Canción del pirata

The breeze fair aft, all sails on high, Ten guns on each side mounted seen, She does not cut the sea, but fly, A swiftly sailing brigantine; A pirate bark, the “Dreaded” named, For her surpassing boldness famed, On every sea well-known and shore, From side to side their boundaries o'er. The moon in streaks…

A Succession of Love Stories

I will witness a love story today, and the day after, and the day after that.  I was hanging upside down on my bed looking up at the clouds through a small rectangular framed window.  It was one of those moments where you neither have the ability to focus on other people nor even yourself. …

A Story They Know

  It's time for us to join the line of your madmen all chained together.  Time to be totally free, and estranged.  Time to give up our souls, to set fire to structures and run out in the street.  Time to ferment.  How else can we leave the world-vat and go to the lip?  We…

What Dreams are These?

Lead me away into the stars to dance among the planets and sing with the comets. Riding upon a ball of fire, I am able to see galaxies filled with creatures of myth. Swirling stars beneath my feet I lift off and join the merry. I dance with the nymphs and play along with the…

There is None Like Her

She wears silk made from fabric as light as air Butterflies adorn her long flowing hair as they dance around her elegant gossamer wings. I sit and stare as her beauty envelopes the heavens and my heart. She looks up at me with her lovely eyes and smiles with all the radiance of the sun. There…

1920s Murder Mystery: Round 3 of Clues

Round 3 is finally here! Heads up, Lacy doesn't have a clue in this round. Sorry :p Setting and Story Characters Round 1 of Clues Round 2 of Clues   Round 3:   Elizabeth: While the Kingsley household appeared to be at peace, it was indeed not.  Lurking beneath the thin veneer of civility lay…

Loneliness

"These autumn gardens, russet, gray and brown, The sward with shrivelled foliage strown, The shrubs and trees By weary wings of sunshine overflown And timid silences,-- Since first you, darling, called my spirit yours, Seem happy, and the gladness pours From day to day, And yester-year across this year endures Unto next year away. Now…