forbidden love
My love, who was my futer you made me feel safe, and kept me out of harms way. You knew when to attack, protect, defend me, you were my extacy,my passion, ... my love. And they took you from me. You were always there to fall back on when I needed...
Goodbye Howard (Anti War Poem)
A very old friend of mine died recently. He lived a long life and lived it to the fullest. This poem I wrote for him as a goodbye. He was a veteran of WWII a loving husband a caring father and good friend. This is for all those who knew someone who has...
Digimon Darkness Chapter 15
Darkness Chapter 15 Renamon (all told in Renamon's Perspective) It was Cold outside but i was already to the point were i was numb enough that I could no longer feel The cold I sat there and Thought to myself Why!? Renamon: WHY!?!? \*Shouts at the...
Orphaned Memories: Part 4
Chapter 5: I finally felt my lungs achning for air by the time I had reached the edge of our territory. I had forgotten to breathe. As I inhaled, I couldn't stop this suffocating feeling that reached around me and choked me into more silent sobs....
Orphaned Memories
Chapter 1: Remembering If I had to remember that day, it was always for someone else, never for myself. My ears perked and flicked at the dismal patter of the first drops of rain. I lifted myself rather abruptly, and made for my cave in the mountain...
Paw Prints In The Snow
**Paw Prints In The Snow** We began our adventure, Very lost and unsure, Not knowing our location, Or our destination, Leaving paw prints in the snow. We felt alone at first, Close to our worst, But then we found each other, And went...
A Song's Echo (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The wolf settled down quietly to the floor, leaning back against the wall next to the old phonograph. He flipped through the box of discs, pulling it in close to find the one he knew would be there. In the evening's sunlight, the grooves in the...
Adventure in Misadventure Ch. 3
Adventure in Misadventure 3 Alrick sat with his back against the cold stone walls of the prison. The moonlight streamed in through the bars in the window. The sound of waves crashing against the cliffs nearby making his heart ache for the freedom...
Draven's Story: Memory 1
The first seashell his mother bought for him was a dance of blue and gold. A small thing. Precious. But, after the raven knocked it off his dresser in a small bout of rage, it shattered across the floor. Pieces spilled under his bed and infested his...
Maybe I'm not Such a F*ck Up
**Maybe I'm not Such a F\*ck Up** Perfect white snow danced in the darkness of night occasionally falling against the window of the dorm room dampening the glass with each new flake. On the other side of the glass the further he went the more the...
Foxie scribbles (Not but a memory)
Well, I have a habit of writing little things from time to time when an idea finds it's way into my mind. I like to toy with it till I make something that I fancy is decent, at least a little. And that is going to be here~ Starting with song lyrics.....
Winds of Fate: Homecoming
**Winds of Fate: Homecoming** By Xenny Diemes There is a saying that haunts any traveler away from home: "You Can Never go Home Again". The reasons are various, but the end result is always the same. The world changes, and you with it in so many...