hero That Never Existed.The Hero That Never Existed. in Free Verse More Like This
Just forget my name
I wasn't real to begin with
I am just a faded memory
Behind, all around me, and now I can't see
I was never meant to be
But, here I am
I can breathe
I can see
I can be
I will live
Double up, break it down
Hear me now
My voice is loud
My heart is proud
So what if I don't exist
That just means there will be nothing to miss.
Metal Country.Metal Country.Metal Country. in Free Verse More Like This
Making your head spin
'Til the night breaks dawn
Falling into the undertow hate and pain
All night long
Keep me up
Smash and crash while you sit there waiting for me
This country, is made of Metal
No way to fight it
No way around it
'Til death brings you peace
Stayin' buzzed and dizzy
Playin' that fiddle 'til the crow calls
Swimming in a lake of beer
Keepin' the night strong
Singin' my song
As I walk stumblin' in, you sit there waiting
This country, it's made of love
No way to hide it
No way around it
'Til the last harvest
Unison (Not harmonic):
Not 'til hell freezes over
This is not your country
This is our country
Just leave it to us
This isn't a country for just one
This is a country for all
This is the Metal Country
We don't care who you are
Or what you want
You're not taking that from us
You may break our bones
Or crush our souls
Unison (Not harmonic):
But you can't take this from us!
Lying In Truths.Lying In TruthsLying In Truths. in Free Verse More Like This
Every word spoken is a lie
Why would I even try
Is it time to say goodbye
Bring me the sun
Maybe then I could be one
Against the wall
Your name means nothing to me
Fill in the holes
Tell me why
Did I really have to die
Messes left uncleaned
Hearts left unamended
Minds left unchanged
I never told the truth, so
Blame me for the hate
Can't change my fate
Come out to play
The writings I've left for you
Don't read them in my voice
They're not meant for
You can't understand
What do I have to say
The Broken Sonnet.The Broken Sonnet.The Broken Sonnet. in Free Verse More Like This
Hear the shattered bell ring
Break the dawn
Listen to the angels sing
Broken glass you lay upon
Hiding from the past
The pain is so great
It'll never last
Try to escape your fate
All that's left to fear
Is what you can see
The screams you cannot hear
They all come from me
What would you do if I said I was dying
What if I told you I was lying
Silence.Silence.Silence. in Free Verse More Like This
All the happy ever afters
They just show how weak they are
Take it from me
Rip me apart with your words
Tear off another piece
Take my pain
Make me whole again
So I'll let you see what you think I'll be
Haven't you heard
Look at it this way
I'm just another gear in the clock of time
It just seems unreal
I'll let you know
How the sun was taken from me
And I'll call out
But there here to get me
I won't even listen
Make it so
That you'll never know
Do you think that you're alright
I have resorted to this
Fade into the abyss
Wrong and right
All covered in blood
Where do I begin
Now bathed in sin
Don't cry out
Don't scream or shout
Sitting on dynamite
Waiting for the world to start spinning
Take my hand and spin with me
I fade away, you fall to the ground
Make you make a sound
I'll leave today
Be on my way
Live for today
Journey to the eye of a hurricane
Or do I really have to come back for you
Light the fuse
Essence.EssenceEssence. in Free Verse More Like This
Memories left faded
Hearts become jaded
A million times I have stated
That my love cannot be sated
All will be forgiven
As long as you keep on livin'
In this world so dark
Carving your name in the bark
Lit by the moon
In a corner, it is all too soon
That the pain will come, like a monsoon
While I stay lost, just to be found
Then gagged and bound
Unable to make a sound
On the doors of my mind I pound
Insanity is where it rest
So I try my best
Then I give you my word
A word that will go unheard
I better keep this short
Lest I twinge and contort
Though in essence
I just request your presence
As I start to evanescence
~ Tizon Kolo
This Is My Reason.This Is My Reason.This Is My Reason. in Free Verse More Like This
Can you hear me
I don't care if you listen
I just need to speak my voice
All your pain, it becomes mine
My pain, it becomes rage
This rage, it becomes passion
A passion to be rectified
By the sweet bliss that I get
When I know you're safe
I might not make it home
So keep me everlast
Leave me in your mind
My vision will be everclear
When I know you're thinking of me
I won't turn my back
Not while this is happening
I know you need me
But they need me more
Just know I'll come home
Safe and sound
By my promise I am bound
Even if lost and can't be found
I'll return to you
Hear you cry out
Hear you scream and shout
Never be lost in doubt
My dear little girl
This is why I fight
You are my reason.
