A little lost birdTrying to find her way homeA little lost birdLost in the worldOver the tree topsAnd under the gray cloudsA little lost birdTrying to find her way homeA meadow of flowers, grass and treesMaking her way homeA little lost birdStill trying to find her way homeHer family and friendsWelcoming her homeA little lost birdMade her way home

I start up the computer to see the white and blue I never liked the blue so what do I do? I google far and long to right the blue that's wrongI fiddle with the screenuntil the red is green Now the whites are revolting, the blacks are amusing but oh noes what do I do? pink is the new blue Petrified by the situation of mistaken sexual orientation So I switch off the screen and partake of caffeine But I still don't like the...

31st of April We arrived at Orleans two days ago. Usually when we have marched towards a battle I have wondered which of my comrades I wouldn’t see again, or if they would see me again. I would have wondered how my family are doing, if my little brother has learned how to bring in the sheep without our father getting furious, or if they are even still alive. But not two days ago. Two days ago we marched and we were filled...

If I let go this rock would crush my bones and end this punishment. The gods who put me here think they have control but do not know that they have none. I keep this stone alive and make it more than stone. I shove and keep up this momentum to know another day of work. I choose to take another step and keep this weight against my chest, my ribs, my arms, my neck, the effort of my legs, my breath. my bulging veins, and yes...

I look around my messy place and feel the flushing in my face because my home is in an unkempt state. I try to find some peace upstairs ignoring carpet stains and tears and seek a place to chill and meditate. But when I reach the bedroom door my underwear is on the floor. This makes it hard for me to just chill out. So I head to take a shower but then see that I did not scour the bathtub or the dark and mildewed grout. I...

Summer holidays aren't what they used to be. Everyone's into my baby brother now, which is fine, but it means I've got to look after my little sister. "Take Louise for a swim son." She can't swim. She's only six. She just paddles and cries if too much water splashes her face. There are some kids about my age climbing round the bottom of the big rock nearby, exploring its rock pools. They'd let me explore with them if I we...

The Cheatlisten to the sounds do you hearbirds the winds and the cars sing the cheatstop.... listen for I will make this clearyou the cheat since that late summer heattell me cheat where do you comeis it easy as a cheatdo you only look for easyyou the cheat since that summer heatthat fateful summer daywas she shy was she easyeyes wide the feel of no careyou the cheat looking for sleazyyou the cheat nose in the airsmelling...

(1/18/13) gone are the mom and pop stores that I once knew candy stores , malt shops, newspaper and magazine stands too. life was so much simpler then, you knew your neighbors and had a lot of friends. schools were for learning, and where kids could go to play now you don't see that on any given day. teachers and adults were respected and a sense of pride in the air "nowadays no one seems to care". they are trying to pass...

Morning still broken by a dove's call.Ca coo coo ca coo coo her song to all. What a lovely sound to hear piercing the crisp morning air. Winter morn brought to light, sort of.Completely warmed by this call of love. I can't locate her in the branches of a tree.A video starts running, in my mind I see. Her ca coo coo ca coo cooing from above.Visions of a beautiful tawny colored dove. Sitting upon her nest, partly hidden on...

Many things in life I have seen and done.Makes me wonder, am I the devil's son? Though I really do not want to be.Times he seems to have hold of me. Does Satan play tricks with my mind?Causing me to sometimes be unkind. When in reality, all I strive to be.Is a loving, caring soul you see. Occasionally I don't feel in control.Drug backward through a black hole. Images playing on my mind's screen.Leaves me chilled, wanting...

She's as free as the wind She roams where she wishes An equal mixture of dark and light Always dancing on the edge of life Searching for answers to the divine questions Why do we breath ? Why do we love? Why are we who we are? Why are we here? Seeking something undefined One riddle answered with another question why Why does life hurt? Why does love hurt? Why do we have to die? Why are we born to walk in another's life? S...

“It’s gone! Baculum is gone! Sound the alarm!” The guard went running down the wide entrance of the Royal Tower, desperately screaming so that the entire city could hear him. He continued through the front hall of the castle, looking for his commander, the leader of the city’s security watch. He then realized how early in the morning it was. The commander and most of his companions would be at their own houses, waking up...

For three years I had you in my life, every day Now all I have are a bunch of tears But I couldn't stay I had no idea I would have to get used to not having you around I knew eventually, one of us would die But knowing you are alive, and not having you is keeping me down Now all I can do is cry I have felt pain before Worse pain than this But sometimes, its so hard to get up off the floor Not when, you are what I really m...

Her life infinite mystical journey, Intertwined the wise, wicked, a siren's song, She learns of all that is right from making wrong, Where does it start? Where does it end? Not for her mind to comprehend, merely for her Soul to understand.

You tell me what it's all about because I don't have a clue and I doubt I ever Will even if I try and try and I don't expectThat I will make the effort you knowSo just let it go and I will let it go tooAnd both of us can move on with our lives. See it doesn't mean a damned thing to meBut I know it may to you so I will attemptTo give it one more go if that is what you wantSo just tell me please is that what you wantBecause...

