bluestarfire

Does the skull have a secret? Like a shell with the ocean. She waits for the answer, Holding no secrets of her own. Like Eve with Adam in Eden. Body exposed to the world. Nowhere to hide. Enriched by the silent words, knowledge wasted. The skull is her lover. Dead centuries ago, Her heart longs for his body. The heart wants what it wants. She caresses the old skull, tracing the sockets that once held hazel eyes. Teeth kissing is all she knows, Holding the fragile skull-like head of her lover. "I miss you. I miss the secret passion," she whispers. No words answer her whispers. She pines for the dead, Sleeps in a grave, And

The snowflakes are like sparklers in the night. I dance in their fiery light. The blackness whistles to me. Chilling air tastes of ice sickles. Ghosts tickle my face. I see my shadow dance with the light. My clothes smell of leaves. The pebbles shouted to the sky as the grass laughed at me and the owls. Jack Skeleton made shadow puppets on the wall of Halloween Town in my room. Halloween doesn't exist in my room. We opened our birthday gifts in the den. Word to all of our comrades. The moon was pushed away by the sun, but the cow still jumped over the moon. The blinding scars of happiness tolled on the hour. Skeletons make love

                                                            Diabolical Abyss Drowning.    Breathing gone.        Driving through the abyss            No net to catch her.                No helping hand extends.                   The world turns against her.                        All eyes look to Heaven.                            All hands reach to Hell.                               Closing in on her, the abyss snarls                                   Her cries reach the Gods                                      The red eyes of Heaven try to stop their tears.                                          Can you hear the

The Lost Cemetery For so long I've wanted to tell you how I feel, But its not that big of deal, At least not to you. Will you ever get a clue? I feel so alone. I feel as if I've been thrown. I remember the good times we've had. They weren't so bad. Can't you remember? You used to be so tender. What happened? My spirit has been dampened. All of those memories, Now rest in cemeteries. I guess I have to move on. I've tried to hold on for so long. I feel so alone, As I look down at the bones. I walk through this cemetery. I feel so secondary. I look up at the full moon; It's like a flower waiting to bloom. It hangs over

Thoughts of all sorts raced through Kasin's mind. Had he died? It didn't feel like it for he felt pain. This pain was too great for him to be dead. Now what was this pain? What had caused it? Kasin opened his eyes and attempted to sit up, but found that he couldn't. He looked down at his left arm and found that half of it was missing! As he gazed at his half arm, nausea washed over him and he began to feel light-headed. Finally, he forced himself to look away. His eyes fell upon a crouched down figure that as sitting near the edge of the ledge. Behind it was the sunrise, with its crimson red, and billowing pink. The clouds were shrouded wit

"Did you find him, Assina?" "Yes, I did. I'm holding him right now." "Good. You have done well and now your first journey is complete. I shall send you home now."    All it took was him saying that and Assina and the boy found themselves sitting on the bed in front of the Weaver of Time. "Good job, my dear child." "What am I supposed to do now?" "You must care for the boy until he is healthy again. Once he is healthy again, you will know what to do and so will he." With that being said, he disappeared. "But! Wait! Come back!" it was too late, he was gone. She looked down at the boy who was sleeping in her arms. "Great…now what

"I will stop time here so nothing else happens." He waved his hand in a circle in front of him while chanting, "Ni con catoh sla vanor k`a tom`aki he wah." The translation of this is: "Time and Space can no longer seal souls." In the ceiling, a purple and white rotating vortex appeared. Assina suddenly was sucked up into it. With her worlds becoming a swirling white, Assina was lulled into a sleep. When she awoke, she found herself floating on her back in a vast, white emptiness. Quickly, she moved into a vertical position, while looking around. Then she spotted Alenda just floating along. Moving at a surprisingly high rate of speed, Assin

Releasing each other, the girls gazed into one another's eyes. "I promise I'll get him back." Assina had said to Kaina. Then a sound caught Assina' attention and her eyes were darting around for the origin of the sound. Kaina had begun looking around as well when Assina suddenly leaped up into the tree. She sat silently as she watched Kiru walk into view. He stopped halfway in front of Kaina,          "What are you doing out here?"          "I-I was just taking a morning walk…"          "What's this crystal statue thing?"          "Oh…its nothing…"          "No its not, because that's Alenda isn't it?" Kaina's eyes drifted upward at