gods chair
Sitting in gods chair Will he mind or make a fuss Will he throw a tantram And bounce on a cloud Jump up and down And below out loud How dare you sit in my seat Have to no respect I'll send you to the devil You wicked litlle man A
dawn of battle
felt like it
The Secret Ninga
Move, like cat hiding from light moving with shadows waiting to strike with mighty sword in hand and Percheron blade don't blink twice he will Avead black as night from east he slays the demeans held with in theses walls with one swift strike the
trick or treet
Dressed in costumes Ready to play trick or treet Some wear black witches outfits some dressed as pumkins Some ghosts With goblins With there trick and their treets and buckets They knock on unwanted doors They shout trick or treet
Cinderella, The Real Story (part3of3)
A message was sent to him from an unknown source claiming that Emma was the mysterious woman. Emma had paid a handsome amount to have that message sent. This was the first hint as to who the woman was and the King was quick to follow it up. When h
Cinderella, The Real Story (part2of3)
Of course, it goes without saying, that she sabotaged her step-sisters’ outfits. Her outfits were not as spectacular as hers but she was not going to take any chances. From each she took one shoe and threw them away. Then she completely destroyed the
Cinderella, The Real Story (part1of3)
Sometimes the truth can become so much distorted that what is left almost bears no relation to the truth. Here I need to tell what really happened. It all started a long, long time ago in a land far, far away. There lived a couple; they were not w
The Big Secret (aka F.A.R.T.)
This document was found in a cellar in Munich ... it was torn and blood stained ... I do not verify its authenticity
Of princes, ivory towers and stubborn maidens
Rapunzel: You are getting further each time, I must give you that. Ouch.. that looked like it hurt! Prince (groaning): Why did I ever have to come this way... Rapunzel: Stop complaining, not my fault you took the wrong turn. Could be worse, other wrong turn and you could be beaten by the witch with a broomstick right now. Prince: Sounds kinky! Rapunzel (with a sigh): males... Prince: Does that witch wear black leather? Rapunzel: Stop day dreaming, I thought you had a tower to climb. Prince: This better be worth it! Rapunzel: Almost.. just a little bit further.. yes! Oh holy sh....... yieks - NO! At the foot of some tower once upon a time lay a prince sprawled out on his back in a heap that once was his shiny armour... Next to him knelt a maiden, gently kissing him awake, smiling ever so brightly. Prince (blinking while slowly regaining consciousness): Why the heck did you make me do that when you were planning to come down all along? Rapunzel: Well ya know, a guy in shining armour never had his metal tested, and no self respecting maiden living in an ivory tower will ever settle for a whimp. Prince: I could have broken my neck! Rapunzel: No true prince would ever end breaking his neck climbing a tower to reach his maiden, no matter what, just doesn't happen in fairytales. I was counting on that. Now I know you are a prince, and your metal is dented too! Are you going to claim your price or what? Prince (growling): I am bruised all over, and you got THAT on your mind? Rapunzel: I stole some black leather from the witch and a broom... Prince: Okay, I think I can manage. Can we use the stairs this time? Rapunzel: Of course........... And so it came to be that a tower was climbed after all, no hair suffered split ends, and the witch still does not know where her favourite broom and black leather bra have disappeared to. The prince and his maiden however lived happily ever after, for she knew he was real, while he definitely didn't fancy conquering any more towers if he could possibly avoid it...
The truth behind Rumpelstiltskin revealed (part4)
She was so relieved that she curled up and slept for the rest of the night, knowing that she was safe. The little man had saved her. In the morning when the King arrived he was astonished. There was gold from floor to ceiling and in the middle of it
The truth behind Rumpelstiltskin revealed (part8)
I thank all who have followed this story and I hope I have given a little pleasure
What Is There To Say?
What if God decided He had enough of us and walked away from His creation
Count Drako Valenjo (Vampire Series VI)
Such a beautiful night tonight. Cold and no moonlight. The stars crisp and clear and looking like you could pluck them straight from the skies. This is the type of night when lovers stroll arm in arm and stop to stare at the stars. A perfect night fo
MEMORIES (part 3b)
I should mention that this ship was haunted. Everyone kept telling me that when it was a mortuary ship one of the bodies went missing. It was never found and that now he haunts this ship. Yeah right! I thought being the new kid on the block they w
MEMORIES (part 3a)
I can hear heavy footsteps coming down the hall, sounds like heavy work boots. This sound is enough to take me back. Must have been around 1970, going by memory, I was up in Darwin working as a roustabout on an offshore oil rig. Not the usual plat
Cave of ‘Time Immortal’
A sonnet inspired by a recent dream.
Santa Baby (slightly.. different version)
It was a just for the silliness of insanity competition a friend had set up. We were to rewrite Christmas songs in a vampiric kind of way, and well.. I ended recording my version with a tiny mp3 player (I had nicked from daughter :P) and using an instrumental wav file of the original song (to which I obviously do NOT claim any rights). I ended winning the competition as I threatened to record more rewritten Xmas songs -chuckles and shoves halo back in place-
Vampire Girl
I was wrote this after I watched a Vampire move .
