Feb. Writer's Thread

[Shakey]

Hey, ive seen these things around the board and i love them. I had to start a february one.

Sitting here in the dark
Listening to the clock tick life away one second at a time
3:43 am, I can't sleep again
I used to look at myself as someone who was loved
And i used to love myself

But now I look in the mirror and see something ugly
And i make it a habit not to look at any happy pictures of myself
I can't remember the last time i wore a genuine smile upon my face
Now all i feel is cold.....cold
I try to tell myself not to regret anything
But almost everything that I remember is a regret

I know that things will get better with time
Make some friends here and maybe I could cease to be forever pissed off
I feel so old......Far too old to be only 23

[Shakey]

ok,i see that no one is feeling the thread. that blows.

[Yakko Red]

Get used to it, no one gives a shit about the writers around here. Years ago these threads used to be out of control, sometimes needing two threads for a month.

[DeAtHmOnGeR bEaR]

I read everything :shrug:

[Shakey]

ahhhhhhh...okay. thanks...i will just let my thread die in peace.

[Yakko Red]

It won't die, I'm sure there will be some late night drunk that will contribute to it.

Actually, I'm a 100% certain. :catalyst:

[Liftedtrance]

Dont take it friggin personal.
the thread hasnt even been around for 24 hours. or 12 for that matter.
just b/c ppl dont post in the thread, doesnt mean they dont read it.
besides, sometimes it takes time for ppl to decide what they are willing to share, then to retrieve it, and post it. and all that jazz.

[Liftedtrance]

or in the case of some, you just have to wait until they are nice and drunk.
then the words flow....

[Shakey]

i wasnt taking it prsonally at all man.

[ms boombatti]

wheres huxtable?

[halcyon]

You beckoned? :wink:

I've got some works in the pipeline and I'll share them soon enough.

[ms boombatti]

there he is.

did i pull you away from the parisian cafe where you were writting lovely sonnets?

[DeAtHmOnGeR bEaR]

I guarantee you'll I'll post here before the end of the month.
All it takes is me writing something that doesn't suck... :delirious:

[Shakey]

mine sucked. i was just thinking of it as i wrote last night

[Shakey]

no pride=no shame :yes:

[halcyon]

there he is.

did i pull you away from the parisian cafe where you were writting lovely sonnets?

I wouldn't say pull me away from a parisian cafe as much as pull me out of the clouds I was daydreaming in.

It's okay tho, I can get back to the clouds anytime I want.

:wink:

[ms boombatti]

you are so ghey.

[betseyxox]

Don't kiss your honey
When your nose is runny
You may think it's funny
It's snot.

[halcyon]

angel eyes how foolish of you it is
to be looking for real ridiculous love
wasting time searching for an answer
while overlooking the one in front of you

consuming? definitely not
but certainly inconvienent
wasn't that the reason
you didn't let it be?

it was nothing close to love
instead just a refuge in his arms
his breath caressing your neck
as your hair tickled his nose
maybe sweet mornings aren't enough
and maybe it was nothing at all

enjoy your treasure hunt

[Yakko Red]

the odd thing with a chess board
you have to see everythin in front you
to ever really see undeniable truth

[Muramasa]

Fresh green blades of grass
The snow has not yet melted
Little songbird waits

[DeAtHmOnGeR bEaR]

I know the bird you
speak of he chirps beside my
room in the morning

[Louis Riley]

