Stories tagged “imagination”

  • the greatest power is imagination

    I look at my arm and it’s covered in fire. blue,shiny flames surround it. and it doesn’t hurt or harm me. I can use it. throw it. it flares up when I’m upset and I learn to supress it. I’m the only one who can see it. I wonder ...

    • Author: okelay
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • Oi!

    Oi! Your voice is in my head! What’s it doing in there? I don’t know if it should be there, Maybe we should get it out. But it silently refuses to leave. It doesn’t distract me, It has good behavior, But when I turn my mind loose Into...

  • Daydreaming the Truth

    Lately, my fantasy life has taken something of a twist. It started off innocently: I found that by imagining just an extra few steps taken by Shelly from the front counter, I could easily reroute her from the water cooler to my desk. She would look aro...

    • Author: dt
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • To My One True Love

    I’ll just open the damn thing and find out once and for all, Zach thought, taking a long drag from his cigarette, and then ramming it into the ashtray. If it’s John, he’s got something comin’, lemme tell you… The letter he...

    • Author: Jay
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • That's What the Imagination is For, Isn't It?

    Sigh. It felt like only yesterday that we met. Something just seemed to click. We had the same sense of humor, could understand each other’s quirks. I can’t recall when I’ve had such interesting conversation with someone (who is not related to me...

  • Once, there were blue fairies.

    I used to watch them from my bedroom. Peering out of my window hoping they wouldn’t see me. Little sparks of blue that flickered and shot around the garden, cute little smiles on their faces as they put the flowers to sleep for the night and woke...

  • Further (a villanelle)

    Wondering quietly how far I should go and how many signposts are there on the way, I feel for the map of my heart and I know its more crumpled edges are tearing, and so I tuck it inside and greet a new day, (still) wondering quietly how far I should g...

    • Author: LaraLustre
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Two sides of the same coin.

    We were born together. Our lives were nothing more than a minute apart, but our minds couldn’t be farther. When I saw a looking glass. He saw furniture. When I saw a white rabbit. He saw an animal. When I saw a girl in a blue dress. He saw a chil...

  • Accidents Happen (2)

    “Let’s play House again!” Nine year old, Charlotte, begs. Nicole stops commanding her invisible army and comes back to reality. “You don’t like playing Castle?” Nicole asks a little disappointed. She loves playing Ca...

    • Author: Mr.Gabriel
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Accepting The Truth (2)

    Michael wakes up from his nap around three and quickly looks for his parents, but is a little scared when he can’t find them. He starts to imagine himself as some orphan in the city looking for his real parents. The big buildings he sees are colo...

    • Author: Mr.Gabriel
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Imagination

    I’ve always had a strong imagination. You see, I spent most of my years within my mind. So really, it came as no surprise when my imaginings started becoming real. It frightened me at first, because let’s face it, the mind of a twelve year ...

  • Reality Pills

    Telling my parents about Franz was a bad idea. They sent me to a counselor to help “get my head on straight.” Dr. Slacks gave me a bottle of pills that rattled when you shook it. They smelled funny. Franz told me not to take them. I trust F...

  • Stalworth's Rock

    But, if Imagination is real, what if it spills over? Trickling into a parallel Storyline, existing right next door. All we have to do is allow them through, and once again Dragons shall walk the streets. Dragons shall fill the skys and oceans. Beware o...

  • Stalworth's Rock

    But, if Imagination is real, what if it spills over? Trickling into a parallel Storyline, existing right next door. All we have to do is allow them through, and once again Dragons shall walk the streets. Dragons shall fill the skys and oceans. Beware o...

  • Stalworth's Mind

    Stalworth’s Rock isn’t just a place, but a mindset. Each individual who has opened his door, like I have, falls under their protection. You could very well destroy Stalworth’s Rock, but Stalworth’s Mind lives on inside of the im...

  • Stalworth's Affliction

    There are many who wish to profit from their link through Stalworth’s Mind, and others who are more malicious in what they choose to do. You cannot blame the dragons for this, they are merely curious of our world. It is much bigger than what they...

  • The Dream Thief of Stories

    Once I dreamed of a place, where wondrous beings of other worlds did mingle and their coin for trade was universal- a story. I sat in the market place nursing a drink and overheard the following: “We come from weird places, strange and distant, y...

  • WorldStorm Express

    Here I go again. The train came. It snatched my thoughts away and I can’t retrieve them fast enough. The trail left behind stretches onward for growing miles; I only stop every so often when a fact outshines the rest, and I must let my eyes adjus...

    • Author: Jae
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
  • Dead Dreams

    I made a uniform Out of a unicorn And crowned my head with its horn. Then I gave the ace of cakes a taste— Spooning through the glaze Of chocolate spades And heart-shaped blood Dripping from the tip Of my frosting covered club.

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Daffodil-lydallying

    Dandelions Freckle the lawn With yellow petals— Where the flower half of my being Always winds up daffodil lydallying

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Pages of Her Book

    She put down the book, with her pen attached to his aura chapter. She paced the courtyard, realizing that she is D’Angelo’s Aura, or at least she could be. She flipped the page, and next to D’Angelo’s picture, she began to sketc...

    • Author: Mr. Reeses
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Apple Heart

    A red delicious Reflects off the glossy Brown finish of the coffee table. Fangs drip warm blood on the floor. Thud Thud thud Inaudible droplets Splash as heavy as heartbeats To the vampire’s sensitive hearing. The apple catches his eye, He feed...

  • Daffodillydallying

    Basil petals Drift where the Indigo wind settles Over crimson calderas. Slopes of dandelions freckle The flowered faces of our being Embodying j us t daffodillydallying

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Freeze Frame Thawed to Ugly

    “I can still see her, like a picture in my brain,” Jerry muttered, half to himself and half to his cube mate, fellow drone, and drinking buddy for the three day weekend. “Shhh,” came the reply from Geils, “is the office st...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
  • Imagined Memories

    The door was open. The sign suggested that it shouldn’t have been, but it was. I always found flights of stairs intriguing and adventurous. I know they say curiosity kills the cat, but I think the cat should be fine as long as it knows karate. Th...