The Infernal Sonnet.The Infernal Sonnet.The Infernal Sonnet. in Free Verse More Like This
The world tries to slow me down
But I'll keep this straight face
You can't make me frown
I'll keep running at my fast pace
I'm lost and can't be found
Waiting for the end
Just making my silent sound
Knowing you're not my friend
Crying out in the pain
I'm better off dead
Starting to go insane
That's what they said
Take me to your hell, c'mon
Leave me in my shell, bring it on
The Leaving Sonnet.The Leaving Sonnet.The Leaving Sonnet. in Free Verse More Like This
You won't make it out alive
When will I get what I deserve
I am the only one left to survive
Under you I will serve
Break through my skin
I can't remember your voice
But you won't let me in
As I start to rejoice
You're left alone
See the angels cry overhead
It's not set in stone
Now I'm better off dead
Get down low
I'd better go
Spirit maker chapter 58 Transformation failureSpirit maker chapter 58 Transformation failureSpirit maker chapter 58 Transformation failure in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There so much sadness from sheena side what she was going trough sceince she explained everything to vendor when edgar sadly musted give a hint to vendor how sheena has a secret how she s an princess and she can heal! As that she healed vendor to and explained everything to her it was very sad she was going trough and it was showed to that vendor was that boy whu helped her back then! In old days when kid grabed her hair as kid as well her dad and mom gived her advice that she can find one day a freind witch will be her freind as well protect her and be by her side! As that when she that day runned she noticed her parents being killed by an swordsman person it was an fire unleashed sheena was very sad but then her parents made her understand alot of things sheena was very sad when her parents told her to not worry even she alot worry that s nice but she must find a purpose to go further that was her parents s wish! As she found it the soli
Spirit maker chapter 48 MemoriesSpirit maker chapter 48 Memories!Spirit maker chapter 48 Memories in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Afther vendor left when sheena decided to stay with marijan and lucija vendor was ok with that! Sheena promised to vendor to dont worry she can take care of her self and she will train to get stronger! And then she stayed while vendor was going on a trip but then he visited sheena s grandpa and gived him the letter to tell him that sheena stayed grandpa cryed but he was fine with it later! Afther that vendor was going back home! When his dad and mom noticed him they was so happy to see their son back then he explained everything what happened trough his journey and then vendor decided to stay at home and his parents was so happy he stayed but only one thing matters that vendor become stronger! But that s not all he wants really but what will await vendor now in the new journey? Only time can tell!
2 weeks passed sceince vendor left sheena with a smile showing thumbs up! That sheena get stronger to as she promised to vendor while s
Spirit maker chapter 63 Sheena s decisionSpirit maker chapter 63 Sheena s decisionSpirit maker chapter 63 Sheena s decision in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Afther sheena had so much doubt in her self and asked to much question then dark spirit decided that he start with her to defeat her using dark lightinting burst but as soon she got hit by it she holded her hands like she is praying and then before dark spirit said die then he unleashed it and sheena said how she dont care what will happen to her and as well how she cant do enything even so this was her good bye but then afther she got hit something unexpected happened! She while got a hit from dark lightintg burst the river of light flow over
her dark spirit and edgar noticed it and it was going all over accrosing vendor and sheena s freind every freind they meet saw that light dominic,soliders,king,queeen,marijan,lucija and sakura and dean as well they wondered to how the light was butiful as well lucija whu though as well whu could unleash that light witch spreads around also dean wondered to but sakura dean s mother also said tha
Spirit maker chapter 56 Fast edgeSpirit maker chapter 56 Fast edgeSpirit maker chapter 56 Fast edge in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Afther vendor and sheena saved the boy and his grandpa they was going off and the myster man whu also revaled that his name is edge and then he also remembered that his mission is to bring sheena in on peace even so when he attacked her but stoped because he remembered his misson as well hes very fast vendor had some problems even so vendor tryed his best and said to sheena he will protect her afther vendor had problems with edgar vendor had no choice that to unleash spirit maker as well while edgar attacked vendor he missied him using lighting wave on edgar then edgar was just envading it and vendor was then using thunder to fly into the sky floating as well edgar vendor got very weird when he noticed edgr did the same then while edgar was approaching vendor stoped him by little using light wave and edgar roatating his sword as well edgar noticed sheena she was familiar but afther all that talk edgar got kinda pissed that he will take sheena and bring
Spirit maker chapter 65 Sheena s confidenceSpirit maker chapter 65 Sheena s confidenceSpirit maker chapter 65 Sheena s confidence in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sheena vs Dark spirit (light vs darkness)
This battle will reval the battle betwen sheena and dark spirit! She had hard time dealing with him! As dark spirit unleashed at her dark lighting burst something unexpected happened wen she was hit but then as she floated in the eternal light she meet her mom and dad even vendor of course as well her freinds she found a courage and confidence as she belive she can do it and she finally returned to normal world as she noticed something is diffrend edgar told her how she awakened even dark spirit was little confused and he to then notice that she awakened it was kinda akward to edgar and dark spirit as well how edgar though its