here you go....some fantasy....sorry it's a bit shite
Caerol walked silently down the deserted streets, cloak wrapped around him and his hood pulled up, hiding his face. He moved with no particular aim, but everynow and then he would look at something within his cloak, then turn and walk in a different direction. He was moving down the street when he suddenly looked to the left, where the entrance to a shadowy alleyway stood. He stepped over to the entrance and stood still, looking carefully at the walls and ground. Pausing briefly the hunter reached into his cloak and pulled out a small pouch, then scattered its contents over his surroundings. The powder was a white chalky substance that coated the ground and walls with a fine dust. Replacing the pouch inside his cloak he then reached out with a gauntleted hand and slowly traced several intricate runes in the dust, all the while whispering in an ancient tongue
he knelt down and traced more shapes on the ground, still whispering, his voice now taking on a specific lilt and tone. he moved to the other side of the alley and traced the same figures with the same slow determination. As he finished the final rune, the shapes lit up with a blazing white fire, illuminating the dark and chasing away the shadows. On the floor in the middle of the patterns were several large dark red blotches that had a soft, menacing glow. He focussed on them, changing his tone slightly, and the blotches spread, moving deeper into the alley. Continuing his soft chant, he followed the marks
As he walked deeper into the alleys ways, the light was sucked away by the shadows of the city's bowels, and the only thing he could see was his quarry's trail, glowing softly in the darkness. He paused, reached up, and with his fingertip traced a small circular rune on his forhead, which lit up softly and brought the world around him into sharp focuss. Satisfied, he continued down the path
The path twisted through the labarynthine alleyways, turning back on itself several times. Caerol smiled softly as he followed the trail, he was on the right path, his quarry probably took the switchbacks in hope of avoiding people like him. As he progressed, the soft glow of the trail began to glow brighter, spreading like a pool of blood, and he shifted his cloak, loosening his sword in its sheath. Turning a corner, a miasma of rotting flesh and refuse assaulted him, and the hunter nearly gagged, the smell nothing natural. His eyes narrowing, Cearol pulled a cloth from his belt and wrapped it around his mouth and nose as he glanced around for his prey. With the scent so strong, it had to be here. The alleyway stretched off into the distance, and as he moved further, the scent grew stronger. Smoothly unsheathing his sword, he looked around warily. A few feet away, the alleyway opened into a clearing, buildings blocking all sides, piles of trash and littering the cobblestones, a broken grate hanging open in the middle. Stepping warily into the clearing, Cearol looked around, the soft moonlight enhanced by his spell. The stench was now almost overwhelming, and the hunter winced, wishing he had brought smelling salts with him. Approaching the broken grating in the middle of the clearing, his eyes followed the red blotches into the darkness, not even his spell breaking through the dank blackness.
Staring into the deep shadows, Cearol was caught off guard when the clawed hand snatched out and latched onto his ankle. Yanked forcefully into the sewer, Caerol cried out as he lost his grip on his sword and the enchanted weapon splashed into the darkness. Hitting the water and the floor, the hunter grunted in pain and kicked out at whatever was gripping him, at the same time reaching into another pouch at his side. Pulling out a small egg, he tossed it in the direction of the creature and covered his eyes. As the egg shattered against the creature, oxygen acted as a catalyst to the chemicals in the shell, and a massive flash of light filled the sewer, setting fire to the creature's flesh. The thing dropped Caerol in suprise and he quickly pulled himself to his feet, searching desperately for his sword as the monster tried unsuccesfully to beat the flames out. Giving up on the sword for the moment, the hunter pulled out two more shells and tossed them in succession, one at the creature's face, the other at its chest. Roaring in pain, the creature stumbled back and gave Caerol a moment to study it.
It was a minor demon, known to some as a Shoggoth. It was the shape of a large man, with tentacles waving madly where there should have been a mouth. The demon's skin was a mottled green, with putrescant sores and boils covering most of the flesh. Cursing softly, Caerol backed away, searching for his sword. The Shaggoth could only be put down by enchanted means, otherwise they would just heal. Though adept in rune sorcery, Cearol knew of no spells he could directly attack with, only enhance his own abilities. That was what the sword was for. Eyes narrowing, he knelt down and fished desperately for his weapon, watching the demon as it showed sudden initiative by falling down into the water, instantly extinguishing the flame, plunging the sewer into darkness again. At about the same time, Caerol's hand ran over something hard and cold. Gripping the handle of the sword, he stood, exultant, and steadied himself, listening carefully over the pounding of his own heart.
With a low, rumbling growl, the Shoggoth stood, liquid running over its body and trickling back into the sewer water. Still Caerol didn't move, steadying his breathing and closing his eyes, foccussing his entire existance on the the sounds of his quarry.
Letting out a terrible roar, the Shoggoth darted forward, its feet splashing rhythmically. Forcing his grip on the sword to relax, Caerol listened, stock still, as the creature crashed towards him. In the space of a few seconds, a soft glow crept up his blade as he concentrated, illuminating the runes etched into the metal. Caerol opened his eyes, a serene expression on his face, the demon merely feet away, and his body moved like lighting. Ducking under the grasping claws, he stepped forward and held the sword horizontally. Letting out a grunt, he continued his forward momentum and pulled his elbows to the left as he felt metal cut flesh. In the apex of the sword arc, Cearol flicked his wrists and the blade passed through flesh, bone, and sinew as he disembowled the Shoggoth. Not stopping to rest, Caerol spun gracefully and used the momentum to swing the enchanted blade through the demon's neck. Thick, black blood spattered over the walls, the soft glow of the runes illuminating the shadows. A black smoke hissed from the metal of his sword at the touch of the blood, and he pulled the cloth from his face quickly, wiping the foul liquid from the metal. Tossing the rag behind him, Caerol stood for a long moment, watching his quarry as the smoke rose from the corpse. Finally satisfied the creature was dead, he pulled out his last egg and threw it hard against the body, the shell breaking and fire spreading over the remains. Sheathing his sword he felt against the wall and found the ladder leading out of the sewer. Taking in the somewhat fresh air as he exited the sewer, Caerol allowed himself a genuine smile, then pulled his cloak tightly about him and set off, glad to be away from this hunt.