The truth behind Rumpelstiltskin revealed (part5)
Again, as the night before, the wizened little man arrived. He could not stand to see her so unhappy so out of the goodness of his heart he once again agreed to help her. All she had left was a ring on her little finger. This seemed to please him and
The truth behind Rumpelstiltskin revealed (part7)
Time moved on and before you knew it one year had passed since that time down in the cellars. Of course the Queen had totally forgotten about the promise she had made. Her life for the last year consisted eating and sleeping. She had grown so big tha
The truth behind Rumpelstiltskin revealed (part2)
As night started to fall she became more desperate. It was rumoured that wild animals roamed the night. These animals were so fierce that they could devour a fully grown human with one gulp. She did not want to verify the truth of the rumour. Now th
Legend Of The Black Dove (Part 8)
The continuing exploits of the Black Dove: In this storyline he is involved in a civil war, then takes a trip into the unknown. This serial poem is posted the first day of each month. If you are a new poet please take the trip back to the beginning of this story and find out how it all unfolds. Written: 28th July 2013 Editor: Marikia
MEMORIES (Part 1)
My eyes wander around the room, it’s a pleasant room as far as rooms go, but it’s a room in a retirement home. Light flowery curtains and matching flowery lounges and chairs. I’ve never been a lover of flowery furniture, it reminds me of old people.
MEMORIES (Part 2)
In places the ceilings were sagging giving the appearance that they were ready to fall any time. There was still furniture, although it was covered in mildew, rubble and dust. The stairs creaked ominously as I slowly ascended. Although the stairs
Legend Of The Black Dove (Part 9)
The continuing adventures of the Black Dove and his friends as they are trapped in a time paradox. Written : 30th July 2013 Edited: Marikia
The Magic Wand
A simple story of a magic stick magicians call a wand. Written: 13th July 2013
Dance with the universal stars
Three and a half men, Drop their pants naked, Leaving everything hanging loose, No worries and nothing to lose, http://photos.connectingsingles.com/blogs/10/bl
The Lost Of Terra
This is the place where all come Here and now they gather Everything must come to an end Life force slowly trickles out Others flow like a river Some depart so very young Then others so long to linger Only the gods answers have For them it’
Legend Of The Black Dove (Part 10a)
The continuing saga of the Black Dove as he battles his way through 12 exciting chapters in this adventure/sci fi classic poetry serial. Editor : Marikia Written : 11th August 2013
Legend Of The Black Dove (Part 10 B)
The Story Continues. Because of the long story it has been written in two parts A & B. because of formatting restrictions by CS.
Electric soul
ELECRIC SOUL Through fingertips Into the soul Through eyes Through silicone chips, and glass disks Along mettle wires, and across radio waves Knowledge is given Knowledge is found Enter
Figment of My Imagination
Your complexity Intensifies me Walking away You turn around Brooding, and Exuding confidence You think… And you hesitate, Watching… Every move I make You wait, and you bait You contemplate… Your natural inclinations To take To break To
Legend Of The Black Dove (Part 11)
The Black Dove story is nearly over, enjoy the final twist to this not to be missed serial in the final part... 12 Written: 26th August 2013 Editor: Marikia
Merry Christmas
IT just a made up story to tell people to give a gift and share about how Christ was born. Merry Christmas
The Shaman
I would like to be a Shaman To be able to confer with spirits Invisible in the exercise of intent Sacred objects painted faces Are only to impress They need it not It is all for show. To appear in two places Is the mark of a great Shaman
Dream Ship
I dream my ship lands on the lawn A door slides open I step inside Sit in the pilot chair Cap and helm in place In computer interface Take me to my beloved Manipulate time To be there for tea So ever again in fancy free Beyond time a
''WITHIN A TRANCE''
Waking up from a dream and realizing these thoughts and feelings are'nt my own. Yet they are flowing through me. Without hesitation I caress my pen with paper and create what is now within a trance.
Legend Of The Black Dove (Part 12) Final
This is the final part to the epic serial poem "Legend Of The Black Dove" I hope all the poets who read this and followed the story enjoyed my efforts in trying to bring my character to life and all the excitement of his escapades, this story was a tribute to the cinema serials that operated around the world making many children and adults happy, the movie cliff hangers ran from the 1930s to 1956, My idea was a modern offshoot to these classics. (To see some of these serials view you tube.com) Written : 4th September 2013 Editor : Marikia
The Gods
http://youtu.be/0pOI2YvVuuE
ROUND TABLE KEYBOARD
It just came out after watching a movie ..
All new the world
The poem is just a little try of one dream for love,how it must be love can to me.............
"Imaginary Friend”
Have you ever had a imaginary friend