| I am trying out a new style for poetry with this poem, please let me know what you think |
| I am trying out a new style for poetry with this poem, please let me know what you think |


Simple PatternIn the night there are questions falling,Simple Pattern
Doing nothing more than leaving me gaping in wonder And burying the ground with possibilities.
Dawn comes early today, while The news it brings is not much better.
What mysteries I had come across before, lay drowned at my feet In a similar fashion as hills in the east Shrouded in shadow while truth waits behind
The rosy light that's slowly gaining strength
Honesty comes later today, Sliding across the world in golden illumination; Leaving the world with an easy glow


Cringe Part 2The rest of his stay in the diner was routine, he quickly finished his food, and was surprised to find himself still hungry. So after ordering another burger and devouring it almost as quickly, he had spared no time in moving up to the register. That same waitress, she seemed to be the only one on duty, rang him up. She had spent most of the time talking to the men at the bar while he had been eating, and seemed to know them pretty well. They must have been regulars, just from the way she talked to them; she was comfortable enough to laugh at some jokes the made, and he even heard her call a couple of them by name. She was all business again,Cringe Part 2


Spinning outResting on the seashore, Letting the waves break under me Wanting to know why I'm thinking in the abstract Playing my thoughts in circlesSpinning out
Waist deep in the breakers I'm considering several lines of reason, Which should I cross?
Someone please take my hand Intuition's dragging me in,
Drowning me Finding where the body separates from the mind
It feels unreasonable The desire to find the rhythm of the ocean, Seeking the depths that are so inspiring
So as the water rises I won't move I refuse to move because I have to know


Captain Obvious Ch 4Battlecats tail was tickling his nose, which seemed simply odd to him for some reason. He just wanted to roll over and go back to sleep, the tail seemed to follow him wherever he went. He tried rolling over again anyway, maybe this time he could get comfortable. The tickling went away, thankfully and he was even slightly more comfortable in this position, curled up in a ball as he was. It wasnt to last however, for Battlecat seemed to have other ideas. I would suggest waking up Capt., Battlecat seemed to be speaking into his dreams, which was something new that the feline rarely did. He ignored the cat again andCaptain Obvious Ch 4


Meadows and brooksSo I found a place Where there is no fear of moving into new horizons And no guilt holding back Because the dues have been paid And the fields are vast and grassy And everyone is their own person No dependency in the worst ways And sleep comes easily Though in a vast disarrayMeadows and brooks
Are the thoughts transferred Parlay, parlay


Exhibit AThey stand, silent watchers of the fields. All around them, there is torture, limbs stretched out as if to impale the unseen attackers. A thousand souls at the mercy of thrice the number. The men, they say, Is this what war really is? Aye, say the trees, this is the true meaning of war. Only a world without mercy could house such meaningless carnage.Exhibit A
| I'm a college student, nothing really exciting or fancy about me, on the outside at least. i would like to think I stand out mentally. As you can tell I write a lot, so one day I hope to be a published writer with a best selling book. Maybe It will happen maybe it wont, either way I'm not going to stop my dreams |
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So the spacelord came down, beer in hand, and madness hot on his heals. Sighing it was only another day at the office, but he knew what was too come very soon.
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He simply didn't see the world as it really was, neither the world nor the people he felt so sorry for. Because if you did see them for what they were, what on earth would make you want to fight and even die for them?
Cornelia Funke, Inkdeath
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So the spacelord came down, beer in hand, and madness hot on his heals. Sighing it was only another day at the office, but he knew what was too come very soon.
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He simply didn't see the world as it really was, neither the world nor the people he felt so sorry for. Because if you did see them for what they were, what on earth would make you want to fight and even die for them?
Cornelia Funke, Inkdeath
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Sure, violence is easier.
But I'd rather not drown.
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So the spacelord came down, beer in hand, and madness hot on his heals. Sighing it was only another day at the office, but he knew what was too come very soon.
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He simply didn't see the world as it really was, neither the world nor the people he felt so sorry for. Because if you did see them for what they were, what on earth would make you want to fight and even die for them?
Cornelia Funke, Inkdeath
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So the spacelord came down, beer in hand, and madness hot on his heals. Sighing it was only another day at the office, but he knew what was too come very soon.
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BJOOORK!!!
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