impsosible because she somehow escaped from the attack by turning her into other dimesnion and come back afther dark spirit got mad he unleashed the attack of his at sheena and the light shined uniitl edgar wanted to stop it as he stoped he noticed a&
Spirit maker chapter 64 I wont let youSpirit maker chapter 64 I wont let you that you hurt my freinds (I will protect the path to my freinds)Spirit maker chapter 64 I wont let you in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Finally sheena awakaned afther she saw dad and mom and how her mom explained to her that her daugther is path to light but as sheena did not understand afther her parent told her to not give up she still had questions afther her parents left because they was image but afther
vendor appeared he explained to sheena that she get self confidence and afther sheena saw that everyone is cheering for her she found it again and understand as she saw her freind and
vendor then they vanished and as sheena belived in her self the flash of light shines then sheena came off the light dimesnion into normal and while dark spirit and edgar noticed
sheena she shined bright holding hands with her eyes closed with confidence face as she smiled they watched her and edgar could not belive how she s alive even dark spirit he to was confused and said what? How could she....then h
Spirit maker chapter 66 Re united yet but far asSpirit maker chapter 66 Re united yet but far as being closeSpirit maker chapter 66 Re united yet but far as in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The battle is at state sheena vs dark spirit
While sheena had big problems protecting the path of her freinds marijan and lucija from dark spirit s attack called dark lighting destroyer even so it was close to breaking but even so she tryed to hold it as much she can and her freinds saw her to but as dark spirits s dark lighting destroyer was so hard that sheena s light barrier was scatering it was close to breaking but as sheena holded as much she can dark spirit mentionated again how he will destroy the entire land to not just her or freinds of sheena marijan and lucija s path witch sheena is protecting as sheena s light barrier was close to break as everyone noticed it dominic noticed as well up and cheer on sheena that she hold s it even king and queen worry as well sakura and her son dean also sheena s freinds marijan and lucija!
They all belive in her even so
Spirit maker chapter 44 I wont go back on my word!Spirit maker chapter 44 I wont go back on my word! I wond give up unitil i beat you!Spirit maker chapter 44 I wont go back on my word! in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Afther vendor had hard time dealing with erath bandit erath struggle avoiding by serval times fast go left right and then on top while he noticed he decided to use as well direct hit but dominic got lucky and escaped it and then afther serval erath struggle moves he avoided got dominic little exousted by that moment erath bandit wanted to tell something to dominic before he defeat him! And that was the flash back story of his past how he srached erath bandit that was wen erath bandit ordered bandits to catch sheena and erath bandit s came along to mean while while dominic cryed and sheena told to not cry he said ok and so on then sheena asked where s your parents dominic said somehwere he dont know then sheena got sad and dominic ask sheena and where you parents is? She got sad and said that they died then dominic got mad and said he will beat that guy and every bandit and protect sheena and
Spirit maker chapter 62 Path to lightSpirit maker chapter 62 Path to light sheena awokens aka tears s lightSpirit maker chapter 62 Path to light in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The fight vendor s mistake and rage was at state to kill edgar because he wana kindap sheena and take her to the base and that made vendor go deep into the eternal darkness because he used his spirit ball to soon because of that he was filled with darkness being imprisionated in the dark cage while dark spirit took his body to go out of this dimension as bad happened sheena tryed to bring vendor back with her words but did not work afther battle happened with edgar and dark spirit edgar was not noticing how dark spirit can track his speed as everything was going further our heroes had problems with dark spirit as he fighted edgar
dark spirit said he will destroy everything! That they will see only the dust around the place as sheena also said how he cant because he whould kill the innocent people but then dark spirit said to her silence and that she will be next she was sc
Spirit maker chapter 53 In the last minuteSpirit maker chapter 53 In the last minute! The unkown enemy appears!Spirit maker chapter 53 In the last minute in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Afther vendor and sheena had nice day and sleeped sheena had weird thougs because she sensed a weird aura coming into the city then later vendor ask her what s wrong she said its nothing then dominic come they talk to come in the chamber afther that dominic ask vendor and sheena to help investigate things about the bandits whu attack our people so our heroes decided to help even sheena wanted go back her grandpa but then vendor asked her to go to then she decided to go afther that when dominic get his soliders to come to they was traveling but before that kning and queen wished them good luck and they said thanks while they was going further they notice unkown person very mysteryius and sheena again got an weird aura afther they was going off vendor asked sheena what s wrong sheena said its nothing and then afther they was going further they noticed an person defeated and wonder whu c
hidingWe let our emotions get the better of us.hiding in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But is that really so bad?
Is it weakness?
Would you cry if you didn't hurt?
Would you fight if you weren't angry?
We have our reasons.
But could we show real strength as if it was a way of life?
Why do we hide it from each other?
To show self-control?
Because we don't want to be judged.
We are so concerned on how the world perceives us.
Those who can be themselves are strong.
But could they really show their whole selves?
We're all just hiding in our shells from others,
and even ourselves.
