That She May SeeI made the offer to my dead wife to use my eyesto see her grand children grow up. Now every timeI see something I probably shouldn't, every time Ilook to the darkness all I can think of is her eyeslooking back at me.They do not judge only seem sad at a broken promise.My mind is changed as is my heart. I wish only for herhappiness wherever she may be as I look once more tothe photos of our Grandchildren that she may see.
Dead At My FeetLeft standing in the aftermath of that battle within myself,blood and terror, total war of the soul stains the earthas fire licks razor cuts upon my fine ideals to smokethat stings my eyes and leaves a taste of burnt fleshupon my tongue. Gods and devils liedead at my feet.
Hell An' Damnation!It'd been hours since the funeral and wake of Pappa Joe, the oldest living family member and my Grandfather. I'd eaten more than my fair share, drank too much and told too many of the "colorful" stories I remembered the old man telling over the years and so when it came time to leave no one made even token attempt to get me to stay. Granma stayed behind. There were family members she only ever saw at funerals and weddings she'd explained. I'll catch a ride with........ she'd said but my mind was a blur from the booze and I'd wandered away and out the door without even hearing, or if I'd heard I didn't comprehend.Hell an' Damnation! I heard immediately upon entering my Granma's house. Hell an' Damnation! The familiar voice gave vent to all the frustration of a man who'd walked into his home only to find he no longer lived there. Hell an' Damnation I heard again as I stood transfixed unable to look away from the scene of Pappa Joe standing, his back to m
I Keep DreamingThe world shakesI see my face in the broken mirror.Facets of existence,a million different mes falling from my bed.The floor is hard and cold.I want so much to be warm.but I keep dreaming.
Night Of StoriesThere was a moon in the sky when I was young, the old man told us. A Moon? What's that?, the young ones asked. A whole world right up there he said. So close you could reach out and touch her if you climbed the high mountains and if you wanted you could jump up and she'd catch you and you could spend the day. Yer fibbin', said the older ones but I couldn't help but ask, where did she go? Well, she got tired one day and fell from the sky, he said and while she rested greedy people made a slave of her and made her carry them away never to be seen again. That's sad I said. Won't she ever come back? Not in my lifetime he said with a tear in his eye he quickly wiped away but I saw it. And since that night, that night of stories I've sat here watchin' , waitin' for her to return so I could say the old man missed her while she was gone and won't she please stay in case he should return.
Night SweatsI'm so tired of being tired and yet it does me little good to dream.I'd cut my wrist if I had a chainsaw but all I can find is this damnfountain pen and it bleeds me little, the ink drying too quickly toleave it's mark upon the world.
CHR 304 - Assignment One"Færa fram. It translates to 'move forward'. I'm sure you can guess what to do from here."A quiet calm settled over the academy. It had been years since any truly dangerous event had occurred - but things would be different this year. It damn well better be, or Ivan was going to die of boredom.For some reason, many of the students were out and about in the middle of the night. Ivan would've joined them too - if he wasn't so shy. He figured that he'd be better off staying in his dorm; he wasn't much of a people person - though he was quite sure whatever was out there was much more interesting than staying indoors. When he looked out of the window, he could see groups of people running around in the street – whether they were running from something or running for something, the Russian boy couldn’t tell. It was exceptionally noisy outside, much louder than the daily commotion in Moonseed Lane – and although, judging by the screaming and shouting bel
A Snake In The GrassMonday Night RAW10/27/14The camera cut back from a commercial to see a young looking man with messed up black hair who stood around 5ft7 inches tall and didn't seem to have much of a build that was expected of a WWE Superstar, he was clad in a grey long sleeved jumper with the yellow collars of a polo shirt showing themselves on the top of the jumper, the unknown man also was wearing some black dress-pants with some smart shoes."Kalem!"The sharp voice of Lana called the young man, who nearly jumped out of his skin as he scurried back over to the glaring blonde, clad in a pink suit and skirt combination with her blonde hair tied back in the usual fashion and, of course, by her side was the Bulgarian Brute, Rusev, who was wearing the Gold Star medal proudly around his neck as the big master of the Accolade stood emotionless and stoic."Yes ma'am" mentions the young man without any hints of a foreign accent like Lana possessed as Kalem nervously smiled to the blonde who just lo
DB Hosts Royale~Meet AmichiAmichi leaned back in the seat and looked at a computer, staring at an Excel worksheet. She tapped her fingers and started to type something out. She grabbed her calcuator and started to type a couple of numbers. She smirked, “Completely balanced.”She stood up and typed into her numbers. She looked directly at Young, Edge and Steel who were running toward her, their weapons at the ready.“Let's do some accounting!” Amichi exclaimed as started typing out frantically. She pressed the equal sign as the three were accosted by three numbers: 3, 5 and 9. Lightning, fire and ice hit them square in the chest.MEET AMICHI!Amichi smirked, “The name's Amichi. I'm the SHSL Accountant!Amichi looking directly at an application about accounting. She moved things around and calculated everything necessary.“Compared to me, not one person has one accounting skill! Of course, considering that there are a couple of numbers I have to take care of in here... Fo
Mad As HatterThe dark cave that was the headquarters of Nikki Davidson and her armoured blue alien father figure Auld, was doing a great job of sheltering the two from the torrential downpour that was lashing down outside; however on the inside of the cave it was perfectly civilised with an Ancient Japanese feel to it to go with the ninja theme that the two mercenaries had about themselves but it was combined with technology that would make SPD jealous with monitors all around the city so that Nikki and Auld got a good view of what was going on and when to plan an attack.Auld was angrily getting into an argument with Broodwing over a futuristic Skype type system as the expressionless blue alien snapped out with venom in his voice “We’ve paid more than enough for your worthless heaps of junk that you call foot-soldiers, in fact you should be paying us for having to put up with your hunks of trash” as Broodwing simply responded with “Well I never forced you to c
A Boring StoryI went driving through Texas today.
Chocolate Chips I...I don't get it.What?You just ate four handfuls of chocolate chips.And? What's your point?You just....aren't you worried about eating healthy?I do eat healthy. I eat fruit, vegetables and cheese every day. What's the chocolate have to do with it?You could get an upset stomach. You're not supposed to just eat handfuls of chocolate chips from the bag all by themselves. You didn't even put them in anything! Like cookies or something...It's chocolate. I'll eat it no matter what. Why should I wait to put it in something? The same amount of chocolate is still going to end up in my stomach.You're going to get hyper.Maybe. Then I'll just have fun while I do my work.When you crash I'm not gonna help you.Relax.Please don't tell me you eat chocolate chips by themselves all the time when I'm not looking.I don't, only when I actually have a bag of chocolate chips. You know what's funny? I never go out of my way to buy a bag but somehow end up with one anyway. Either someone g
Poor PeterPerfect Peter Parker purloined pretty Penelope's precious pet porcupine Petunia.Pretty Penelope's precious pet porcupine Petunia pricked perfect Peter Parker's proboscis.Perfect Peter Parker's proboscis pained profusely.Poor Peter!