[DeAtHmOnGeR bEaR]

Caerol walked silently down the deserted streets, cloak wrapped around him and his hood pulled up, hiding his face. He moved with no particular aim, but everynow and then he would look at something within his cloak, then turn and walk in a different direction. He was moving down the street when he suddenly looked to the left, where the entrance to a shadowy alleyway stood. He stepped over to the entrance and stood still, looking carefully at the walls and ground. Pausing briefly the hunter reached into his cloak and pulled out a small pouch, then scattered its contents over his surroundings. The powder was a white chalky substance that coated the ground and walls with a fine dust. Replacing the pouch inside his cloak he then reached out with a gauntleted hand and slowly traced several intricate runes in the dust, all the while whispering in an ancient tongue he knelt down and traced more shapes on the ground, still whispering, his voice now taking on a specific lilt and tone.

Caerol wandered silently through the city's deserted streets, his cloak wrapped tightly about his body, his hood drawn and hiding his face. Occasionally pausing, he would peer into his cloak's shadows then start off in a different direction. Stopping suddenly, he studied the alleyway to his left, considering, then swiftly stepped over the entrance and into the darkness. His eyes passed over the ground and walls of the alley, searching... He slowly reached into his cloak and removed a small pouch from it's recesses, then scattered its contents onto the ground before him. White, chalky powder drifted down to the ground and rested on the stones - shimmering in the dull light from the street. With shaking hands, Caerol reached down, his gauntleted wrist intwined with runes and spells, and carefully traced a shape into the powder. Wizard's Sand, they called it, and it was one of his most prized posessions. Whispering softly in an ancient tongue, his hand grew steady and he reached out to draw another symbol, and another... The powder glowed softly, gleeming, steadily growing brighter and brighter in the darkness. Caerol, in an instant, wondered even if with all the years of preparation, the sacrifices made to ensure his survival, it might have been in vain............



Sorry, I didn't mean to just take your ish and do my own thing with it, but I like it :yes: I think you'll do just fine after a few edits/revisions.

[LitainCognita]

What you said

You'd love me forever
Isn't that what you said?
No matter how angry you were.
Till death do us part we wed
We'd be together forever.
You said you'd never leave me not ever.
You said you'd never let me go without
But now Im stuck with the bills,
because you wanted out.
You'd never try to take Jordan.
thats what you swore.
But now we're in court,
and you swear I'm the whore
You blame me because you're bitter,
But you are the one who was the quitter
I wanted you to stay and love me
But I guess that wasn't meant to be
I fucking hate you
and everything you said.
Every little promise
every lie i was fed.
....you worthless piece of shit
I hope you fucking die.

[Shakey]

its beautiful lita :clap:

[DeAtHmOnGeR bEaR]

Nice one. It even makes *me* feel bitter to read it :yes:

[Liftedtrance]

hell yea lita, thats the kinda shit i like to write to.

[LitainCognita]

i love to write/draw/paint when im pissed, you should see the pictures i draw...one might say disturbing, I say they are Uniquely dark masterpieces.