How do you see the world?
I'm not a HeartlessI'm not a Heartless in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I'm not one to be talked about.
If you mess with the people I love,
you mess with me.
And I with such power,
why would you want to provoke me?
Darkness can comfort me,
but the light gives me strength.
I can overcome everything,
except for myself.
I, who had thrown myself away for the worlds,
would do anything just to go back to that time.
The time when the three of us were isolated on that island,
being the best of friends we were.
Maybe someday they'll forgive me.
forgive me pleaseThis pain inside my chest cannot take me.forgive me please in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
If I belong to anyone,
it's the people that mean the most to me.
I may have screwed up in the past,
and hurt them the most,
but I'm willing to make up for my mistakes.
I will try all I can to earn back their love,
but all I can hope for is that they forgive me.
carry onLife is too short.carry on in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
So they say.
But so much can be done in just one day.
It's hard to believe that it passes by so quickly.
there's hardly any reason to say it's short.
If you want to do something,
Forget about yesterday,
and focus on today.
There's no excuse.
Those who cannot,
whether physically or mentally,
are those you must encourage.
In doing so,
you'll find newborn confidence in yourself.
And you'll be able to see your life,
to walk it the way you want to.
Even when time passes quickly,
the path of life is long.
no helpIf I were to fall from the sky,no help in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
where would I land?
Who would see me?
Would they help me?
Run from me?
Or sell me?
Why should I help these humans,
when they can't even help themselves?
Reward those who deserve it,
not those who have done nothing for others.
So you became a millionaire,
Did you help a million people?
If not, what have you to gloat about?
The things you have?
Those are nothing if you're not happy.
So if I were to fall from the sky,
would you help me?
Or would you sell me?
material possessionsEverything we have is a lie.material possessions in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
More than often, we desire things.
No, it's not bad to desire something.
It's bad to obsess over it,
to crave anything within your reach,
to pull it into your greed's hands and call it yours.
All you really own is your thoughts,
Without these, what is human?
Human is nothing.
We are nothing.
That is why we desire unnecessary objects,
to make us feel better about ourselves.
No one owns people.
You only own yourself,
so don't waste it.
changeIf I could be anything else,change in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
I would stay the same.
If I had the world in my hands,
I'd give it away.
If I was different than I am now,
I would keep to myself.
Being the best isn't worth it.
Surviving is all that matters.
And in this world,
we have to work harder just to live.
If I could change anything,
I would get rid of the desire for control in everyone's mind.
Maybe we can finally live.
emotionsEmotions.emotions in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
We all ponder on them,
both subconsciously and consciously.
In our dreams,
our emotions are explained to us,
even if we don't quite understand the explanations.
In our lives,
we see what happens to us and we react.
Reacting is what causes emotions to stir.
Even doing nothing causes emotions to rise.
When we see others emotions,
it's what we feel in return that affects us.
And that, in turn, affects everyone around you.
And that will converse with your feelings too.
just stopBroken homes.just stop in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It's a common phrase used for kids who make bad decisions.
They always say we need help,
but what if we don't want help?
Why can't we just live the way we want to?
We want to break away from the order of things.
We're tired of it,
so we rebel in order to make a voice for ourselves.
Our motives are different,
our actions are different,
even our thinking is different.
But we all do it for one reason.
Bars will not hold a voice,
it only strengthens it.
Stop trying to control the world,
because the more order that is made,
the more chaos will rise against it.
Education means nothing if there is no desire for it,
so don't make it a law for us to learn.
We learn on our own,
we can't be forced.
Suicide is the easy way out.
Drugs and crime is the hard way out.
Stop throwing things on us,
and worry about yourself.
we are...Whether we know it or not,we are... in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
we are all in a gang.
Upper class, middle class, and lower class.
There are so many small groups in those three main ones.
All around the world, we terrorize each other.
And for what?
The list can go on and on.
Why can't we just share among each other?
Is our greediness so strong that we can't break away from it?
Even if the world was dying,
are we really so used to the way things are that we wouldn't survive?
We are that one thing that needs to be taken care of.
We are food for each other,
fuel for our actions,
dolls for our boredom.
We are the the trash that needs to be taken out after it piling up so high.
There's no help for anyone in the war we have amongst ourselves.
Is It?You tell me we are perfect together.Is It? in Free Verse More Like This
"I am the melody,
you are the words.
We fit eachother
like a key
in its lock,"
You tell me you are absolutely certain that
we are like little puzzle pieces,
completing this picture.
is it our picture?
A confession"As you slept, I sat in the dark and listened to the sound of your breathing and your dreams,A confession in Free Verse More Like This
as they exhaled under the pockets of your eyelids,
drifting between specks of dust in the humid air.
And I touched my fingers to your un-parted lips,
to understand the absence of your words,
to know the restless thoughts that haven't escaped, scraping against your teeth,
marking tallies into the enamel how long they've waited.
