Ode to the Outhouse by kscorn080 (pete) Do you remember The little house out behind Where you had to go out And clear your mind You sat in there With the critters and bugs Bees and spiders Maybe even some slugs It was an oven in summer And made you sweat An icebox in winter When it rained it was wet When you were finished Done with your chore You jump up quickly And rush out the door For you had been told But it might not...

Before we begin this interview I must ask, Do you promise to answer truthfully and not view it as a huge task? Despite your earlier answer we must begin, And remember, you won’t be hated whether I lose or win. Would you believe it if I said I was stuck on you? Would you doubt or reject my feelings saying they aren’t true? Would you ever tell me if there was some way, For me to show you that my feelings for you are here to...

God's Plan Have you ever loved someone, so much That you hurt way down deep inside And when once you thought you would lose them You sat right down and cried Then one day you came to realize That your tears didn't change a thing That everything is going to run its course In spite of the sorrow it brings You can't expect life to go the way that you want Give you everything that you need Life goes on the way God has planned...

He is half manAnd all beastHis hooded gaze tells meThat I am his next feastI hold my breath and wonderIf I will make it thruAs he comes even closer to meMy thoughts turn to youHe stops himself right next to meScaring me with his sheer sizeThe he lifts my chin so I lookIt's you! Imagine my surpriseHe steps even closer and I look upInto blazing eyes of sky blueThe ones I had always knownThe Centaur was you!Why didn't you ev...

A poem written by kscorn080(Pete), long, long ago Old Bill The old man sat on the porch step The children all gathered around He told them stories about his life Concerning wealth that he'd never found He told them stories about his dogs and his cats Some about the people he'd met The children would listen in wonder and awe As his old one-eyed dog they would pet He was a grizzled old man His clothes were just rags There w...

I despise all the fools in this world, And if I become a king into a dungeon I’d have them hurled. There are fools of all shapes and kinds, But they all have a negative effect on our minds. There are fools that rob and steal, Without thinking about how they make others feel. Then there are those who rape and kill, Without considering the innocent blood they spill. However, the worst fools of all, Are the ones who make per...

I could tell Susan was tiring of the serious conversation and I wasn't the only one. Andy caught my eye, ordered another Guiness, and said, "Tell her about Victor." I got a big grin on my face and said, "That is the best idea I've heard all evening." Susan smiled anticipating the story. I pulled Andy his beer and began. "Victor is a big, big Puerto Rican guy with more charisma than you've ever seen. He walks around with a...

The thunder roars so very loud Then the rain comes down so hard The wind blows so suddenly The tornado is near you fear You reach and cover your ears Trying not to show how scared you are All eyes are on you And you smile to let them see You are brave and you expect them to be You have already explained But you do it again We are safe but ready  If things get bad Jokes are told And songs are sung Till the last of the nois...

After breakfast on Sunday Amber did a quick count of her ready cash, she had more than enough for her needs. She then spent a few hours online searching for a cab service and found one to suit her schedule.Later in the afternoon she contacted Aunt Helen and advised her that she would visit the dress shop on Monday. Her parents expressed apprehension at her taking a cab with an infant, but Amber remained steadfast on her d...

She gave me a spontaneous hug. Then went on pointe. We were warming up for rehearsal for our all-dance show. I was surrounded by girls. And a few young ladies. She was a young lady. She'd trained enough to be in pointe shoes. That took time and training and dedication. Silly child. I was still taller, when I went up on tiptoes in jazz shoes. I can't go on pointe. Most men don't, and especially ancient me, a novice in the...

As you hold my hand Walking along the beach Leaving footprints in the sand Finding our way As the sun starts to set Stoping as we look towards the horizon Hand and hand  Leaning in to steal a kiss  As my toes curl in the sand Sun sets as the moon rises  Continuing to walk hand and hand  On the moon lit beach Stealing a kiss here and there As we leave our footprints in the sand

Looking in the mirrorI see my crazy curlsMy brown eyesThe funny smile on my faceI think of my friendsWe have drifted apartThey are always on my mindKat, Eva, Sunil, BillI love each one of themI have never forgottenHow much they mean to meThey are each a strength Runs strong in my heartI miss each one Life is soo fastWe are always movingNever stopping, trying to slow downOne day we will all catch upHere or somewhere Know e...

The Christmas tree was up by the first weekend in December and fully decorated by Sunday night, just before prime-time TV, but all feelings of accomplishment faded when Renfield the cat jumped headlong from the entertainment center onto the top of the tree and rode it down like Slim Pickens riding the A-bomb in Dr. Strangelove, a movie Bob loved enough to have viewed multiple times (Karen had never seen it). There was sur...

To find that one, the one you can truly love, Is a gift that comes from heaven above. It’s a feeling actions can’t keep hidden And some pray to from it be ridden. It makes you stop considering looks, And you judge persons as DVDs not as books. You constantly wonder if they’re okay, And well wishes for them in your mind always stay. You need to hear that they have a perpetual smile, And if they don’t, to fix it, you’d run...

Volga the Apprentice: Chapter 2For three days and three nights master Finuer remained in the library. Volga heard very little noises coming from the other side of the door, but now and again he would see strange lights emitting from under the doorway, flashing and weaving about. Volga always made sure to leave a tray of food and water by the library door in the morning after he woke up, and at night before he went to bed....