Siren Call
I trail my fingers through the clear water. Letting the familiarity of the cool caress sooth me.
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I trail my fingers through the clear water. Letting the familiarity of the cool caress sooth me.
#household This is one of my older opusses, but I'm not really sure whether I'm allowed to enter it. I stare at the water. It beckons me, enticing me, inviting me.
I stare at the mirror. New school. New clothes. New life. New face. I'm not used to being ginger. Last time was a redhead was years ago. Actually the hair's pretty cool.
I can feel it deep within again ,the beast is quickly awakening.
When she first felt the flutter. A star shone brightly above. And at the bottom of the garden. A celebration was beginning. The mother so dear, so true. The fairest of them all at this time.
Soft brown hair and sorrel eyes, Silken dress, and heels like skies. Something different, between red lips, A different weight around those hips.
In lieu of @eddie12309 's Improvisation Challenge... There once was a little egg Who sprouted two ickle legs But he fell on his ass Rolling in the grass He felt just like Peg-Leg-Meg.
Something inside me had cracked. My dead, blackened heart began to beat. Blood rushed through me, yet suddenly I was aware of the cold night air.
Living without breathing is like death without dying. I held back for a second, drew in my breath and ran towards the business man.
#OpussWings From the Abyss the creature crawls. It looks around the pitch dark landscape at the bottom of the sea and starts swimming upwards.
Emerge from the chrysalis, body brand new. Discover a dazzling world to view. Unfurling wings that, til now, never flew, You flitter on breezes through skies soft and blue.
Fleetfooted, with quick sure steps I ran alongside the river. I could hear the swishing of branches and curses of the men attempting to follow me.
#OpussWings I had been sat in the chair for an age. Straps at my limbs, like a cage. Matted hair and whitewashed walls, Other experiments' screams and calls.
Energy takes over, my common sense giving into the light. I watch the man writhing in agony on the floor, blue flames lapping at his body.
As the virus takes hold. I feel my blood burn. Coursing through my veins. Anger starting to build. Fever breaking out. The wound on my arm. Alive and weeping. My limbs are on fire. Eyes blood shot.
Little shells cling to the shore, Like the ones around her neck. Red sun, setting, upon the blue waves. Stragglers washed up from the boat wreak Long red shiny hair, Rainbow scales to her waist.
Running for hours, constantly changing, my flesh undulating and cracking. Adapting. Evolving. I dare not slow, I must escape. I must survive. Many horrors I pass, dead and dying litter the ground.
''Glitter why do you leave me. I need the pink in my cheeks, my sticking out sharp cheek-bones' The menth-breath of Frissons inside her newly black-dotted pink lungs.
If I were to die, And then wake, In another living body, What form would I take. If I had a choice, Perhaps an eagle, I'd travel the whole world, Up high, proud and regal.
I like learning, I am an avid learner. If there is something to know I am there with bells on; blank pages ready to be filled.
I am within you, I am without. I can make you a genius Or burn you out, I can melt you like plastic In a fiery furnace, I can make you crack Make you ashes, worthless.
On this rock high up and out of your way is where I choose to stand. The darkest of the wolves, my cool blue eyes watch over the land.
3 failed escape attempts had got him down He was resigned to never leaving this Craziville town......
Anti-freeze Everything is sparkling in the fresh morning light, Crystals encase every blade of grass, It as if something magic has sprinkled glitter over night, I stand for a while frozen in the...