[Louis Riley]

Caerol wandered silently through the city's deserted streets, his cloak wrapped tightly about his body, his hood drawn and hiding his face. Occasionally pausing, he would peer into his cloak's shadows then start off in a different direction. Stopping suddenly, he studied the alleyway to his left, considering, then swiftly stepped over the entrance and into the darkness. His eyes passed over the ground and walls of the alley, searching... He slowly reached into his cloak and removed a small pouch from it's recesses, then scattered its contents onto the ground before him. White, chalky powder drifted down to the ground and rested on the stones - shimmering in the dull light from the street. With shaking hands, Caerol reached down, his gauntleted wrist intwined with runes and spells, and carefully traced a shape into the powder. Wizard's Sand, they called it, and it was one of his most prized posessions. Whispering softly in an ancient tongue, his hand grew steady and he reached out to draw another symbol, and another... The powder glowed softly, gleeming, steadily growing brighter and brighter in the darkness. Caerol, in an instant, wondered even if with all the years of preparation, the sacrifices made to ensure his survival, it might have been in vain............



Sorry, I didn't mean to just take your ish and do my own thing with it, but I like it :yes: I think you'll do just fine after a few edits/revisions.


That's cool, I like what you've done with it....there's a whole backstory with this character that I guess I should write sometime...it's all in my head because I rarely have a chance or much motivation to write anymore

[Louis Riley]

very good poem Lita....I'm can't write them worth crap

[Shakey]

If you're reading this then it means I finally did it.
I'm sorry that I didn't say goodbye, there was no time.
Understand that I was stressed.
Living day to day was hard but I gave it my best.
But there was nothing left, For me In this world to convince me to stay.
And now I'm long gone away.
Don't you do that, Don't start with the tears.
Just remember all the good times we spent over the years.
Never cry, Don't think bad of me.
What's done is done and that's the way it had to be.
I need you to be strong for me.
Say a prayer everyday in my memory, I'm sure it's helping me.
To earn my feathers and get some wings, and a halo and a harp and Angelic things.
And even though I'm gone and out of sight, Never worry about me...I'm Alright.

I'm Alright....
If you should die, don't blame yourself and keep it locked inside.
I'm Alright....
And everytime you cry, Dont break down, Just keep me inside of your mind.

You only saw the outside.
Never knew how I was feeling.
Now everyday you lay in bed staring at the ceiling.
Im alive, But you don't see me no more.
You can only fill your heart with memories and things from before.
I'm not an Angel.
But everybody's got a purpose in life.
To survive, and when the sun rises, You're gonna live to see another day.
Just don't follow me, and live life your own way.
It'll be all set, and if you forget, Get the picture with the cord around my neck.
See me underground and I'm stuck, But it's cool.
That's where I want to be.
Keep the drama in hand but out of sight.
And always know that I'm going to be Alright.

I'm Alright....
If you should die, don't blame yourself and keep it locked inside.
I'm Alright....
And everytime you cry, Dont break down, Just keep me inside of your mind.

(I'm not suicidal. These lyrics just have an infinite amount of sentimental value to me.)

[halcyon]

excuse me please one more drink
could you make it strong
cause i don't need to think

[halcyon]

It was before the sun rose today that he had all he wanted
in deafening silence she lay there before him so beautiful
a moments peace found within late night early morning hours
while welcomed it's always ends the same way every time

nothing good lasts forever

wrapping her in his frame he held onto her tightly
he thought to himself wishing he could steal time
somehow take this moment and freeze it picture perfect
bind to that the comfort that he so rarely felt
in just a moment with her in his arms
the world feels like a fine place

nothing good lasts forever though, it never does


he woke up to a room half lit by sunshine who made it
through the blockcade of stone towers into his window
grey sheets reflect their bland and cold mood on the walls
and when he wakes up to find himself alone
somehow the room felt destined to cued up
just waiting for him to wake and discover she was gone

nothing good lasts forever, and that's just a fact

[DeAtHmOnGeR bEaR]

SWEET SURRENDER

I ache with the thought of what's to come
When everything is said and done
And I know once more I'll be where I was
But it won't matter one bit, because
I'll feel good again with what I am
Who I am
What I strive to be
Is not quite me
And I feel constrained each day I wake
And I fall asleep with no other thought but to take
My life and change it from what it is
Into something bright and gleeming
And things aren't always as they seem
But I know that after tonight I feel
Things will be good again untill
I wake once more from my fantasy world
And realize that I'm just one lonely girl

[plur2all]

nice one lauren.

