The Valley of Memory

Submitted by Grace J. on Sun, 04/14/2019 - 05:25

We are a people of
A strange and wondrous kind.
A similar group of folks
You’ll never, ever find.

We lived in a valley
Of beauty and pleasure.
There was great peace and joy
Upon all who lived there.

The lush land was more fine
Than any ever seen;
The waters laughed and played
In that valley of green.

Our people worked and lived
In our homely valley,
‘Round a lake of water
And its one, ancient tree.

The Hollow

Submitted by JimWaters on Thu, 03/14/2019 - 22:10

The Hollow

I’m caught once again betwixt two beacons’ glow
No, rather two sirens beseeching my ear
They beckon me unto them; juts ‘neath the flow
Do threaten to tear me asunder with fear

Their voices do battle, each other o’er me
Each claims theirs the sweeter, theirs honey that’s pure
Their rage caused the boiling, the thrashing, the sea
So wrathful my safe return I can’t be sure

A Changed Lock: Deleted Scene

Submitted by Damaris Ann on Fri, 03/01/2019 - 22:17

Jules leaned over the stovetop to stir her meat, wrinkling up her nose in pleasure over the smell. Steam was lazily drifting towards the ceiling, giving off the most delightful aroma. She hummed to herself while sprinkling in the seasonings, smiling over the words to the tune that wouldn’t leave her mind. She was halfway through shredding lettuce leaves when she heard a knock at the door. “Coming!” Her voice was cheery, and she dried her hands on her apron while practically running to the door.

A Fighting Flight

Submitted by Elliot Hawthorne on Mon, 02/01/2016 - 15:42

Run faster,
its slipping
Slipping past my fingertips,
trying to hold
through the dips and
dives of my
true to the wind,
I spin
flying uncontrollably,
I know I won't win
fighting against the wind
the fight
of my flight,
as it slips through my fingers
the fight
its hard
my hands go limp
and my wings go numb
spinning, crashing, falling,
I cant escape.
the feeling,
I'm failing

Beasts of the Four Kingdoms: Clashing

Submitted by j. Glen pollard on Fri, 05/30/2014 - 18:04

Chapter Eleven

AFTER THE CROWD HAD LEFTAND THE LAD WAS ALONE, Cad told Iris to wait out by the opening of the alley.

“Why?” she asked. “Is there something wrong?”

“I just have to talk to that chap, alright?” he said. “I’ll be back in a moment.”
Iris nodded and walked off, leaving only Cad and the lad. Cad walked up to him and tapped him on his shoulder.

“Oh, hi,” the lad said. Up close, he looked around Cad’s age and was strong built like a farm boy.

“Hello,” Cad said flatly. “Were did you get the ‘falcon’?”

cage'd beast

Submitted by little woman on Sat, 01/19/2013 - 20:31

The eternal fighting
Of the cage'd beast
Sometimes gentle, sometimes fierce.
With the power
To coax or kill
Play or fight;
Yet unable to free itself,
The basic act of survival.
The captors of the salty foam
Have yet to bend it to their will,
Yet will and will remains,
Ever greater still.

Oh Wonder Why the Sun Fell: Chapter Eleven

Submitted by Bernadette on Tue, 05/17/2011 - 21:27



Chapter Eleven


I felt a firm hand upon my shoulder.


“We must get out. They have set more guards in the courtyard.” He steadied me, for I was now shaken when my enemy disappeared. Again, I could feel in my pouch that heavy burning. It made me faint. I nodded wearily and looked into my companion’s shadowed eyes. He did not glance at mine but looked once back again to the courtyard. Together we dashed forwards with our swords drawn to the dark. Towards the Marher we went, while knowing we would not meet him there.