I have a strange tale for you, a very strange tale indeed. I almost don’t know where to start. I suppose the beginning may be a good idea. Firstly, I’m a writer. I write crime novels, perhaps you’ve read some of them. My name is Rambles, Verity Rambles. O...
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Fire and Ice
Fire and Ice for twoShe was perplexed and in pain she had spent a great deal of time writing a love story to her man and he had said nothing about it She was waiting on the terrace in her pretty white frilly lace dress sure to please him when he arrived home from work that...
Remembrance
Dealing with death at a young ageThe first time I was 'around' death, for want of a better term, I was seven, maybe eight years old. For whatever reason I cannot recall the specific age I was or the exact time of year, all I know is that it was 2002 and it was either autumn or winter bec...
The Forest Fire - Short Short
Will our hero escape the flames?He stared in disbelief as fire consumed the world. On every side it raged, roaring through century-old trees like a blowtorch through dry straw. He watched detached, as animals scampered to and fro in terror and he realized in an offhand way that he was c...
Fire of Love
One's heart knows things that the mind can't understand.Their eyes met, she recognized his soul. Giving an impious wink,she turned away. Igniting a spark, deep in his licentious spirit. Knowing that moment,they were meant to dance. An inferno of desire consumed him,he sauntered across the floor. Making his way...
Fire In The Rain
A Sonnet on the four elements. It was a requirement used in a poem contest.Fire In The Rain Flickering torch upon windowsill In turbulent air whirls the windmill Red heats the beads of mornings kiss Electrified volt of Terra’s abyss Illuminating glass separates the elements Neither shall embrace in remembrance. Ticks of time res...
Neon Love Pt II.
She stood like an elegant tribute to the glory of ChinaAs the taxi made its way up the winding roads of Victoria Peak, Gael wondered which house the party was going to be in. He had scoped out many of them when he first arrived, but Victoria was a long trek from Kowloon for a poor young westerner without a ca...
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The Workshop
A short story meant for horror, but was too short.The all-consuming flames wash over me and start a fire in my core. Although I burn, so does the air about. The blistering heat of the forge peels away the grimy layer of metal, but as I fold it, a new layer forms. The hammer strikes. Sparks fly. Hair igni...
Miles Davis reverberated smoothly across the dark room, the trumpet built up steadily the way his own anticipation was building at the thought of her waking. Hong Kong Island’s skyline shone brightly into the room from across the water. Gael lit another c...
Trevor lay beside me in the tall grass. The gentle, summer, breeze was swaying the thin blades enough to brush the bare skin of our legs. My shoulders shook with laughter, from a joke he'd just told. Warmth filled my bones, from both the burning sun above...
The Phoenix
bring the heat...The Phoenix I am the Phoenix You are the fire I want to be Your one desire Fanning the embers Of a growing flame Feelings so Intense Can't be given a name Two bodies entwined Two hearts enflamed The heavens burst forth We can't be blamed Ashes combined Tw...
When I am in isolationDeep in the woods,I am not alone.I think of the cavesAnd canyons and riversThat Elijah sat in,Just him and God,Talking back and forth.What kind of friendship did they formIn those desolate hoursThat made God sweep himOff the face of...
Anonymous
Wings spread wide, feathers in flight, The little finch flew through the air. He sings his song, as he flies along, To his true love, one that was rare. Her golden glory shown from above. The sun, was a lover so true. During the day he thinks himself a do...
They say her eyes are a sea of blue waves. The waves crash together, The water churning like flames battle. The flames slice at the horizon, And burn the sky. Gentle destruction this is. But wait, Lava pools from the flames, Sliding down the beach over th...