Just A Friend
Just a friend,
That's all I am,
That's all I'll ever be,

I care too much,
I try too hard,
For you to be with me,

I don't know why,
I don't know when,
I started to feel this way,

I don't know how,
I'm not sure what,
It is I'm trying to say,

You make me laugh,
You bring me joy,
I admire you to death,

You inspire me,
To do better,
You steal my every breath,

But I'm just a friend,
That's all I am,
That's all I'll ever be.

[halcyon]

a dreamer makes his way through the streets
underneath the bright city lights that fade
onto a dark canvas painted with heaven's stars
his eyes become set on the one to the north
brighter than the rest it cannot be missed
no matter what progress comes and goes
or how many empires rise and eventually fall
the northstar will always find itself king
forever resting in it's throne comfortably above
waiting to guide any lost soul home

the dreamer smiles wide knowing this
along with the moon and all it's daughters
the northstar will reign unchallenged forever
always willing to light the way home
in that the dreamer finds solace

[halcyon]

contrary to popular belief he never went that far away
instead he hid in the shadows closeby waiting
silently watching he plotted his next assault
patience he had plenty of as it had been a year
now he lengthens his fangs once again in anticipation
mouth watering for the kill that he could feel draw close

my mirror brother how i hate thee with every inch of my being
forever connected you and i find ourselves to be
when he stares at me with that faint but devious grin
i knew he borrowed that face from the devil himself
smug fucking bastard

this time it's different because now i know
i know he's out there hunting for fresh progress to destroy
while eyeing everyone that i've ever cared for
too bad that with the element of surprise gone
he doesn't stand a chance against my will
not now
or ever again

i see you mirror brother
i see you

[halcyon]

north on country roads less traveled our adventurer sped
weaving throughout the fields and navigating the rolling hills
civilization slowly melting away in the rear view mirror
deeper into the open arms of forests that guarded the mountains
one of the last sanctuarys left for men to seek refuge from progress
and it's doors are open for any and all that are in need
of a moment of peace and quiet that could heal any soul

his escape a success the adventurer gets to the point of the journey
where on foot he must set down a trail worn down by the footprints of days past
a little ways through the forest and he finds himself at trails end
behold a waterfall set in a gorge existing as one of natures last hidden treasures
taking a seat he closes his eyes to listen to the wind blow through the trees
the soothing sound of water falling to the rocks below joins in
and born out of nature's ways is a melody that comforts any broken soul

and it is for this song that has made the journey worthwhile

[Yakko Red]

I remember a long time ago I used to dream
My eyes would become wide in imagination
And away from this mundane life I went
Did I say dream? I meant day dreaming
Some say it's a curse but I think it's a survival skill

Stuck in traffic
Confined to an office
Chained to a desk
Waiting in line
Riding the subway
Sometimes I have to get out and be somewhere else
Somewhere other than here
Somewhere away from all of this
Away from all of you

I picture myself when I was younger
Climbing the mountains where I'm from
Getting to the top and looking towards the horizion
Eagles flying with a sunset as the background
And then I blink and my order is ready
Fucking subway again?
give me my stamp already

Goddamn metro car smells like baby vomit
Sure enough I think I already stepped in it
Definitely a good time to think of something else
Anything else

And like that I'm dancing again to funky beats
In the darkness of some shithole club in NYC
Lost in a crowd where I don't know anyone
And it feels so good to be alive
Everyone knows that a dancefloor can heal
And of course I have to blink my eye
Yeah I think I did step in that
Fuck

Why is my boss in my office talking to me?
Jesus get a load of this guy
Did I not file my tps reports?

He's talking and meanwhile I'm playing records
I just got that order in and I could be somewhere else
Mixing beats and just seeking refuge in vinyl
Meanwhile this jackass is talking to me about sales goals
Seriously, this guy, what the fuck?

Next thing you know I'll be up late one night
Just typing random thoughts just flowing…

Oh what's that?
you were saying something?

