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gallery

This was his gallery. The lovely statues lined the halls. He strolled down the long hall, smiling to himself. One after another, tears slipped from frozen eyes. His smile deepened. His gallery was so lovely.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 10.05.2013 @ 6:25 pm

festive

Festive didn’t even begin to cover it, tacky was a better word. The yard was covered with plastic snowmen, and Santas, and reindeer, and elves; and they eye could not take it all in. The retina spasmed and twitched, trying to deny the holiday horror that lay before it.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 10.04.2013 @ 7:24 pm

hoping

“The definition of insanity is repeating the same actions expecting a different result.” He knew that, but he was still hoping that this time would be different. It wasn’t. The spell went awry at the same point as always leaving him peppered in pixie dust. On queue the little beasts appeared and mobbed him, knocking him off his feet. It was terribly mortifying.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 10.03.2013 @ 4:01 pm

tank

My tank is empty. I am running on fumes. There is not gas, no energy, nothing. I can do no more and intend to do less. Good night oneworders, sleep well.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 10.02.2013 @ 6:58 pm

distilled

I just saw an entire barrel of distilled alcohol on sale in a one of those bulk stores…. So, the huge bottle, not enough, the huge box, not enough, nope, we need an arfin barrel. It’s official, we are all screwed.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 10.01.2013 @ 8:33 pm

stolen

“You have stolen my heart. What a load of B.S. You cannot steal what is given. The load has gotten larger. Seriously, why can’t you lovebirds take a flying leap? It’s making me sick to my stomach.”

“Dude, it’s not our fault you got dumped okay?”

“Uh, yeah, it kinda is blabbermouth.”

“You shouldn’t have lied about the porn, dude…. never lie about the porn.”

“Screw you Kiba.”

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 09.30.2013 @ 8:39 pm

squint

He would squint at the screen over an over again as if what he saw could not be real. It just could not be. Such a thing could not happen. He would walk away and then return to the computer, squint again, shake his head in disbelief and wander away again. There was just no way someone would deface the Hokage’s faces like that, just no way. Didn’t they remember what Tsunade had done to Naruto and Konohamaru? Someone was going to wish they were dead, he was just glad it wasn’t him.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 09.27.2013 @ 6:11 pm

mirage

The little squiggles in my vision during an aura, look similar to the movies’ version of a mirage. That is the heads up that migraine is about to come crashing in and ruin my day.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 09.26.2013 @ 6:26 pm

tousled

The brigand leaned against the wall smoking his cigar and watching the bustling street. A street rat whisked by. With one hand, the brigand snatched the purse from one grubby little hand.With the other he tousled the brats messy hair almost lovingly. His little partner was worth his weight in gold, literally.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 09.24.2013 @ 7:52 pm

hell

“Hell..”, he didn’t get to finish his greeting. His face burst into flames and he ran gagging from the room. There were some things that a man should never ever see. This was a the top. Seeing your parents in the midst of… of… he could not finish the thought. ‘And on the table too… I’m going to my boyfriend’s house for Thanksgiving this year, no question.’

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 09.22.2013 @ 6:09 pm

measure

I do not measure up to the person I want to be. I fail to rise above the ridiculous pettiness of those around me. I make mistakes and I miss deadlines even when I try my best. I cannot reach that pinnacle of perfection I desire.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 09.19.2013 @ 6:57 pm

versatile

Jack of all trades, master of none. The phrase makes me wonder, if you can be a Jack, why would you ever want to be a King? You could be great at only one thing, or good at many. I’ll be the Jack, you be the King and in the end, I’ll survive, what will you do?

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 09.18.2013 @ 5:38 pm

scuba

self contained breathing apparatus

Blindfolded to simulate a smoke filled room, tethered to your partner, as he feels along the wall, providing an anchor for you as you reach out to rescue the ‘victims’ and guide them back out. The moment of panic when your instructor turns off your air to simulate a dry tank and the moment when it’s all over and you find out that you rescued them ALL!

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 09.17.2013 @ 6:53 pm

senator

He sat on the sun warmed steps staring at the flow of red and knew he was witnessing the end of an era. The senator feared what so many of his peers refused to consider; without Caesar, Rome would not stand long.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 09.15.2013 @ 1:47 pm

overjoyed

Overjoyed
Overdone
Overly dramatic
Lacking the true depth of emotion, but desiring the attention of it just the same.
She smiled her bright fake smile and simpered disgustingly, “I was just overjoyed I tell you, really.”