You always seem to be there for me You always seem to care I push you away and you always stay The question I ask is why? I'm always putting myself down Your always trying to lift me up I'm always saying I'm not good enough You never give up on me I don't deserve to have you I will never deserve to have you

2 Grace Dobson leaned against a red, brick wall of an old factory building. Hiding in the shadows she watched the cars that drove past. Every once in a while a neighbor would walk past the alley Grace rested in. Taller neighbors would walk right past the alley, chatting with companions or into phones. A few walked by alone, huddling their coats closer to ward out the chill of November. Periodically, shorter individuals dr...

It was her idea  to walk the mountain together The wind from the seachanged the weather fast on us as we walked She wanted to arrive first  to the top where we would share some wine The clouds were heavy and low  and I tried but failed to keep up with her pace I saw her walk into the edge of a cloud  until I could no longer see her through the mist I stopped and called after her  but she could not or would not hear me I l...

We're more than just a simple collection of skin and synapses reacting to one another, more than the blackness sweeping over after a star's collapse. After a constellation enfolds, you are the burst of light, existing only in a space of seconds, to cover me with your radiance and the vapors lacing the still air. The beauty we make together may not stop time's violent bloom from splintering into us, or halt where we drift...

Sometimes you just have to dismiss a dis. Dissatisfied? Is something amiss? What's so good about D.. I.. S..? I think getting rid of it would be for the best. Displeased could be changed with such ease. From sad to happy would be just a breeze. Discontented would mean so much more, If you dismissed the dis and this I implore. Discompose lets chaos reign. But just shortening that word would break the chain. Whoever thought...

From The Files Of Jack Vine A Jack And The Giant P I Case File The Farmer And The Troll “Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown and Jill came tumbling after.” It was Monday and I had just settled down at my desk, newspaper in one hand and a large cup of coffee in the other, my intent, to relax for a couple hours of blissful boredom. It was then that I heard the door to...

"Take a walk with me," I sayHolding out my handYour fingers touch and mesh with mineWe head out on the sand Where the water meets the shoreIts grains so cooly packedLeaving pointed footprintsTrailing from our backs You look at me expectantlyAs if I need to talkI see the worry in your faceBelieving something’s wrong Now I start to wonderHow to calm your fearsErase the Ugly SpectreUninvited hereFollowing in our footstepsThi...

A spider sat on a shelf Waiting all by her self Waiting for a fly To happen to come by Says Miss Spider To the daring young fly What do you have for dinner in mind Alas poor me she said I eat alone No friends to call my own The fly felt sad As she batted her baby blue eyes So he quickly stated to dine Come back at nine She said with a smile As she thought of her mealtime But the fly changed his mind As it neared the time...

The Frigid Prince: Chapter 5As the others rushed to aid their friend Enaguille began zapping their feet with his magic; encasing them up to the ankle with an ice bracer. They struggled to break their feet free but couldn't. Methais turned to Enaguille and shouted, "What the hell man? Igor is in there he needs our help!""The only sound that travels in or out of that darkness is what the tower wants," Enaguille said. "We ma...

In the city late at night,Just me, my music, and my gun.A light drizzle through the haze,Orange light posts shine along the street,Illuminating millions of droplets in the halos.Hard cruel and dangerousBut beautiful too.I walk the city late at night,Just me, my music, and my gun.

The bartender went to the bar and dialed the number from memory. The lawyer she knew was a shapeshifter . She was good as a lawyer in working within the supernatural world. The phone rang once. "Raven here," the response was short and curt. "This is the bartender at Molly's place. We need your help. Can you come here and talk with Molly?" "Yes, I will be there in twenty minutes." Raven entered the pub and walked through t...

The White Pawn XIIIThe late Walden Fen's house stood at the end of a row of houses each identical to one another. With only about 8 feet between them, the houses were made of a wooden framework with cob walls and clay thatched roofs. Walden's home lay at the north end of the line. William walked up to it and knocked.While waiting he glanced up at the sky, the sun was slowly setting off in the distance. The door soon opene...

Melis did her best to hold back her tears as she ran. As much as she tried, she couldn't fight the image of Rahmi, lying on his back with a broken neck and choking on his own blood. She was caught between the guilt of abandoning him and the weight of the mission he had given her. She was running fast but in her opinion not fast enough. The guilt hovered over every inch of her skin like a heavy rash. She had just left the...

Every day seeing those passing looking like a chain of fools, and looking up at those blue skies above knowing that those blue days have arrived with every day seeming the same right now, and all the people are the same.Knowing when those blue days descended when I woke up with that blue moon in my eyes just about the same time these days dropped those blues down here on us and they walked right on through. With me now wi...

                                                          SHOTS FIRED James Connolly never wanted to be a police officer. However, after receiving the final results of his G.O.A.T. evaluation the powers that be had made the decision for him, much to his dismay. The police sergeant had always found it funny that the government would at least wait a couple of days until after what was supposed to be a celebration of life be...