Sorry I spaced out for a second

[Chicago]

Richmond before nightfall
It's a ritual, a game I play when I leave my girl's house in North Carolina
To win I have to make it to Richmond before night falls
The rest of the drive will be a breeze if I can just make it to Richmond by night fall
Driving up 95, cars drive together in herds
past cops who hide in tree lines like feline hunters
waiting to pounce on the weak of the herd

blue strobes piecre the air
please don't be coming for me officer
I left my baby two hundred miles back in north carolina
but everything will be ok if I can just get to Richmond by nightfall
big sigh as he blows past in persuit of larger prey

20 miles later, driving through richmond
I slip the same old time worn best of new order cd in
thinking of high school so many years ago
then of all the lovers I have had since
and all the things I should have done differantly with each
my eye lashes get wet when I think
of the tender moments shared then
and all the times I will love you forever was spoken

so please don't say this to me my love
I would much rather you say you will love me as long as you can
it is so much closer to the truth
forever is a platitude, more for ourselves than to anyone else

maybe you can come to my place next week
but I hope for your sake you make it to richmond by nightfall

[DeAtHmOnGeR bEaR]

Poised

Poised, sitting there waiting
All for a look, a glance, anticipating
Emotions pouring, some deliberating

Because the feelings, ah so strong
I feel like I'm starting to belong
And once more my heart is full of song

You make me sing again

You make me feel

And I know in this moment, in this second -
I am real

And I feel as tho I could dance again.
... Dance your cares away...

[Shakey]

Pixel Freak and Lauren.....bravo, they were both beautiful

[FutonBunny]

Richmond before nightfall
It's a ritual, a game I play when I leave my girl's house in North Carolina
To win I have to make it to Richmond before night falls
The rest of the drive will be a breeze if I can just make it to Richmond by night fall
Driving up 95, cars drive together in herds
past cops who hide in tree lines like feline hunters
waiting to pounce on the weak of the herd

blue strobes piecre the air
please don't be coming for me officer
I left my baby two hundred miles back in north carolina
but everything will be ok if I can just get to Richmond by nightfall
big sigh as he blows past in persuit of larger prey

20 miles later, driving through richmond
I slip the same old time worn best of new order cd in
thinking of high school so many years ago
then of all the lovers I have had since
and all the things I should have done differantly with each
my eye lashes get wet when I think
of the tender moments shared then
and all the times I will love you forever was spoken

so please don't say this to me my love
I would much rather you say you will love me as long as you can
it is so much closer to the truth
forever is a platitude, more for ourselves than to anyone else

maybe you can come to my place next week
but I hope for your sake you make it to richmond by nightfall

there's no smily appropriate for what i'm feeling and this one makes the words go out of my head. something like :affection: + :crying2:

[sunnybug]

He has us, his puppets, playing like a child. We go about our lives, deal with our problems and struggle, and for what? to pray for help! but what do we get? Well it depends, not all things go as planned, and after all, we are playing in His world. They say the good are rewarded, wgile the bad are punished, is that true? Things happen everyday that we can't explain, the only thing we can do to justify this is to say that, THERE IS A GOD. Somehow we manage to make up excuses or just ignore what's right in front of us. There is this WORLD out there, aside from the fact that God created it, it is amazing, just step outside your door and look up at the sky, what do you see? I see this long stretching sheet of gray laid across the atmosphere and to think that it spreads across all life. IT'S EVERYWHERE, as are the trees, the moon, the ocean and life. LIFE what a crazy concept. HAHAHA will we ever get it? It's hard to say, I wonder if we'll ever know. There has to be an answer as to why there is a being, why we have these problems, how we communicate the way we do, how we came up with our writing and speaking system, how we can hear, what is speaking, how did it come about? It's like it is one long game of His, that He's been playing before time began and only He can explain it!



so aside from the above...i don't necessarily believe in the idea about the God game anymore...this was something i was in question of in high school when i used to seek answers through god...but i've come up with my own system of dealing and believing...but anyways thought it was still an alright poem...haha i mean well for when i did write it.

[IcePrincess2250]

Im sticking this here too --
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Two Sailors and a Mountaineer

O’ despite a course so beaten,
A ship wracked up on stone,
A weary, rain torn mountaineer,
Doth lie covered to the bone.

God rests his eyes, indifferent cruel,
At the sign of such lament,
But with all life, there comes an end,
As men for heaven sent.

The mates they call, o’er the howl,
Of most intrepid gust,
The shouts doth dim as clouds collide,
Men for their lives do lust.

The mountaineer, across the sphere,
Both beggest much the same,
For call he waits, upon the gates,
Patient to hear his name.

Two sailors leave this pitied world,
After sobbing to the seas,
For salt meets salt so many times,
And never does appease.

As they ascend, carried away,
The mountaineer tilts his head,
And eyes the both, wet and cold,
Their garments weighing lead.

Tomorrow comes, a crew arrives
To the rock-beaten sloop,
Three score men, shivering,
The hull acting as their coop.

