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...

Death and decay call for a meaningful daygathered around a hole in the groundquestions and mourning depicted from the sobspreacher says impersonal message as a goodbyeA box holding a body goes down and downif the dead could speak what would they sayhappy to see who all came to attendmaybe some choice words to those who pretendquestions of life fill everyone's mindno answers to be given only false pretensethe deceased life...

SERIOUS BOREDOM Days had passed since Adam’s encounter with Page, not that he had thought about it much. The days after were pretty much summed up by ‘drink, work, fuck, sleep and restart’. At this moment, Adam was at the sleep part of it. It was the middle of the afternoon and the sun was burning hot, with a few breezes keeping the weather a bit cooler than if windless. Adam was sweating all over the couch as rays of lig...

Sometimes words flutter against my consciousness, Barely coaxing a response in a fleeting manner Gently saying ‘Write me down, dear’ Others times they resound screeching and jagged Full of discord while beating savagely against my head Until the only peace to be found is to begin the story. While the characters finish the pace in an almost violent extraction Threatening with a ‘Finish me or I won’t shut up’ Sometimes it’s...

If there will ever be a time that words can finally describe how I feel, I hope it is now. Many times I wanted to write this, never had the words been so perfect, if any at all. In this world so bleak and boring, so troubling and confusing, I had hoped for someone like you.I wished many times, for an adventure, for my life to have so many dark twists and turns. Many times I had wished for someone to have good company as w...

You must put that photograph away! What you had was once lovely, but Tomorrow is always another day. These feelings you have for her are ugly. Time heals wounds they say, Memories are what one has had. These feelings on your heart do weigh, You both took different paths. You need to stop trying to pretend, That you'll ever get her back again, Face the facts, it's at an end but, There's that photograph line again... You ca...

Even in my darkest nights, you pull me close and hold me tight. You whisper in my ear, "Everything will be okay. Tomorrow is another day. Sometimes we all feel this way." You wipe the tears from my cheeks and softly kiss my head. Taking me in those safe strong arms, you carry me to bed. And even when I struggle and put up a fight, you hold me closer still and soothe away my fright. I don't know how to show you. I can't fi...

Dark watched the sky turn from the endless black to grey and then soft hues of pink and orange, as he walked down the empty streets of the city. Occasionally, he would pass a vagabond or two muttering nonsense to themselves. These mortals not only disgusted him, but a few managed to unnerve him slightly, one dirty old lady looked to be an old gypsy. She took one look at him and kept repeating, "Wings drip red." He made hi...

Rusting - Adrian Gabardo It's been so long now, I wonder how things are, after I left you, after all I made you go through. You held me in your arms, you took me in, made sure no harm came to me, but I just had to be free. We are like black and white, always in contrast, always on opposite sides, you're all and I'm nothing. I try to follow your footsteps, but every time I get lost, losing my very own direction, going to t...

She's a puzzle girl with short grey hair, soft as a featherDon't try to understand her, she'll just quote you the weatherPlay with her mind and you might get a glimpse of her long legsPlay with her heart and she'll throw you away like yesterday's rotten eggsHer pieces are mismatched and some have sharp edges and sidesShe looks for that missing piece to smooth out things and slow down the rideLet your fingers run along her...

The stranger He walks in the darkness Hiding in the back of my mind Always waiting for a small opening Ready to take over and command The fear of being alone Of loosing all hope Fighting for air in my lungs To pray for peaceful sleep Dreaming of a day full of sunshine Memories of being loved The pain of tomorrow The loneliness and fighting not to let go Taking one step at a time One day One hour One minute One second more...

Lists. We all make them. Line items of things that need done, have to do's, want lists, tasks, chores, things to buy.Some people make lists on a scrap paper. I make mental lists. Contained within those lists are sub-lists and sub-sequential lists and line items. Each in a precise order of priority and importance.Like, if my wife wants me to paint the living room. Simple enough task. First, I'll have to move all the furnit...

Who was that just now?She leapt inside my headWhispering little liesDragging me out of bedDid you see her?Did you hear her?What was it that she said?If you choose to listenShe’ll forever spin her web. Does she look familiar?Have you seen those eyes before?Have you read the songs she writes?Is she one you can ignoreWhen life becomes a boreAnd you want something moreOr you are wondering what it’s all for?She is knocking on...

Where is she, my bride to be.Is there anyone meant for me? I have looked far and wide. I have gaven up to be a find, time after time it never fails.From great to worse it happens so quick. I have changed and folded, gave up dreams and much more.I'm tired of being alone, but I'm tired of being sore.Where is she,  my bride to be.Is there anyone meant for me?Am I the bad guy they say I am?Should I erase and start a new plan?...

Yes the truth is I'm torn I got a chance to make  Make it better than ever  You're stuck in a loop Wearing smile of disgrace It's happiness you fake You're with him but miss me Say words so divine Say we'll make it together When we start it's not the time Where do I go from here What if things change  What would you say Truth is I look deep inside Hope that my fears are lies I fear you'll stay  never come my way I wanna s...