And as you slept, I
pressed my ear to the song in your throat,
trapped beneath a lump you cannot swallow."
"I wanted her to love me so badly,
I found myself carried away
on the ocean she loved so deeply."
2:23 AM"While you lie in bed, dreaming of the girl2:23 AM in Free Verse More Like This
I will stay up and dream of you
I will dream the way your fleeting hands felt
on the small of my back as I
neatly tuck the memories
beneath the folds of my sheets,
to pray for your company
when I sleep."
She is the lover
who presses his words to her temple
until they hurt, sucking
them in until they blacken her lungs,
and tasting them bitter
on the tip of her tongue.
"I was trying to write a
they don't come so easily anymore."
August 26thshe sat cross-legged,August 26th in Free Verse More Like This
absorbed in august clouds,
in pseudo resistance to the push of the current,
edging closer and closer to the familiar shore.
Like petals and leavesWhen she thinks of him, she thinks of tree branches:Like petals and leaves in Free Verse More Like This
spindly fingers spread out, stretching
in angles wide for handfuls of sky.
And she thinks of him.
She thinks of him digging his toes
into soft, damp sand,
wading in shallow depths before
being carried by crescents of the sea.
She thinks of him in a blur of curls, in the
warmth on her waist and the coolness on her lips,
pressing the memories and the maybes
like petals and leaves
And she thinks of him.
From the stuff of your soulBefore you left, he felt a little bit weakFrom the stuff of your soul in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
because he knew
you were the transient, unpredictable
image of beauty
of everything he craved and wanted and feared to lose.
You were the unsettlement of his stomach, the tangled sheets between his legs, the darkening circles under his eyes that he loved because they seemed to match yours.
And he woke up some mornings feeling a little bit hideous, because you were a writer, and he'd have spent his dreams in your words, pained and scarred by the way they resonate like the ringing truths that he had avoided his whole life. But you made them okay, you made them beautiful. And this is something he can't stand, but oh, how he loved you for it. How he loved you for that ugly-beauty nobody wants to see because it hits them in those places they keep hidden and protected, shied away from the rest of the world, but most of all from themselves. Oh, how he loved you for knowing what that pain is like.
And sometimes he would take his notebook and pretend h
slip-The memories of her come in portraits:slip- in Free Verse More Like This
heavily scented with her cigarette scent,
dusty autumn coats on the faded ink.
"He dreamt of a woman who moved like the sea,
perpetually flooding the alcove of his mind,
bearing eyes as blue, with hints of green,
like water in cupped hands,
slipping through thin fingers to pour
past the shoreline,
falling deeply in love with the ocean tide."
The memories of her come in poems:
brief as her kisses and
lonesome as the night.
You look so defeatedI sat on the peak of hopefulness,You look so defeated in Free Verse More Like This
pulling feeble strands of you from the empty air,
to settle for a whisper, a footnote,
tugging with my empty hands for a severed fragment
to press to my lips
and mistake for love.
To rememberShe remembered the times1 when he would trace the scars on her forearm with a steady fingertip, its path zigzagging a pattern which tickled her skin.To remember in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He would tell her:
"You are strong."
And seeing her eyes wide and questioning, he would say:
"You are a zebra, strong-legged and free."
And time2 would play its tricks; the scars turning to cuts, burning and healing all over again.
In the hazy mystery of the Great Hereafter, he will search for her soul through seven lifetimes. He will pay the ferrymen and wade through fiery lakes. He will dance with pitchforks and dare to sing in Asphodel fields. He will weigh against feathers and float up to the sound of choruses on high.
And when3 he finds her, he will approach her. And with pained eyes wide and questioning, he will ask:
"Why didn't you write me back?"
And she will tell him with all the solemnity the chaotic universe could muster:
I remembered a world where I couldn't."
"There used to be a time4 when it was easy not to
if i could.1.if i could. in Free Verse More Like This
i’ll be honest with you;
there is a certain authority to being
somebody said once that writers struggle with reality
because we spend all of our time
constructing our own.
the truth is, life may be impermanent
but the details are not.
time has one direction
the past cannot be revisited
and history cannot be redone
with a red pen.
what happens, happens.
we are walking permanent records
that can never be expunged.
no matter how many orphans we pull from fires
no matter how many dying children we sing to
we still made our mother cry once
we still let our little brothers find us passed out
on the front porch when we were nineteen.
imagination is our primary retreat
because there, that boy does fall in love with us
and our first kiss is not spit on our chins
or misses landing on our nose
(maybe there are waves crashing in the background)
and we say everything right.
there, we have crafted a version of ourselves
that lives perfectly.
“if i could,” someon
two-fifty an hour.let me save you the trouble:two-fifty an hour. in Free Verse More Like This
because what i'm trying to say is
i'm not a good person.
i don’t tell valerie about how i planned to rekindle
my friendship with charlie’s best friend last year
just so i could get to him and hurt him.