They count themselves, all but two,
And weep for brothers lost,
But all is well, in heavens high,
For those to there were tossed.

[Shakey]

lovely job golly! :plurstick:

[Shakey]

Sitting up at 3:49 am. Nothing much to do.
I stare at the girl who is asleep in my bed, wish I could sleep too.
But everytime I lay my head to rest, something comes to mind.
When i'm so paranoid, how will I ever unwind.

[DeAtHmOnGeR bEaR]

Something Deep

There's something deep inside,
Screaming from within
And betwixt the pale paths that lie
Embodied within your sin

A release that comes but once a day
Everything in accord
The beat, so strong, within these walls
It was all you ever adored

Learning now, how best to please
Learning now, just how to see
Learning now, stay up all night
Learning now, till mornings first light...

Panting, breathing, arms entwined
The beat, even here it lies
Helping your heart's feelings unwind
It is the precious tie that binds....

[sunnybug]

nice...i like that one

[DeAtHmOnGeR bEaR]

Yay :plur:

[FutonBunny]

Im sticking this here too --
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Two Sailors and a Mountaineer

O’ despite a course so beaten,
A ship wracked up on stone,
A weary, rain torn mountaineer,
Doth lie covered to the bone.

God rests his eyes, indifferent cruel,
At the sign of such lament,
But with all life, there comes an end,
As men for heaven sent.

The mates they call, o’er the howl,
Of most intrepid gust,
The shouts doth dim as clouds collide,
Men for their lives do lust.

The mountaineer, across the sphere,
Both beggest much the same,
For call he waits, upon the gates,
Patient to hear his name.

Two sailors leave this pitied world,
After sobbing to the seas,
For salt meets salt so many times,
And never does appease.

As they ascend, carried away,
The mountaineer tilts his head,
And eyes the both, wet and cold,
Their garments weighing lead.

Tomorrow comes, a crew arrives
To the rock-beaten sloop,
Three score men, shivering,
The hull acting as their coop.

They count themselves, all but two,
And weep for brothers lost,
But all is well, in heavens high,
For those to there were tossed.

for some reason i read this to the tune of the "gilligan's island" theme song.

[IcePrincess2250]

:shrug: okay whatever works for you pretty lady

[Chicago]

Richmond before nightfall
It's a ritual, a game I play when I leave my girl's house in North Carolina
To win I have to make it to Richmond before night falls
The rest of the drive will be a breeze if I can just make it to Richmond by night fall
Driving up 95, cars drive together in herds
past cops who hide in tree lines like feline hunters
waiting to pounce on the weak of the herd

blue strobes piecre the air
please don't be coming for me officer
I left my baby two hundred miles back in north carolina
but everything will be ok if I can just get to Richmond by nightfall
big sigh as he blows past in persuit of larger prey

20 miles later, driving through richmond
I slip the same old time worn best of new order cd in
thinking of high school so many years ago
then of all the lovers I have had since
and all the things I should have done differantly with each
my eye lashes get wet when I think
of the tender moments shared then
and all the times I will love you forever was spoken

so please don't say this to me my love
I would much rather you say you will love me as long as you can
it is so much closer to the truth
forever is a platitude, more for ourselves than to anyone else

maybe you can come to my place next week
but I hope for your sake you make it to richmond by nightfall

Almost a year to the date..... wow!

[kirk]

I remember a long time ago I used to dream
My eyes would become wide in imagination
And away from this mundane life I went
Did I say dream? I meant day dreaming
Some say it's a curse but I think it's a survival skill

Stuck in traffic
Confined to an office
Chained to a desk
Waiting in line
Riding the subway
Sometimes I have to get out and be somewhere else
Somewhere other than here
Somewhere away from all of this
Away from all of you

I picture myself when I was younger
Climbing the mountains where I'm from
Getting to the top and looking towards the horizion
Eagles flying with a sunset as the background
And then I blink and my order is ready
Fucking subway again?
give me my stamp already

Goddamn metro car smells like baby vomit
Sure enough I think I already stepped in it
Definitely a good time to think of something else
Anything else

And like that I'm dancing again to funky beats
In the darkness of some shithole club in NYC
Lost in a crowd where I don't know anyone
And it feels so good to be alive
Everyone knows that a dancefloor can heal
And of course I have to blink my eye
Yeah I think I did step in that
Fuck

Why is my boss in my office talking to me?
Jesus get a load of this guy
Did I not file my tps reports?

