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.
The EquationThe cast had gathered together to witness the unveiling of the poster for:X = 8 + 7“Well, that’s unfair!” said +. “X is a complete unknown—it shouldn’t be getting higher billing than the rest of us!” + appeared a little cross. “You know, I’m considering walking out of this equation!”The producer sighed. “Look, I think I know the solution: X, will you reveal your true identity, please?”X whipped off its cloak and⸺“You’re 15!” said +, trying to curtsey and bow simultaneously. “I’m a huge fan.”“God, you’re such a snob,” muttered 8. It beamed over at the performer previously labelled ‘X’. “Just wanted to let you know, 15. Me and 7 always considered you our equal.”
Home Invasion - Day 53The Plusbots burst through the door. L33T looked up from his screen. He was too late. There were five of them standing in the shattered doorway, weapons ready, ranging from blades to plasma guns half their height. L33T slipped into the kitchen as they marched toward his room. He heard the ornately carved oaken door to his studio being kicked down by their sickly green metal legs. He peeked inside to see how armoured they were.Heavily, was the answer. These guys didn't take any chances.“Target Identified.” He heard one say, and turned to see the sneaky machine standing right in front of him. He tried to scamper past, but the Plusbot whacked him with a heavy steel fist and knocked him back into the wall, his face now stained with blood.The others entered the room as he was held down by its big rusty foot, and one of them spoke. “Username L33TNation, you are charged with copyright violation on your video 'Game of Guns: Second Law – EL33T Review', for the use of
Nyam? - Day 52“Nyaaaaaaaaaam!” Cathy mewed, pawing at Pauline's leg desperately.Pauline sighed. It was the middle of the night and the house was drowned in darkness. Her kitten, Cathy, was hopping and running about, trying to wake everyone up. Or maybe she wasn't, Pauline couldn't tell. All she knew was that the little fluffy bundle of fur was full of energy and needed to get it out. The little bugger had woken Pauline up making the same damn noise.Vexed, Pauline had tried to just roll over but Cathy was persistent. Her and her sister had managed to teach Cathy to somewhat say 'ham'. God how they regretted it.Eventually Pauline got up to the kitchen to simply get a drink. That's where she stood now, facing down Cathy with a full glass of water in her hands. “No, you're not getting ham.” Pauline quietly yelled, vexed from being woken from such a pleasant dream. There had been so much colour and marshmallows . . . and a talking bunny.Cathy sat down stubbornly and yelled out
Going Against Gold Part 3“So…how do you like it here?” Nikki asked as Rocky started to regain consciousness, he’d blacked out after getting hit with one of Nikki’s grenades in the battle between Nikki and Auld that also featured Rito and Goldar. Rocky looked around and saw that he was shirtless and in a warehouse of some-sort as the boyfriend of Ryan tried to get free only to realise that he was tied to a chair and with the psychopathic Nikki Davidson, the young woman grinned gleefully as she knelt down and got face-to-face with Rocky and asked affably “You know I really think you should answer my question. You’re a guest here after all” as Rocky looked at Nikki and gave her a glare of disgust that he’d never given anyone before, he was a Power Ranger and he wasn’t going to give up, although he wasn’t sure how long he’d last considering the merciless Nikki had him at her mercy.“Go to hell Davidson” Rocky snapped out as Nikki j
Going Against Gold Part 2Nikki and Auld looked up at King Mondo before they heard the voice of a whiny child coming towards them as Nikki and Auld both looked to see a small statured green and grey robot with a crown on his head as the small robot looked to Nikki and Auld and then looked back to King Mondo before stomping his feet and said “Daddy why did you bring a human in here!?” as he pointed at Nikki as Klank stepped in “Prince Sprocket. Meet Nikki Davidson and Auld” he gestured to the two mercenaries as Prince Sprocket looked at Auld first and mentioned “You remind me of one of my distant relatives”“I don’t know if I should be honoured or insulted” Auld quipped as he nudged Nikki who giggled as Prince Sprocket looked at Nikki “What are you supposed to be?” the whiny prince asked as Nikki retorted with “I’m Nikki Davidson, mercenary from the future and-““Dad why does she have a mop on her head?” Prince Sprock
Daily Quickie #111: Beating Big BrotherDISCLAIMER: This story contains absolutely no sexual content whatsoever. If that is what you seek, please seek help instead. This story was not written by me, but by my friend Starwarrior. I am posting these stories here on his behalf.I loved tickle fights as a kid. But as the third littlest I had two of three brothers who were bigger than me. Not that it deterred me, but I got tickled plenty.I remember wrestling with Palani. It was fun, but hopelessly mismatched. A seven year old against an eleven year old.We giggled and tumbled over the floor. I clambered all over him, latching on to legs and shoulders, jumping onto the lower bunk then rounding and tackling him. He had his work cut out just getting ahold of me. But he eventually did. I wound up pinned flat on my belly while he sat on my bottom and pulled my legs over his knees. I felt the tug at my shoelaces and wiggled frantically but I was stuck. Off popped one shoe. Another tug at my laces and the second one was plucked away. I
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!