(i don’t tell her how, in the end, i ended up liking
his friend instead, and charlie dated another
fifteen year old
because shit happens and what was i doing,
expecting things to go my way?)
there are certain things she doesn’t need to know,
certain things i can’t say because
putting it into words what it was like waking up,
that sort of shame that came with it –
it was like – it was like looking into a window
and swearing there’s a monster behind it
before, slowly, i realized
it was a mirror.
what therapy promises me: love yourself, forgive but
never forget, tell us your past
then let it go.
what i learn in therapy: nobody has all the answers.
we certainly don’t.
april 18th, 2012.therapy:april 18th, 2012. in Emotional More Like This
"I'm not an artist. I'm just a kid with a keyboard."
“And, y'know, I’m probably not really sick.”
“I read a lot of books. I probably just act like this because I saw it somewhere on the Internet.”
“I just want to be more like my dad.”
“I’m really just a pathological crybaby who wants attention,” I tell you.
You say, “I think there are better ways to get attention than fake a mental disorder.”
“Maybe I’m doing it for fun.”
The problem isn’t that I need to see a therapist.
The problem is that I need to see a therapist because I dream about slamming your head into a tree.
Right after we broke up, you took me to the bike cage and promised me everything would be okay. Then you got together with that fifteen year old from Michigan and told our friends that I was a freak.
Slamming your head into a tree might be painful, but nothing will ever hurt more than kn
not all the way through.i read once,not all the way through. in Free Verse More Like This
“Adults often forget
what it’s like being young
because they block it out.”
right after that:
“Similar to trauma victims.”
last summer, when i told that man
old enough to be my father
that i had a boyfriend,
he said “so?”
when I told him i was a minor,
he said “and?”
there are no boundaries anymore,
and don’t tell me
“boys will be boys”
because that doesn’t make it
don’t tell me
I was asking for it
because what I’m really asking for
is for it
i wish i was a person
and not numbers on a scale.
i wish i was a human being
and not the cleavage in my tank top.
i wish we would stop hating ourselves.
i wish girls were allowed to say no
and eat every day
and forget to shave their legs.
i wish boys were allowed to cry
and be ballerinas
and speak up
when something hurts.
i wish we thought
we deserved more.
(and don’t tell me
none of this is sup
numbering the steps.I'd like to count the number of times you fucked me over, but I only have ten fingers and toes.numbering the steps. in Short Stories More Like This
I never mentioned this but I really should have.
Because it was so hard that you were blowing me off, especially after the third/fourth/fifth/fourteenth time.
Or in September, when your eyes could look everywhere but mine when I finally stopped telling you, because I knew you weren't listening.
Oh, and you killing yourself last April. There's that.
(Your note said: "Tell Scarlett I'm sorry." And oh God, Charlie, please believe me, I tried so hard to make it right, I did.)
Fourteen days, two hours, and fifty-nine minutes: how long it took for us to fall in love.
Overnight: how long it took for you to fall out of it.
You loved me like a bomb loves a crowd. Like the boys mothers warn their little girls about, except you had softer hands and nicer eyes, so I never thought you could take everything when you left.
You wouldn't have come to me in January if our par
and then, you changed.For years, you used to ask me what you were to me.and then, you changed. in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
And I would always say, "Nothing," until you finally understood that there was nothing you could do that could ever hurt me.
When we were children, there were no monsters under your bed. Just dead frogs and lizards from the pond on your doorstep.
You asked your sister, "Why do things die?"
"Because death is a part of life," she told you with a loving hand in your hair and a calming hug waiting for you later. But her eyes pinned me over your shoulder.
She never told you it was because Erik wouldn't stop killing them.
Flowers die, too. So I flattened them in your schoolbooks for you to find.
And you thought it was romantic. You showed them to your friends and told your sister you had a secret admirer.
I often wondered how you would've felt if you saw their ashes blow away with the wind, when I later burned them out on the deck.
It took you two years. You left a note in my locker junior year asking if I wanted to go out
caterpillars will become butterflies.You called it a whole other world.caterpillars will become butterflies. in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"It's a fortress," you tell me when we sit at the bay window, thrown wide open.
The spider webs would cut thousands of crystal strokes under my windowsill in between rainy seasons, and each morning we'd sit out in the yard and I'd watch you sketch the dewdrops ebbed in the tiny satin tightropes. Your father hated them, but you wouldn't let him touch them.
"Everything so geometric and miniature. It's amazing."
The structure of my bones became geometric and miniature, too, so you could trace every line sitting in that window, with the curtains billowing like butterfly wings.
But I never noticed that you never noticed the butterflies.
You called me your little fairy girl.
"Little fairy girl," you tell me in the kitchen. My mother has just wed your father and I already like you. "Little fairy girl, so small and fragile."