He's talking and meanwhile I'm playing records
I just got that order in and I could be somewhere else
Mixing beats and just seeking refuge in vinyl
Meanwhile this jackass is talking to me about sales goals
Seriously, this guy, what the fuck?

Next thing you know I'll be up late one night
Just typing random thoughts just flowing…

Oh what's that?
you were saying something?

Sorry I spaced out for a second


i am grateful to have stumbled across this one.

[Ink Blot]

Stupid Boy

My memories of you are still pretty near
and I look back on them every now and then
The image of you in my mind is diamond clear
like the same day we met when I was ten

Your smile made me want to grow up strong
and make all the bad things go away
To hold you in my arms just another minute long
And wish time would freeze this way

We grew up close to each other
sharing all the secrets of our childhood
We even began to love one another
As the end of senior year stood

We said that we'd be together til the end of time
But what was infinite, lasted a year and a half
Now I've lost the better part of what was mine
There I've lost my reason to smile and laugh

My insides were shattered when you left that day
when your calls began to stop
I was speechless with nothing to say
cause it felt like my heart was going to pop

As stupid as I may be for holding on
it's what keeps me going each night
hoping you'd return each dawn
and turn all my wrongs to right

I'll be here as long as it'll take
forever to infinity if be
cause I know one day you'll wake
and start to begin missing me...

[halcyon]

one wing ripped off(and missing) and blood everywhere
along the sidewalk he's limping with occaisional efforts
of trying to fly again only to crash with a thunder's fury
the hard concrete's embrace obviously not the kindest

possibly the worst

staggering along in the cold light of day in a struggle
lost is his way but he's still attempting to make it somewhere
collapsing every so often he lays still to stare at the sky
the far above freedom that feels just out of reach

where he is he knows he doesn't belong

placing palms on a sidewalk slab and a building
slowly he rises again because he knows somewhere
after all the hurt and the pain and the tears and the fears
there's something worth enduring it all

not to mention that there is this angel
that like sunshine brightens hope for tommorrow
only this causes another complication
he'd hope to never face again

vulnerability

bleeding more than anyone should he hangs on
praying to a god he never believed in that "this"

"this"




that "this" is safe

[halcyon]

"i speak in riddles because my words get in my way"

[2rip]

This isn't very appropriate to post on Buzzlife, but I decided to write a short story (a recap of an experience I had when I was 18) so plurhaps this would be a good place to post the link to where it's at.


http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=17788697&blogID=92132554&MyToken=6bff5165-7b98-4d0e-9703-97060037bf15

[Cliff]

I remember a long time ago I used to dream
My eyes would become wide in imagination
And away from this mundane life I went
Did I say dream? I meant day dreaming
Some say it's a curse but I think it's a survival skill

Stuck in traffic
Confined to an office
Chained to a desk
Waiting in line
Riding the subway
Sometimes I have to get out and be somewhere else
Somewhere other than here
Somewhere away from all of this
Away from all of you

I picture myself when I was younger
Climbing the mountains where I'm from
Getting to the top and looking towards the horizion
Eagles flying with a sunset as the background
And then I blink and my order is ready
Fucking subway again?
give me my stamp already

Goddamn metro car smells like baby vomit
Sure enough I think I already stepped in it
Definitely a good time to think of something else
Anything else

And like that I'm dancing again to funky beats
In the darkness of some shithole club in NYC
Lost in a crowd where I don't know anyone
And it feels so good to be alive
Everyone knows that a dancefloor can heal
And of course I have to blink my eye
Yeah I think I did step in that
Fuck

Why is my boss in my office talking to me?
Jesus get a load of this guy
Did I not file my tps reports?

He's talking and meanwhile I'm playing records
I just got that order in and I could be somewhere else
Mixing beats and just seeking refuge in vinyl
Meanwhile this jackass is talking to me about sales goals
Seriously, this guy, what the fuck?

Next thing you know I'll be up late one night
Just typing random thoughts just flowing…

Oh what's that?
you were saying something?

Sorry I spaced out for a second


yeah, this is one of my all time faves no doubt.



thanks kirk for noticing.

[2rip]

Sorry I spaced out for a second

i enjoyed the whole thing but that's a perfect line to end on.