HaikuWriMo XXXA desert boroughwhere all is not as it seems.Welcome to Night Vale.
HaikuWriMo XXIXthe sycamore spreadsto a wider berth of shadehinting at summer
HaikuWriMo XXVIIIthe sparrow returnsto admonish me dailyas I sip my tea
HaikuWriMo XXVIIthe sudden prick ofa mosquito on my breastleaves a welt behind
HaikuWriMo XXVIa sparrow alightsclose enough to be friendlyyet remain cautious
HaikuWriMo XXVthe world is floodedall succumbs to the wateras we are drowning
HaikuWriMo XXIVtea in the morningleaves and dew warmed by the sunrefreshes the soul
HaikuWriMo XXIIIsmall new saplings growout of the rocks surroundingthe old sycamore
HaikuWriMo XXIIat long last the raincomes to a world that too longhas thirsted for it
Fallen AngelFallen AngelCrawling in my forlorn appearanceI hide my soul behind these tattered wingsTattered and broken as they arePlucked of light, stained in tears and blood.In quiet despair upon the cold earthSmeared in dirt I crouch upon my weary kneesAnd clutched timidly between my fingersRests one last jewel of Hope.A single unblemished plume pluckedFrom the silver light of dawnA feathered ray of light from beyondTo illuminate the void that has me bound.This precious barb of silkOnce lost as I was and forgottenBlazes now to immerse me in radiant blissTo wash away the pain, draw me from the abyss.So now I fade away…My tender flesh removedMy shattered wings releasedMy inner light unsheathed… escapes.(c)2004 Joseph Palladino
Our HeroWhen he was young, fit and tall,he got called up and sent off to war,was made to wear a uniformand shipped abroad, from his family torn.Arriving in a foreign land,to the sound of marching bands.Sent up front to the muddy trenches,told to shoot, without consequences.One by one his comrades fellbut he came through this living hell.Endured the cold, the mud and rain,gas, guns and bombs drove him near insane.Then one day he was told to go.The war was over, now you're a herobut being brave didn´t keep him alive,he knew just luck helped him survive.Now old and grey and bent with age,he takes part in autumn parades,in honour of all his fallen mates,who he'll see again at heavens gates.Poem written bySuzanne karbach26th August 2015.
RapeYou said it would not hurt, as you advanced;Yet nothing but pain was inflicted, yourSecretive smirk left me lost in a trance,I was young and vulnerable, unsure.You told me to trust you, though I did notYour words sliced through my soul; you took controlOf my mind, you left me with not one shotTo sew back together this gaping hole.You took from me, my pride, my innocenceSo you could receive what I did not wantTo give you; You struck, as though with vengeance,Though I had not wronged you; I fear you'll hauntMy dreams forever, release from my mindNever, you poisoned this victim; left blind.
Kelly's BellyThis is the story of a girl who grewHer hair was blonde, her eyes were blueYoung and pretty, her name was KellyAll she wanted was a big round bellyHer friend was smart, made her a pillOne to make her stomach fillShe let the pill slide down her throatThen felt herself begin to bloatNext her tummy rounded outHer cheeks puffed up and made her poutHer top was stretched, it was too smallto cover her belly, now a big round ballYou'd think she had too much to eatShe could no longer see her feetShe rubbed her belly, felt it growWondered when she'd start to slowBut there was no end to her inflationAlthough she quite liked this sensationShe grew to many times her sizeAnd there was panic in her eyesHer friend realised something was wrongThe pill she'd made was way too strongAs Kelly floated from the groundHer belly made a creaking soundHer friend said sorry she had to goBut Kelly was about to blowNow alone she filled the roomReached her limit and went kaboom
One-Shot: Thomarie nuestro primer besoThomas PovNunca imagine que el momento que tanto esperé fuera así, tan inusual, sin planear nada, solo así sin nada; no salió como me lo esperaba; todo fue único y especial. Me sorprendió que aunque fuera un accidente lo valoro tanto; no sé si tú lo valores tanto como yo este momento; aunque fue accidental para mí fue muy especial.Aún recuerdo ese caluroso día de verano el cual el calor rebasaba los límites, estar con gabardina no era una opción, el calor me obligaba a usar ropa ligera la cual jamás pensé usar aun siendo verano, todo culpa de la pelirroja solo por querer rebasar los límites de la física por intentar hacer un arcoíris, pero en vez de eso la máquina exploto lanzando un rayo al sol haciendo que este se acerque un poco más a la Tierra y el calor aumentara, nuestros padres trataron de arreglarlo, pero el rayo fue demasiado fuerte por eso no lo revertieron claro
SuicideMom I love youDon't blame it on yourselfDad forgive meI couldn't ask for helpSis don't hate meFor leaving you aloneTake my pictureOff the table by the phoneIt never belonged there anywayThis happy family was brokenLong before I left it anywayI don't expect you to understandJust why it was that I couldn't stayI know you can't hear meBut I'm writing this for youIt is my last punk songTelling you my life is throughIt's okay to hate meJust don't miss me when I'm goneCuz I don't deserve itWhen I have done so much wrongI never belonged here anywayThis happy family was brokenLong before I left it anywayI don't expect you to understandJust why it was that I couldn't stay
Remember the Angel?Remember the angel that wiped your tears and made you brightly smile?You always told her to let you be; you were always in denial.Remember the angel that sang you to sleep and played with your hair?You never cared to have her near you, though that smile was still thereRemember the angel that waited for you, the one who waited countless hours?You never seemed to even notice, I guess that was your powerRemember the angel that saved your life, risking also her own?You ran away and left her there, you left her there aloneRemember the angel that fell from heaven, only to be with you?You marked her with your sin and made her feel brand newRemember the angel with crystal eyes and long white hair let down?You see how she feels alone; do you see that awful frown?Remember the angel, please remember her now, can't you feel her love?All of that was only for you , sent from aboveRemember the angel, don't you remember the angel,
Creepypasta ABC'sA is for Abby, who has a creepy stalkerB is for BEN, he drowned in some waterC is for Cupcakes, which you'll just die to eatD is for Dating Game, beware of who you'll meetE is for Eyeless Jack, he wants to slash you openF is for Funnymouth, who'll leave your jaw brokenG is for Guardian Angel, he's always with youH is for Humans, and they can lick tooI is for Ickbarr Bigelsteine, your teeth he will keepJ is for Jeff the Killer, who tells you to go to sleepK is for Killswitch, a game impossible to findL is for Lavender Town, the music messes with your mindM is for Misfortune, a hidden game within a gameN is for No End House, which lives up to its nameO is for On the Bus, you'll be riding foreverP is for Penpal, they can be oh so cleverQ is for Quiet Room, a film with a cursed TV spotR is for Russian Sleep Experiment, more sinister than we thoughtS is for Slender Man, wearing a black suit and tieT is for Trust, who shall live, and who shall die?U is for Unbranded Lapto
RainRings and rivulets of waterRolling down the panes and roofRunning wildly through the guttersResting underneath the porchRaking wet across the shuttersRemaining still for far too longRestless children yearn to play
Something Fishy: DFC2012 14A fat little chef from Marseillesdeclared National Bouillabaisse Day.He served his fish stewalongside pot-au-feuand everyone cried "Hip Hooray!"