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    dotsJournal: Exercises...dots
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    Mood: *shrug*

    I've been doing some writing exercises lately. *shrug*...I'll be posting some of them here, the ones I think are worthy.

    *smile*


    -Sennie.

    ...Created 2008-03-29 23:14:14

    dotsJournal: Tribute dots
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    Mood: Un!

    **A tribute to one of my favorite Akatsuki members. *tear*...Much love and hugzies for Deidara-kun. Un!**
    ------------------------***---------------------

    ["Art is a Bang"]

    The day started bad and went downhill from there;
    his eyes scan the distance, distant and cool--
    there's really no need to shiver under fire,
    This is definitely his conclusion--it's true.

    It isn't the opponent he would have chosen
    it isn't the end he'd choose--
    but when you play with dynamite,
    it seems someone's bound to lose.

    Playing with fire is bad too;
    You could lose an arm--or two.
    He'd rather not discuss that though,
    he's still got some work to do.

    He takes a deep breath, mouths opened wide;
    He's ready for the fall, takes it in stride.
    He thinks of his death and thinks it a shame--
    but he lives for art...and Art is a BANG!

    **

    ...Created 2008-01-14 20:03:53

    dotsJournal: Shakedots
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    Mood: Holding On, Always...

    [Narrator]: She can't stand to see him upset with her. It pains her; breaks her. She never wants to anger him--never wants to hurt him or make him doubt her love. It would destroy her to let him go; devastate her to a degree that pales only beside one other type of heartbreak. So she bends and she twists and she gives him large, wide-toothed smiles so he can't see that she's absolutely desperate to keep him.

    Because without him, a good portion of the sunshine in her days would be gone. Not the greatest part, but a good deal.

    And she just can't deal with that.

    ...Created 2008-01-13 02:50:27

    dotsJournal: Twenty-Ones...dots
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    Mood: Apple-ish...

    [Narrator]: The stakes are great in this game and each wants to win. A privilege...a right; dominance over the other two this evening, when they retired to their bed. It was something too enticing to be passed up.

    [The Three sit around a low table, seated on cushion. The air is tense and silent--but the area is comfortable. On the table there is a deck of cards. In their hands, each player holds two cards...]

    [Vixen]: Alright, I stick. Stick or twist, gentlemen?

    [Dragon]: Twist.

    [Falcon]: Twist.

    [Vixen deals out a card to each, face down on the table. Both pick the card up into their hands and examine them in silence.]

    [Vixen]: Well?

    [Falcon]: Stick.

    [Dragon]: I'll stick as well.

    [Falcon]: Show your cards, then.

    [They lay their cards face down on the table simultaneously, to be revealed as they reveal their hands in turns.]

    [Falcon]: Two eights and a deuce; that's three-card-eighteen for me, fools.

    [Dragon]: Is that supposed to impress me? I've got seven, nine and three; three-card-nineteen. Being one-upped is horrible, isn't it, love?

    [Falcon]: Fuck you, asshole. I swear, you're a cheater...I just can't prove it.

    [Dragon]: Me? Cheat? As if I would ever do such a thing! Don't be a bitter bastard just because my luck is better than yours.

    [Falcon]: Yea, yea--big talk. Vixen...showing your hand anytime soon?

    [Vixen]: Oh! I'm sorry.

    [She turns over her cards and looks away guiltily.]

    [Dragon]: Fucking A!

    [Falcon]: What the fuck?

    [Vixen looks down shyly at her cards, mumbling.]

    [Vixen]: Ace and a ten; two-card-twenty-one. I win.

    [Falcon and Dragon rise from the table, grumbling and head for the bedroom, upstage left. Vixen rises but does not follow them. She looks to the audience and quietly says...]

    [Vixen]: Playing a game of chance requires the skill to outmaneuver the luck of your opponent.

    [She takes two cards--an ace and a deuce--out of the sleeve of her jacket and flashes them to the crowd.]

    [Vixen]: Skill...and ingenuity.

    [Smiling, she throws the cards down on the table among the others and walks upstage left, to the bedroom.]

    [Narrator]: She cheats because she has to win--it's a matter of love and pride. She can't win every game, because that's too suspicious...but she can pick and choose her battles. When such an opportunity as this presents itself, she makes sure that she makes full use of it; even if it's a little dishonest, she can't bring herself to really care at all.]

    ...Created 2008-01-08 23:34:27

    dotsJournal: [DVF]: New Yeardots
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    Mood: The Kept Ones...

