Ozymandias

This one I'll have to reread more times than this to fully understand, but it's got such a storyteller by the fire voice, that I think I'll enjoy it every time. :>)

Despite its length, it reads like an epic. And I do mean this in a good way- scope of story told, what story is told...hm. Perhaps ballad with an epic premise? Hard to explain really, but it feels like a well-bred hybrid of classic myth/parable. I say this, too, being one with a longtime love of Aesop, epic fantasy, native american legend, greek myth, and epic poetry (though very few of those).

• it is easier to be positive after you've bathed.
• keep your spine bent in as few directions as possible.
• well-timed nonsense can do much.
• when someone or something bothers you, speak out early.
• do not drink coffee when you are hungry and anxious.

Out

I want

Out

of here

Ah that one

loosened

a tooth

I think

Blood sweet

sour and tangy

like a knife

in my mouth

my eyes blur

with each

impact

Eyes

Vision

Vision

Out

Keep it

together

I'm

You're

not

getting out

of here

early

so use

the time

plan

wait

remember

add

subrtract

multiply

erase

Ha

Out

will come

soon

enough

For now

the orderlies

enter

even

now with

their normal

ruthless

effieciency

biting not

so rewarding

as hitting

the walls

of my white

white room

I broke

my ribs

too one

for you

and you

and you

the pain

reminds me

kicks thrown

in for

good measure

have to keep

them alert for

the dangerous

ones

they'll reset

my teeth

like always

and I will smile

my gratitude

to them

as I wait

and watch

and think

of the day

for the day

I am out

Glorious days

ahead I

have plenty

of time

to plan

you're asleep

but I am

always awake

Routh Kurston

 

Spice merchant in his middle age. Thick brown hair that he wear down to his shoulders, yet is not only flecked with grey, is begining to recede across his scalp. Slightly wrinkled around the eyes and mouth. . Calm to the point of seeming perpetually sleepy. Polite, slow to act, honest. Reaction is a bit faster than his actions. Wears fine fabrics all the time. Works equally with perfumers and farmers.

...found love in the eyes of a toy rabbit?

 

...wanted to punch someone in the nose for using improper grammar?

 

...had imaginary people beg you for a place to live?

 

...had hunt's manwich make your day?

 

...made gnomic conversation a hobby?

 

...studied fighting a dog barehanded, just in case?

A epic to describe the human soul?

 

The best I've yet read.

• When someone yout trust cousels exercising patience, do it.
• Do the dishes in sunlight unless absolutely necessary..
• pickles are an excellent palate cleanser.
• garlic is an unreliable decongestant.

...played the sock game?

 

...tried tensing all the muscles in your hands and fingers wihtout moving your hands or fingers?

 

...have ever felt phantom jewlerly?

...realized you prospered from your torment?

 

...been praised for your command of a language you don't know?

 

...lived more with someone in days than you have in years?

 

...stood on your roof in the rain, just to see what it was like?

She hides in very strange places, you must always be on watch, ready to spring at a moment's notice. I've found her in my mood, in music, in the occasional movie, in love, in death, and most recently, in s friendship.

 

Be ever vigilant, and do not hesitate to chase.

I'm in. :>)

• chanting "orifice" to yourself whilst browsing the comptuing section of a bookstore is not necessarily a good idea
• when sitting about three feet from your computer monitor, staring hard at it for over an hour, turn on a light
• there will aways be opportunities to learn patience. Whether you want them or not.

*sings "If I had a hammer..."*

*does a little tap-dance*

 

But I'm still olderrrrrr!

 

Hotcha!

 

Many happy returns of the day!

GET CAKE FACED!

I scream

I cry

I shout I fight

I want to take you in my arms

I'll kill everything that hurts

I'll make the pain go away

draw blade draw sword draw breath

we fight

I fight you fight

I fear that after death

I talk I laugh

I see I look away

stones cry and dead pray

one against one hundred

three thousand to one million

justice is stronger

truth so much bigger

I am so very small

we drop like flies you and I

dust blown away in the wind

of the oncoming train

I scream

You scream

They're dying everywhere

they can't see it

and don't care

smile on the outside

dessicant in the middle

it has to stop

we're better

this is bigger

there is more to life than this

I can cut

I can sweep

I sleep occasionally

the madness must end

will

not by my hand

scream

cry scream

try

...really pondered the full ramifications of humans becoming immortal?

 

...set up a zombie plague outbreak escape plan?

 

...dearly wished for companionship and for everyone to just go away- at the xact same time, with equal intensity?

 

...have you ever loved so much it's kept you awake?

Guido obligingly stands up, and he and Ozymandias haul Falcon to his feet. While the Loremaster finally reclothes himself, Guido signals to one of the barmaids, who sits Falcon2001 down in front of a still-steaming chesburger, yam french fries, and tankard of Mountain Dew.

 

"Welcome back, Mister Falcon! So nice to see so many old friends around! I've got to rush, but you just call if you need anything!"

 

Guido guffawed and clapped the young man on the shoulder as Falcon looked with relief at his abrupt meal.

 

"Ha! Always said youse alright, kid!"

 

 

 

 

(She's out there, Big F. Just keep looking, and you'll find her. )

*offers hand*

 

Congratulations.

yeah, what tanny said. {:>)

O_O

 

"Guido! NOW"

 

With an impressively wolfish grin (for a guniea pig- giant or no!!) Guido sprang from his hiding place at Falcon, taking him down in the most graceful and lung-emptying flying tackle anyone had ever seen outside of avian football leagues. Several onlookers applauded. Zool gave it a 9.5, Appy an 8, and one confused chap gave it a towel.

 

Hands folded behind his back, Ozymandias strode casually to where a very smug indeed pinstripe-clad guinea pig sat comfortably on Falcon2001's chest. He knelt next to the gasping scribe, who rather looked as if he was still trying to process what had just happened.

 

"Hallo, Falc. Good to see you! Sad though it is, I understand you cannot stay.

 

...surely you weren't going to leave without having a cheeseburger, though?"

 

(Good to have evryone back, even if only for a visit! )

I emote much more than think when I write poetry (perhaps all my writing...?), and am VERY pleased this time it gelled so well with my premise.

 

*bows*

 

Thankee kindly for telling me (otherwise, I *wouldn'tve* known)..

A wall? Is that anything like a-wasail?

Thank you. Glad you enjoyed. :>)

 

~

*claps*

 

All I can really say is damn...

 

I need to work on Possessions!