The Hobbling Man
The old tinker hobbled along His feet bare, his face long Until a tavern he chanced upon By the name of The Thief & Magician 'Room for one?' He asked the maid Her bosom plenty, her face staid 'All...
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The old tinker hobbled along His feet bare, his face long Until a tavern he chanced upon By the name of The Thief & Magician 'Room for one?' He asked the maid Her bosom plenty, her face staid 'All...
As I search the world for hallowed ground, and hallowed people, looking from ocean to ocean, soul to soul, and there, in you, I found a piece of my puzzle But only a small piece, and a peace as...
He held his right thumb out, blunt and naked and bare onto the incoming traffic. The trees around him saw it. The towering mountains surrounding him glared down.
This is just an experiment at a short story which I've never tried before. I do not know its beginnings or end!. I just wrote the first thing that came into my head, ie., it wasn't planned.
I walk towards the sun. Not feeling the heat. All my pains are long gone. And now am walking with bare feet. I walk towards you my sun. To make my heart stop this beat. The fire inside is almost gone.
Fragile eyes crush the paper thin ocean surface. Breathe in the occasional embracing current. Bodies trapped in murky waves. Grateful blessing of life's flowing demand.
#bestofopuss Oh, my train of thought Chugging away endlessly on The looping tracks of me I'm sorry for setting you On a course so unsteady And then losing you Somewhere in the mire.
Everything lost. All that we know. Finding beginnings Wherever we go. The key to our knowledge Caressing our soul, Is something to find, Not something to control.
Down a winding path I go. Where it ends I do not know. Towards the lights shining glow. With my feet on air below. Traveling towards the shining light. Shining bright in the blackened night.
i am on a ship sailing far away to a place completely different of where we are today where nothing is forbidden or taken advantage where you and i are we and there's nothing that stops the flying...
Spending time now payment's overdue. Jump off the road they said was tried and true. Grasping fate in both my hands, throw it high and watch it fall in strands.
Vocal screams to a new high, progressive riff on bass, Lead guitar cuts the silence, energy fills the place.
It starts with A leap from static, vaguely an arm slivers between hard rock painted mystically orange above a deranged infinite abyss a spiraling downward the unknown reach for the surely bone...
The elevator keeps climbing higher and higher. Endless. I feel like the space is closing in.
In a drenched desert; a sea of sand. Abandon ship in no mans land. Shield the sun with my burning hand. This journey was not going as planned. I sought the truth of reality.
Based on the Celtic instrumental, The Rite Of The Kraken. The ground is cold against our feet, Who knows when we will end this climb.
Falling from the clouded sky, Watching life passing by. Years and years I did fall, I didn't feel like me at all.
Clear crisp autumn Day Blue skies and leaves red, gold and orange. Walking along the path of Life . Wondering about next step, does destiny exist. Or do we have control over all our movements in Life.
Recommended soundtrack: "life and death" http://snd.sc/dVselL My journey continues as it passes through steep hills made of choices that keep altering my way ahead.
Wanderer alone,. The unknown is home,. With a whole. world to roam,. The streets wept,. While the sun slept,. Lost in a masked ball,. Dancing through. faces & phases,. Masquerade of lights,.
I'm breaking in waves. Tides come and go but I still remain. Hit by the rhythm that pushes and pulls. The moon shines a laugh as I stumble. Feeling around for solid ground.
Once upon a time,. There was a lost man,. In a forest covered in snow,. Wandering around admiring the beauty,. Of the prison he had found,. He smiled and laughed as the trees shook,.
He stands atop and shades a brow, wondering when the able will be sent A puzzling look, he greets the world, the saddleback rides- King and earl.
#OpussWings From the Abyss the creature crawls. It looks around the pitch dark landscape at the bottom of the sea and starts swimming upwards.