"Demons and Martyrs"
#1 of poems just an old poem i wrote a few years ago, that i thought i'd upload here. "can't live, can't die, can't even be allowed a moment to cry. no pain, no gain, even if my tears continue to flow like icy rain. why do i even bother?
The Shadow Grey
The young man started to get down on his knees then in a swift motion he kicked the knife out of the old man's hand and landed a swift kick to the old man's chest sending him backwards.
Luck of the draw CH 2.
"its not the same he's not old," i retort. "old?," cupid asks offended. "not old just, not young," i say as nice as possible. to be continued...
Greener Pastures Chapter 4
It does make me feel old though. henry was enjoying his new job. mr. brooks was glad to have the help. he's getting too old to be doing that kind of work alone anymore. mr. brooks said that he was surprised this morning.
The Wind Sings
#1 of poetry/prose an old piece of poetry that has been floating in my head again. **whispers... soft and unnoticable. can you hear the stories it tells? of ethereal places of legends hidden from the world.
Curse To Blessing
An old chakat deals with hir old age curse to blessing by admiral q based
Never Alone (Poem)
--This was a poem I wrote quite some time ago. I was in a rather iffy mood when I wrote this - took about 15 minutes-- Some hate loneliness Some crave it. Some desire it. Some require it. Some are never alone Sometimes, they keep sides of...
Removed Edit--A Life In College
"old inside joke," i say, waving it off. renaldo smiles a little. "mind if i spend the night in your dorm?" he asks.
Stein and Beckard - Intro
"how old are you?" damian shrugged. "i am 23." mr. beckard smiled softly. "i have cancer. and the doctors have told me that i might have six months to live. the only other person who knows is my wife." he stopped. "yes, i am gay and i had wife.
AJ, the Dingo Cowboy in the Old West
The prompts for this story were name: aj species: dingo descriptor: cowboy setting: old west other: wears a cowboy hat, he's neutral/goodish, and he's kind of stubborn. aj, the dingo cowboy in the old west by finn panther a whiskey on the rocks.
A Lover's Lament
Cool Damp A drape of gray The setting sun Painting the heavens Beauty refined A path Weathered Familiar A figure Wandering As if to forget Brown eyes Glistening Woeful Trotting along the path Worn as he The lament of his love...
Poker Face
"if i didn't know any better, i'd say you've developed a conscience, old boy," he said with a british accent. "ain't no fun taking candy from a baby, hoss. i like to _earn_ my money," the lizard answered.