Couldn't you see it, Jeremy? Couldn't you see how I followed you like a moth would to flame? You plucked me from the vine an
history remembers.i.history remembers. in Free Verse More Like This
history repeats itself.
i realize this the fourth time i find myself on a couch
with the head of a boy i don’t know
between my stiff, nonresponding legs.
i realize this on the third sip of alcohol. on the fourth.
the fifth. the eleventh. the first time i black out. the eighth.
history repeats itself
and i am napoleon marching across russia
and i only pretend the water is poisoned.
i only pretend the earth is burned to ground.
i pretend that destruction is inevitable
and that help is not an option.
we got close, him and i.
sometimes you get so close to a person
you can feel their lips stiffen
when you try to kiss them.
sometimes you get close to a person,
under them, between damp sheets.
they never stop believing
that you are beneath them.
“help me,” he says. i say okay.
he tells me to sleep with him later
so i say the wrong name in bed,
but so does he;
he means it,
i say it because it’s the only way i can
viii.you tell them how you've been seeing his face in clouds lately,viii. in Free Verse More Like This
and how fast your heart races,
and how tightly your hands clamp shut,
and how his eyes are just too green
for you to speak.
swaying and smiling,
a sigh in your chest,
you call it love.
they call it fear.
short-term memory.and you'll never forget:short-term memory. in Emotional More Like This
When you realized that everybody dies alone.
When you didn't take your eyeliner off one night, so in the morning
your eyes would look as hollow as you felt.
When you spent a year blacking out the sad endings in your books.
(When you wished that life could also work like that.)
When you learnt that "We need a break" means "I am going to break your heart."
When you fell in love with the stars, and the way he says "us."
When he told you, "More than just a long time."
The first time you hung up to the sound of your father laughing.
When you walked home from a party in January, and couldn't remember
if you were still breathing.
When you begged him to let you be sad, and he smiled and said, "No."
When you saw the irony of drawing trees on paper – and how alive you've felt
after being sure you were dead.
LoveYou cannot find love in a duet of wordsLove in Concrete Poetry More Like This
a song or a poem
or the dictionary nerds.
you cannot grasp love in a grin or a hug
or an action so sweet
or a heart engraved mug.
you cannot express the love that you feel
in a song or a ring
or a fancy dinner meal.
for love is too great for people so hollow
who say they're in love
with girls that they follow.
love is too great to be used every time
a boy writes a letter with warmhearted rhyme.
and love is too shy to be spoken at all
for the the person you jumped for
into a fall.
And love is too rare to be used more than one
even if you care for him
more than a ton.
because love can go farther than that even more
worth everything times the sand on the shore.
love goes so far only one mind can know
for one person out there who put on their show.
love is nothing but a life from which taunts
everyday you don't see him
everyday that he haunts.
AshtrayAshtrayAshtray in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Peering through my window
Today will be OK if I
Lock the door
Close the shades
Throw away the clocks
Burn the calender
This year dissolved
Am I awake
What's the point of dreaming
I'm close to never thinking
And I see you
Walking by too slow
March through the day
Forget the boxes
I'm wrapped in a box in a box that's in a box that's in a box in a box
In a cage
In a place of people walking by
I'm waiting in a box
I'm silent in a box
I want grey
Anymore duller and it'll be OK
I'm sure I'll make it through yesterday
Right now I'm not sure
Do I need to be sure
Reach down my throat and untangle my words
Decorate me with duct tape
And I will not speak
Throw me away and I'll be at home
There's a place I'm thinking of
Maybe I remember wishing I was t
I Did It AgainI did it againI Did It Again in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I can't do anything
I imagined myself doing
So I go for a stroll
Down a big hill
Covering my eyes with my hands
And hoping nothing hits me
The deepness of your words
Isn't sweeping me away
I'm dipping my toe in the current
I'm sorry I'd rather stay
I've never known the truth of things
I thought I knew the truth of
I've never understood the silence
Peeking though your pauses
I just didn't have the words
I couldn't blow away the clouds
I just couldn't keep my thoughts
The voices are too loud
I wanted to grasp on to everything you said
And scream them back at you
So you could hear their rhythm
And you wouldn't feel so blue
I wanted to twist a tangled song
Into something pretty for you
But the words squeezed through my fingers
And ran to the bluer blue
I seek so desperately to find a cave
Filled with whispering jewels
And I'd laugh at the clever treasures
As they'd giggle at the shoelaces on my shoes
I don't make any sense
And if I did it would all be bland
Like a dul
The Nevermore StoryFind your wordsThe Nevermore Story in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Share your feelings
Neglect your thirst
Because sometimes it's appealing
I'm supposed to write away my worries
And throw the words on the early morning streets
I'm supposed to find a way home
Blind without a map
Without my feet to walk me there
I was stuck being lost last Tuesday
I wrote my love a love letter
And set it aflame
