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Stealthy: Poem VersionShe's stealthy.Stealthy: Poem Version
She's Waldo in a candy cane factory (at Christmas) that shipped in an order of barber-shop poles (for their barber-shop quartet of--
singing striped
elves with
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by *SitsUnderWaterfalls
HelplessHow dare you be hurting? Make me feel for you- I want to heal you, I want to stop worrying, Stop being under my skin!Helpless
Arms stripped, striped red vermillion words you never say (I scream them for you) Stop Pressing your Words in the Back of my Throat!
You.
You have no right to cry in the darkness N
by *SitsUnderWaterfalls
standing on shorelinesfluid like sand being whipped by the wind the glass laps at my feetstanding on shorelines
She's icy, sharp a defiant moody turquoise
against the blazing summer blue
it's said She's a monster seductive villainess but She's never hurt me. i am tempted.
i want Her to consume me i want to slip under her jagged thrusts of tears like cliffs without a ripple
i want to be filled to the brim with Her essence
She who touches all continents runs through our veins
keeps our heart pulsing
who soars into clouds and tumbles back to ear
by *SitsUnderWaterfalls
stealthy She's stealthy. She's Waldo in a candy-cane factory at Christmas that just shipped in an order of barber-shop poles for their barber-shop quartet of singing striped elves with Santa hats. And when Waldo sheds his wooden cane and goggles in favor of cherry-and-ivory streaked war paint as he dodges in between the swirling plastic poles and peppermint sticks, surrounded by a crowd of distracting minions, you're getting there. If these minions are wearing bankai masks and capes made from the Danish flag to celebrate their juxtaposing hapa heritage, you're closer still. And if he then immerses himself like a chameleon bstealthy
by *SitsUnderWaterfalls
Ultimate poetry and Prose
What We Do with ConkersOctober was conker month; we always waited a little too late— perhaps out of misplaced optimism that winter was further than we thought— so that we had to search amongst theWhat We Do with Conkers
curls of dead leaves, seeking stragglers, squirrel-chewed and mucky.
It was a very typical sort of ritual: all cycles of mother and daughter, of seasons, and of soil
(for it all comes down to soil, in the end), and, perhaps most importantly, done only because it was
what we had always done.
And so we would scurry, zigzagging, hide-and-seeking between
by *chugglepuff
A Tall Glass of TimeMy brother sat across from me, his eyes following the tip of my pencil as I scribbled in the margin of my math homework. "The sands of time are a lie," he said. "What?" He pointed at the picture I had drawn-an hourglass. "That sand. When has time ever passed in neat little grains like that? There's space between those grains. Not like time at all." "Well, can you do better?" I asked. "Water," he said. "Time is water. There's no space to stop. It's transparent, destructive..." "I guess that's true." "So much of it gets wasted. You spill a little here, a little there, and you don't think about itA Tall Glass of Time
by ~DaylightSunsets
SecretA man with the head of a bullSecret
Hidden within a labyrinth, having
Seen the light of day but once, cannot suddenly
Expose himself to science. To be
Poked and prodded, observed,
Dissected under a million uncaring
Eyes in the name of discovery; not even
A monster would desire that. No,
Better to remain in the safety and dark
Promised long ago by a mother and inventor.
Stay, even as he grows smaller and weaker,
Compressed in the depths of a maze
Built just for him. A maze that
Prote
by ~Sajoli
General Purpose Love LetterDear: _______________________General Purpose Love Letter
My love! For too long I have kept my feelings secret. It's time I told you how I really feel, because:
[ ] It's making me crazy. [ ] It's making my spouse crazy. [ ] My therapist won't shut up about it. [ ] The cops will be here any moment and there's no time.
Quite honestly, I'm a little obsessed. How can I make you understand? Let me try:
[ ] I tattooed your name on my body. [ ] I tattooed your name on my spouse's body. [ ] I changed all my pet's
by *RalfMaximus
Which "guy type" do you find most attractive?
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by *chugglepuff
First off, I find that this poem, Reflections is both a wonderful play on words and a very creative metaphor. Love is a powerful theme,...
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J'ai décidé d'arrêter d'avoir pitié de moi. Autre que mon oeil, deux choses ne sont pas paralysées, mon imagination et ma mémoire.
Hold fast to the human inside of you, and you'll survive.
-Diving Bell and the Butterfly
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Gah. Tsuki and her hair-colored hat.
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J'ai décidé d'arrêter d'avoir pitié de moi. Autre que mon oeil, deux choses ne sont pas paralysées, mon imagination et ma mémoire.
Hold fast to the human inside of you, and you'll survive.
-Diving Bell and the Butterfly
and XD about tsuki and the hat
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