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Dreamcatcher

Therapy

Just a bunch of thoughts..

I go to a therapist once a month. When people hear that there is such a strange connotation that gets attached to it. "Now, there’s a guy who must have some major issues." Whatever could they be? Addictions? Fetishes? Anger? Obsessions? Some or all of them if I had to come up with a checklist. I’m an imperfect vessel. A plane that won’t fly. A ship that won’t float. At least I have to...Read On

Added: May 19, 2012 | Category: Musings | Tags: life  thoughts   | 1 Comment

meponis8

A Winter Retreat

As the cliche goes: a me-time (a gravely needed one, at that)

Hours of road monotony the GPS, a self-imposed dictatorship tired, bored, no more beauty in the snow... then a private gateway; a much anticipated spectacle: The Inn. A compelling magnificence. No need for a color, a shade, or hue; a winter embrace of splendor; the smolder of her fireplace: I feel home. Spacious beyond the eye's capacity, not at all an inn of limits; high-risers' luxury...Read On

Added: May 18, 2012 | Category: Poetry | Tags: chesapeake  winter  peace  seclusion  time  

OHT

Or so it seems

I was a part of them and yet I wasn't A friend, a convenience, an occasional invited guest Or so it seems A part of the world I'm surveying From far above it, in space Swimming through the embryonic sac Of another discovered wormhole Cursed to cycle in a circular motion Like waves to the coasts, on the beach, near the ocean Or so it seems A beast most would wish not to burden themselves...Read On

Added: May 18, 2012 | Category: Poetry | Tags: poetry  prose  oht  sadness  alone  

Delamar

Smoky Dream

Knowledge Acquired

Searching higher ground reason within The last of a kind that cuts confused the skin, Winds that blow ever so strong, fearless icy cold Cold that once was warm so alluring, inviting A blaze, flame tall, colored as the aurora borealis Waves of seductive fire calling one to dance Dance that created music, verses and poems Deep sighs, fast heartbeat, wet lips, release Laughter,...Read On

Added: May 18, 2012 | Category: Poetry | Tags: reality  knowledge  healing  moving on  

CKAcres

Country Boy's Wish

Wish that after death, I not be entombed.

A country boy I have always been, crowded places make me cringe. Open spaces are where I thrive, away from the city's fringe. Out where not many dare to venture, is where I always want to be. Walking mountain trails cool and crisp, or deserted beaches by the sea. Listening to the birds sing their songs, or watching animals cavort. Hearing the waves lapping at the shore, or sounds of a...Read On

Added: May 18, 2012 | Category: Poetry | Tags: life  nature  wish  humor   | 2 Comments

courage2bfree

voyage into the unknown

I am sent on a journey I had not chosen with no hope in my heart.

Part one: I sat in the train carriage feeling separated from the scene around me. I was starting my journey by rail down to Dover; across the Channel by ferry, across France to Marseilles, then by boat in tourist class to Israel. I had lived with this group of girls who were weeping with regret of leaving their parents behind, on a farm in Somerset where we were being selected as...Read On

Added: May 17, 2012 | Category: Flash Fiction | Tags: memoir  emotional isolation  seeking happiness  

courage2bfree

first kiss

a young couple kiss for the first time

Tentative trusting and tenderly his lips lightly lingered on my mouth. Innocent and trustful I felt his body trembling against mine. Hopefully and hungry for love; I returned his kiss and love was mine. We clung to each other oblivious of the partying people around us. ...Read On

Added: May 16, 2012 | Category: Poetry | Tags: kissing  trembling  hope  love  lips   | 2 Comments

rantingsenior

There are No Long-Term Consequences When You’re Old!

You’ll be gone before they can occur!

A wondrous thing that happens as your exit becomes near, is that bad “long-term” consequences need not cause you fear! Bottom line: there’s no “long-term” when soon you’ll see your savior! The construct is just meaningless, so why restrain behavior? Melanoma matters not, go tan in the bright sun. Enjoy your favorite cigarette after the browning’s done. Who cares if cholesterol...Read On

Added: May 16, 2012 | Category: Poetry | Tags: poetry  humor  fun  climbing  bareness  mesozoic era   | 2 Comments

FromTheDarkSpaces

The Truth of Scars

I have to write this quickly since it’s near curfew and my allowed computer time will soon be over. Writing and creativity are encouraged here, so I’d like to get my story written because I really hope that tonight is the night I finally get to kill myself. As soon as I can sneak away and get the chance, that is. In a little while I’ll be tranquilized, sedated and put back in my padded...Read On

Added: May 16, 2012 | Category: Horror | Tags: horror  supernatural   | 4 Comments

maddy90

On My Own

For the days when things are just too hard

I feel like I'm in mourning. Something in me has died. Its been dead for quiet sometime, and I've just realized it. It's like the flame in me has extinguished, blown away by a breeze that came from nowhere. Now and then there are sparks, that comes and go away every so often. Seldom a flame ignites, nevertheless, it burns for just a little while. I eat and sleep and pray, wishing...Read On

Added: May 16, 2012 | Category: Poetry | Tags: loneliness  self-expressing  

FromTheDarkSpaces

The Cold and Lonely Tombstone of Angus Smith

Every urban legend has to start somewhere.

Kevin and Addy were finishing up the roach of a joint as they walked down the long and winding street that led to Woodlawn Cemetery. Woodlawn was the town of Leedham’s only bone-yard, located behind a dark and heavily wooded pond that grew so dark at night that even Leedham’s most reckless teenagers hesitated to prowl the area without flashlights.  The vast expansion of graves and...Read On

Added: May 15, 2012 | Category: Horror | Tags: horror  supernatural   | 7 Comments

MattChatelain

The Neutral

Dirmac Nor is the Neutral, a natural psycho-detective, in his first space adventure.

The Neutral By Matt Chatelain Published by Matt Chatelain Copyright 2012 by Matt Chatelain This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved, including...Read On

Added: May 15, 2012 | Category: Science Fiction | Tags: sherlock  space  detective  asimov  doyle  mystery  watson  

Anorakian

Hansel and Gretel retold - Part 2

The retelling of a classic tale

Part 2 His mother laughed at his efforts to climb the tree. She ran to him when the branch snapped with a loud crack that sent him and a murder of crows flying into the air. The crows flapped noisily upward, cawing to each other in warning and in protest at an unseen danger, he fell without a sound. The wind was knocked from his lungs, his right arm twisted under his body at an...Read On

Added: May 15, 2012 | Category: Fantasy | Tags: fairytale  fantasy  retelling  witch  sweets   | 1 Comment

maddy90

Time Forgotten

What I think about time and life

Time was never in our hands, it seeps through the endless cracks in our minds. Fools are those who reach out to grasp the hands of father time, for it exists in a parallel world, where two can never converge in its path. With only the beginning created by men, it cease to have no ending, but rather coils and twists in a ring, and encircle those within its grip, into an endless...Read On

Added: May 15, 2012 | Category: Poetry | Tags: poetry  time  self  life   | 2 Comments

CKAcres

Life Appreciated

Just how quickly life can be ended.

As I get older, the more I appreciate life. Take the little Chickadee I found today. Once, living life with not too much strife. On its back, still, lifeless, black and grey. It had flown into a window ending verve. Spirit leaving his body in a millisecond. At the end, not sufficient time to swerve. To the universe its spirit beckoned. Picking its frozen body from the ground. This could be...Read On

Added: May 15, 2012 | Category: Poetry | Tags: life  death  spirit  universe  beauty   | 3 Comments