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  • Not Yet

    Morning found me drunk with sleep, head spinning with exhaustion It crept beneath my eyelids, peering in with little caution And pushing them awake divorced my eyes from furtive dreams To witness neither morning nor its sun-enchanted beams A murky ...

    • Author: Jae
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Rappin' Repost

    a wavier while ago down the road a mile or so drunk and in denial + bile + throw, I stagger style up the walkway, heave ho, cleave those lobster claws, flip casino dough, sip pinot- on the scene, gangsta lean, yo, clean em out n’ keep the green— na...

  • Another Fine Mess (3)

    The bedroom door was flung open and 10-year old Zach burst in. Chestnut curls fell over his forehead, framing hurt, tear-filled hazel eyes. “Mom! Max won’t let me make pancakes!” Nora, now alone in bed and sitting with the sheet tucke...

    • Author: Miz Em
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Watch the Queen Conquer

    nature is much stronger than we give her credit for she is the sea and the stars from which we were born and to which we shall return and she will not always be so forgiving. her body becomes a battle ground day after day her skin writhes and crumbles,...

    • Author: m0ri
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
  • Life is but a Flicker

    Life is but a flicker From one moment to the next Never mind if slower, quicker Life is but a flicker Sparks abruptly at the start Ends in ways no one expects Life is but a flicker From one moment to the next

    • Author: Jae
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
  • Conflict: Second Sight

    She turned away and went back into her chambers. Uncertain of whether I should follow, I hung behind until she looked back impatiently. Propriety be damned, I thought – there was more than enough space in the guest chambers that it wouldn’t...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
  • Conflict: Long Odds

    I wondered how to break the silence, but she saved me the trouble by getting up in my face and jabbing a gloved finger at my cuirass. “Askya’s lapdog you may be, but you didn’t tell him everything.” It was not a question, but I ...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
  • Conflict: Judgement

    Despite being on the wrong end of Uncle Askya’s displeasure many times, I rarely saw the man show much more than a mild scorn. So I stepped back involuntarily when he switched from sarcasm and sneering contempt to full-on rage. The quiet kind. &#...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
  • Watercolored Corn on My Shoulder

    Steam fills my lungs as I powder punch the words over and again into my head. I want to say something poetic, but not intrusive. Something honest, but not painful. Realizing I can’t, my body adjusts to my building pressure. Lizards and tigers due...

  • Semi-There Sunrise

    Things went blank. Or flat. Or perhaps just semi-there, but loud. The night became a flash of images and information punctuated by gunfire and mortar explosions. Bits and pieces of salient information emerged as if from a fog—friendly positions, ...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
  • Another Fine Mess (2) (Mature)

    Nora was a bit desperate to find a way out of the situation before her children woke. It just wouldn’t do for her kids to find her in bed with a man, especially one young enough to be her son! Well, she thought, not quite that young. Her son, Max had...

    • Author: Miz Em
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
  • That Feeling You Get When You Hear A Song And It All Clicks

    I’ve put your mem’ry with this song Through vibrations in the air In hopes that you could still live on I can pretend you’re standing there Before your vision torn asunder As the lyrics fill my head I give you one last roar of thunder...

    • Author: inky blue
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Conflict: Beneath Appearances

    The young woman fired three bolts of orange fire ahead of her charge, which I caught with a deft swing – throwing up a shield along the blade to catch her magic. It was mere distraction. She came in hard immediately afterwards with a pair of twis...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
  • Conflict: Late in the Day

    The provosts fell in behind us, not the pair I had expected but a full half-dozen. Their shimmering, personal shields quickly merged, forming a solid blue-tinged ovoid that covered Uncle Askya and myself in a protective cocoon. Their ordinary robes and...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
  • Conflict: Thicker than Water

    I didn’t blink, but did put down the weapon I was cleaning when Uncle Askya strode into my room. A pair of guards were just visible outside – an official visit, then. I stood and saluted stiffly, withstanding the look of scorn and disappoin...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
  • War and Water

    Dan rubbed my shoulders, loosening the knot of tension that had built up between them. I slowly relaxed into his massage. “Let’s run a warm bath, huh?” he murmured into my ear. I let him retreat to the bathroom. I heard the water star...

  • Hot Dead Run

    Sweat runs in rivulets and flits back in the oncoming breeze. Worn Reeboks pound out a desperate rhythm across gravel and cracked pavement. A pitiless Arizona sun watches the dead sprint with a burning eye. With a hoarse swear, Mark skids around the co...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Light Reborn

    Fire and Shadow danced in the shadow. Two men locked in a deadly duel, one young, glowing, black night and power. The other grim and worn, his light spluttering and guttered! Eldarion grimaced as waves of exhaustion swept over him. The dual strain of m...

  • Sleep, Where Art Thou

    Sitting here, in my bed So many thoughts fill my head One o’clock, two o’clock, three o’clock I just keep counting thru the flock My head it aches from lack of sleep I close my eyes, still counting sheep I am so tired and just worn ou...

  • Dedication

    Though my fame may wax and wane And though my head grow hoary I will never remain satisfied To bask in former glory

    • Author: Jae
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Adventure!

    “You would love it, " her girlfriend began, “Janet, you really have to just book the ticket!” “Oh, you know I should, but you know me too.” Janet balled up the opened sugar packet and poked it around the heavy wooden ...

  • Cash flow....not

    Would it not be wonderful Getting paid for what I write A dream of many I am told And doubtful that I might If I could get a little cash For all the time I spend Sitting at my desk of Ash The bank might be my friend

  • The Poet

    Alone he sits at his fated task Deep in thought, behind his mask Pen in hand and paper steady To bleed his passion at the ready Quill and Ink and words a plenty Wisdom far past four and twenty A mind so deep and thought provoked At times it seems it mu...

  • Stone

    Pillars stretching upward toward a ceiling as a sky Worlds apart, the traveler will use them all to fly Not through air, nor crossing land, but waiting for the chime The Bones of the Earth allow his steps to reach back into time

    • Author: Jae
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
  • Never Standing Still

    Purpose often staggers ‘gainst its own increasing weight What motion once was confident, now cause to hesitate Beware the goal’s corrupting of life’s set trajectory For life will spin them round, a loss of will predestinate

    • Author: Jae
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
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