    [Vixen]: You know, there's very little I wouldn't do for you; you've taken my choices from me now--I cannot navigate this labyrinth on my own.

    [Falcon]: I happen to know for a fact that there's a map in the old alabaster box, sweetheart. Take it! Set yourself free!

    [Dragon]: Are you so sure she's the one who's locked up? Look around! This tower isn't holding her in.

    [Falcon]: That's because she got the keys to the jailhouse! Give them back, sweetheart? Set us free? You have to let us go sometime, don't you? Don't you want to be free?

    [Vixen]: Not of you; never of you! I cannot be rid of you! I need you. Stay with me, always! You cannot leave me. They cannot have you back.

    [Dragon]: Delightful, isn't it? To be wanted?

    [Falcon]: Absolutely delightful to be the kept pets of a deranged, love-sick girl-child.

    [Dragon]: Merry New Years, love.

    [Vixen]: Forgive me! Understand me! And take these noise makers and party hats. Cake, gentlemen?

    ...Created 2008-01-01 03:10:56

    dotsJournal: Three's...dots
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    Mood: Thinking...

    You ever have those moments--when you're with your friends--that something just clicks inside you and you realize that...you guys just FIT?

    Like a puzzle piece, your angles compliment each other; you're easy in one another's company and things that you wouldn't say or do in front of other people seem to virtually flow from your tongue and lips when your around them?

    That's how it is for me, with my two. They are...for lack of a better word...my compliments. They fit with me, the best fit I've ever had with anyone (except my Father). I have friends who fit...but not like THAT.

    I will always love my father more than I will love life itself--but those boys are running a distant second place behind them.

    [sigh]

    Ah, triplicity...

    ...Created 2007-12-27 02:57:18

    dotsJournal: Thoughts of Youdots
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    Mood: Mimsy...

    "Damn Regret"
    by: The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

    The moon is shining bright
    The mood is feeling right
    Iíll kiss you on your neck
    Peopleíll stare and we wonít care
    Weíre high above the ground
    Weíre nowhere to be found

    Empowered by adrenaline
    Feel like Iím born again
    Again, I am repeating myself
    And I know when it's time for you
    To sit and pretend

    Damn regret, Iíll try to forget
    Donít worry about me
    ĎCos Iím real fine
    Cast my line
    To see whatís behind
    Did you think you persuaded me to let you go?

    Iím wishing you were here
    My weakness is my fear
    Alone I am myself
    No reason, life for me to care
    Distracted by the sound
    I hear footsteps all around

    Empowered by adrenaline
    Feel like Iím born again
    Again, I am repeating myself
    And I know when it's time for you
    To sit and pretend

    Damn regret, I try to forget
    Donít worry about me
    ĎCos Iím real fine
    Cast my line
    To see whatís behind
    Did you think you persuaded me to let you go?

    Youíre the only one I turn to
    When I feel like no-oneís there
    And when Iím lonely in my darkest hour
    You give me the power
    To sit and pretend

    Damn regret, Iíll try to forget
    Donít worry about me
    ĎCos Iím real fine
    Cast my line
    To see whatís behind
    Did you think you persuaded me to let you go?

    Did you think I forget?
    Did you think I surrender myself to persuade you to let me go?
    Did you think I forget?
    Did you think I surrender myself to persuade you to let me go?

    ...Created 2007-12-23 23:02:13

    dotsJournal: Test...dots
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    Mood: Tired

    Ah, test. The bane of all student existence. *sigh*....Ah well. Onward to the kraken, yes?

    ...Created 2007-10-31 21:21:52

    dotsJournal: Soo...dots
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    Mood: Moo! 0.o

    Ah, college is a bitch. Too much trouble. Sooo troublesome.

    Anyway. I've been exploring some new venues of expression this past month. I think I've got a few good ones lined up. We'll see, though.

    -Sennie.

    ...Created 2007-09-25 17:46:15

    dotsJournal: Summer Flavor!dots
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    Mood: Yeay!!

    The summer is here, beetches. Hehehe. Ne...I cannot wait to fully enjoy it. Already I'm liking this extended sort of time restriction...not lifted but not so tight anymore. It's...liberating.

    Revolutionary, in a word.

    Lol. Anyway, I'm thinking of updating a bit...uploading some new things. Maybe I will...maybe I won't. Ah, well....hehehe.

    -Sennie.

    ...Created 2007-06-03 20:17:05

    Be kind, take a few minutes to review the hard work of others <3
    It means a lot to them, as it does to you.


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