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Over 90 days ago
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That Little Ship

The second full poem I wrote for a collaboration on Anxiety. Dark and depressing.

This is the second attempt on a collaboration I participated in on Anxiety / Release. This one didn't make the cut, but I am posting all the poems I wrote as part of the journey. It was dark times in my head as I wrote this, and travelled the path to the...

Thanks for the Ride

The first poem I wrote in a series on Anxiety.

I wrote this piece as the first effort in a collaboration between myself and an artist. The theme was Anxiety / Release. They said I was wrong in the head, a case study for the shrinks. Neurotic, psychotic... and a few other - otics and - olics. Uniquenes...

I went for a walk by myself. I got lost in my thoughts and on the streets. I had no idea where I was. You were with me in my mind, beside me supporting my every misguided step. It was your steady hand that stopped me from stepping off the precipice, a fal...

The Box

What possible good can come from a non-descript box?

Imagine a box. A non-descript box, just sitting on the ground. All around you, people are walking around this box, paying it no attention. But something about this particular box draws you in. It is almost like there is a force within that is grabbing hol...

Leap of Faith

Inspired by an evening of fun on a trampoline

Perspective is changedfrom the upside downtumbling, spinningnothing seems the same.We strive for normal,feet firmly plantedyet we power as highas we think we can go.We launch our bodiestowards the heavensaround we go, head over heelsonly to fall back down...

Let your love soar,flying to the clouds unfettered.Let the passion insidecontrol you.Love me alwaysbody, mind and spirit.The two are one,in all things, we loveeach other.Your very beingreflects me,and I, you.We are the same.To the sky we rise,above the cl...

I try to recall the last time I saw you but the memory is faint It used to be so easy to imagine your face, to envision your body Yes, it was so clear Something has changed not in you, but in me Your features fail Your shape disappears Driven by fantasy I...

what can withstandthe hottest firesteel is meltedinto swords love and passionmelt into nothingfrom the heatof the forge burning insidetears fallinto a poolof despair on your kneesan anguished soulwater drenchesflames to embers the fury of hateof lust, of...

Unreal Summer

The unreal summer in my mind

To the moon I said for our summer recess if for no other reason than to feel weightlessness We'll jump over a crater and grab some moon rocks as souvenirs. But, said the boss the cost is high the risk is great and the temperature is oh so low at night Why...

Be

For that special person...

My words are fire They burn inside My heart sings With thoughts of you Darkness exists But light abounds Awake or asleep You are always Alive. Everything I write. All my thoughts. My dreams My passions You. Come with me Away, together Be my inspiration Be...

Persistence

Written after a frustrating 3 day period in a computer lab

At every step you thwart me Your mocking beeps get tiring No matter what I try You try to upstage me Dragging me down To your pit of wires Forcing me to curse you As I sink into the mire Damn you, computer I am the boss Believe me, computer I will win Wit...

The Words are a Blur

Just for fun...because I was hot.

Too hot to thinkThe words are a blurThe lines on the highwayRace by AC crapped outRadio did tooI can't get my thoughtsTo run straight Nothing makes senseThe signs all pointIn the wrong directionI'm running out of gas Aha! What's that ahead?A lightA very b...

for emma

To Emma...my best friend in Second Life

In a different world I knew you. In a second life We met We hung in the sky, In a tree or a park. Dancing in the clouds, Romancing on a boat We drifted. Together, yet apart. We shared our hopes, We lived our dreams. We didn't hide Behind a virtual facade....

I wonder where you are Why are you not listening Why have you gone to the place Where my words are not heard? Does it mean so little to you That I have something to say Are my verbal thoughts Unimportant? The place you have gone Does not allow me in My op...