Story Poems by New Members

Dangling from a cliff,
One broken tree
The wind blows,
My hands on a ruff branch,
As I look below me,
Towards the ground
I see rocks and water,
Basically the ocean
Dead gorgeous turquoise,
Where the hell am I,
I don't remember
How did I ended up here,
On this similar planet
A unique one at that,
The sky is painted
Royalty all over,
Not the usual color,
We see everyday,
A unique one at that
I gotta find away,
My right shoulder
Feels intense pain
I can't end like this
This ruff...

On glorious days.
We climb.
Our summit stretches away.
Into an uncertain distance.
Far above all our expectations.
Soaring overhead.
Caressing sky.
You stare.
With the eyes of innocence.
I come to reassure you.
My arms to embrace you completely.
As we progress.
Our steps tell a tale.
Of bitter struggle.
An overcoming.
Pushing our fears back.
That we might be one.

In dark hours.
Lonely and naked.
Harsh truths burnt us.
Realities took our shame.
Made us feel unworthy.
Left us...

Pyriel knew she
loved the man,
how could he
not understand?
The path she chose
was long and
Unending.
He was her life,
her beginning
In time they grew apart
giving her all,
but he broke her heart

Wicked was the
game he played

of suicide sheep
and calamities all
blinded by this
ultimate ending
Be my boat,
she said to him
I'll sail in this
ocean of tears.
The wind in my
sails will carry
me through,
I'll die trying
to get to you
...

Standing between two libraries

Enormous that seem like trees
or more like a forest
No ceiling is visible like they never end
All the books are dressed in the same color

And there in front of us, stands
a corsair.

He tries to flee,
to disappear like a rodent would do
if human eyes were on it.

Behind the wooden library he goes,
a carnival appears
Like in the mind of a child,
colors rip out the dark of the night
and a ferris wheel turns

Figures with bird heads and feathers...

Laying in bed listening to the deep thud of the washing machine.
Your roommate is doing laundry.
In three months you won't have loud roommates, you'll have independence. Unhooking from college, dorm, roommate, life and locking the collar on moving in with your best friend, pain in the ass, love of your life.
Three months and you'll be clipping the leash on being depended upon by the furry child you raised with him, though up till the moving date you're more like a distant visitation mother on the weekends.
Soon you'll trade books for a full-time punch card and study...