Because there's no one left to blame
I spun in thirty circles within a circle spinning twice more
So I spun faster than anyone before
And my feelings escaped my dizzied mouth
Before the geese in my backyard pond flew south
Well I got into the woozy droozies
The locked up cabinet two cupboards above the fridge
The one with the baby blue cloud outlines
And dusty ominous wind chimes
I danced on the blown away floor
Wearing the socks I got at the hospital
I pondered my life choices
And questioned these angelic voices
I screamed out the voice box
And my throat exploded into a harmonious plethora of sparkles
I felt the consciousness melting off my skin
AboutBonjour my name is Marie Angelique Hicks and I'm not at all French although I've always wanted to be, probably because my cheese and sharpie mustache obsessions are always so surfaced during lunchtime. Everyone I know calls me something different at some point, and my lousy name is soon forgotten. I call myself Tertiary Fimily Picks ("Tertiary" being a primary and secondary color adjacent to one another mixed together, "Fimily" being a word that popped into my head during a math test in 8th grade, "Picks" being a lot more fascinating than "Hicks"). Although some people are shy asking me, "How are you my Flamingo Toes?" it strikes me as amusing when instead they ask, "How are you?" because it's clear that they actually want to say something silly and puzzling. My favorite color is yornge (a tertiary color of which orange and yellow are equally mixed into a creamy sunset color) and my favorite words are "pop" and "usurp". If I compliAbout in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Coonfoxable and El Carrot A Raccoon and A FerretRead every word I wrote for youCoonfoxable and El Carrot A Raccoon and A Ferret in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Because you need to know I care
And read them again if you'd like
Maybe a life I could spare
What will I do when you're gone
While my other friends get high
Like every day they did before
And every day I became more shy
What will I do when I can't talk to you
And I'll talk to the bleachers instead
Or maybe the wall under the stairs
I wish them rather you was dead
How can I explain you
If there's no reason to explain
And now I know clearly
It's not worth the pain
So I'll describe you by memories
Those little things that fill me up
Those things that haunt and taunt and soothe me
And someday will corrupt
They'll hurt me and beat at my thoughts
Fueling me through tomorrow
If you leave without a word
For a long time I will see sorrow
So life is a box wrapped in delicate lace
The inside is filled with crap
And the stupid people like me
Will fall for it's simple trap
However you're too wise to go down that road
Too smart to take another step
And I'll be sad to
UsedUsedUsed in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I guess it's a pretty bland word
You heard before we made a mess
And I stand before your prettiness
It's a little less frightening
When you're enlightened by the truth
From the outside you see you're ruthless
On the bright side for you I'm clueless
So let's do this slowly now
It's the only way my heart allows
Something this useless
Dealing with someone sneaking so lowly
Peeking into a place you stole
Planting the empty space with your only
A cold thought blown past these lands
So vast and unknown
You wish you could have flown somewhere happier
But you're trapped in your fears
Slapped back by the lack of cheer
We're cheering for you
And leering at your blue
A disguise I tried to see through
I drew a line and dined with trouble
Hoping you were humble
Catching me if I were to stumble
Here's the catch
You snatched my attention
Not to mention your intentions
Taught me to laugh at your life long lessons
You ought to be more careful
I dared you
Butterfly SpringsButterfly Springs in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Time heals everything
This is just a story
Where you're coming from
Blue moss is when
I wish you something
Glancing at your glory
Heartbeats humming some
And I'm lost before I find then
Your weightless words sting
And my thoughts are gory
So I can't necessarily ask you to come
Guess where I've been
A table I ask you to bring
For floors are too floory
Searching for simply just one crumb
And you won't be back again
CHLORINEChlorineCHLORINE in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Endless buckets of chlorine
Below the last droplet of chemicals laced with yesterday
Stuck like glue to glue
And bubbles of glue bubbles
Fishing in your empty throat for sugar and pennies
You're flat like the face of the ceiling
Flat enough so no breeze can find you
Easy for me to forget you
I won't forget you
Handfuls of tears
Your tears handing my hands tears
Hands and tears mingling in cacophonous repetitive conversation
I keep them in a jar on a shelf
Through a tunnel
Connecting to your heart
So I can have a beat to dance to
Endless buckets of chlorine
Love Story Oh MyThere once was a lettuce who lived on its own, it lived in a bucket and sat on a pinecone, and thats what the lettuce did all day, until a grasshopper invited the lettuce to play. And the grasshopper made the lettuce blush, and then it developed into a crush, and then an odd thought occured to the lettuce, that it had a grasshopper fetish. And the grasshopper realized that it too, was in love the lettuce's striking hue. So then they got married and moved in to a bigger bucket balancing on a bigger pinecone, and the lettuce from then on was never aloneLove Story Oh My in Concrete Poetry More Like This