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 09.14.2013 @ 6:29 pm

rebound

The sound rebounded off of the dark stone walls, a wail of sorrow and rage. The heat of the fire rose and the sound was overridden by the sound of stones groaning and cracking from the blinding heat of the mage storm.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 09.12.2013 @ 5:02 pm

reconstruction

He reached through the fog, picking up little shards with the greatest of care. Piecing together bit by bit the memory he lost. The little cracks distorted the image, but something was always better than nothing.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 09.11.2013 @ 6:52 pm

timid

I am timid. I am fearful. I am blind to the beauty of the world. I see only things that could hurt me, things that could make the already constant pain worse. Light, sound, movement, vehicle vibration; these are only some of the triggers. Then there’s the judgement, the looks from others. ‘She looks fine’ ‘She doesn’t look sick’ ‘I bet she’s faking it’ I am timid for good reason.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 09.10.2013 @ 5:28 pm

aura

The brain shuddering feeling that crawls up over my head from the back of my skull to my hairline. The visual disturbances that makes the world wiggle and wriggle and swirl. Migraine’s little pet puppy that trots along in front of it’s two ton elephant named Pain who intends to sit on my head for the next few hours.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 09.06.2013 @ 7:21 pm

wilting

The rose bush blooms bright with great fragrance.
What began a as a bud grows larger and opens.
It declares its joy with beauty and perfume.

As time passes the bud’s color diminishes.
Its aroma fades.
The bloom wilts and shrivels.
It falls from the stem, dead and dreary.

This is not the end for the rose, only the bloom.
The plant endures and blooms again and again.

The seasons move from Spring to Summer and into Fall.
Life changes, evolves, and moves on.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 08.31.2013 @ 6:45 pm

cone

I’m feeling my age, because the first thing to come to mind was the ‘cone of silence’ from the old Get Smart show. It’s astounding how much things have changed since then. I wonder what Smart would think of things today, him and his shoe phone.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 08.30.2013 @ 9:15 pm

bottles

Bottles lined upon a shelf, filling the bottom of a bag, little stashes of rescue medications, pain pills, muscle relaxer, etc scattered around, so that they are close at hand; these are the things I need to get through the day. Not everyday, some days I manage with no pills, others I take as much as allowed and still curl into a ball of pain and try so very had not to cry. Migraine is not just a headache, it is a neurological pain disorder and mine is chronic. The pills are the balls, the pain is the chains, Migraine is my tormentor; I am a prisoner and cannot escape. I carry the villain around in my brain, waiting to pounce, waiting to strike, waiting to take more of my life and my happiness from me. The brain-fog and med-fog even manage to seal away what I hold most dear, me, myself, my soul, and my mind. Migraine is the monster I cannot slay.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 08.29.2013 @ 4:35 pm

strung

Nerves strung tight
Patience stretched thin
Hope fading
Love endures
Life is not always easy
Live it as best you can
Do not let the difficulties define you
You are more than you are so long as you believe

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 08.28.2013 @ 6:52 pm

indecision

The moment when your fingers touch the keys and your muse takes flight, but in the wrong direction. She flees as if you mean to kill her and you are left staring at a blank screen uncertain how to begin.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 08.17.2013 @ 7:28 pm

A crossroads, a moment in time when we turn from one path to find another. It is the moment when regret is born. We are born to regret. Creatures destined to be unhappy with where we are.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 08.17.2013 @ 7:27 pm

He stood outside the door, hesitant and impatient, uncertain and so frightened. He raised his hand to knock and the world froze. Time stopped and he was turned to stone.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 08.17.2013 @ 7:22 pm

national

Maybe it has to do with the part of the country I grew up in or my the way I was raised, but when the National Anthem is played I stand, with my hand over my heart. I sing along in my tone deaf way. I put my heart into it and often even tear up.

It drives me crazy and makes me so angry when other people don’t stand and place their hand over their hearts. Oh, some stand and clasp their hands behind their backs, but that seems sort of patronizing and insincere to me. I won’t even mention the ones who sit and continue to chatter away about their mundane lives while a song dedicated to those who shed blood for the creation and continuation of this country plays in the background of there nattering voices.

As I said, perhaps it’s just me…

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 08.22.2013 @ 5:42 pm

dogmatic

“So, it would be like this car wash thingy, but only for dogs. And we could call it the Dogmatic 2000 or something.” Naruto’s slurred speech paused for a half a second and then he started to ramble on again. “Akamaru could be our spoke’s dog and…”

CLICK Kiba hung up the phone and sighed. Shino pulled him back into the ‘spoon’ of his body. Kiba sighed again.

“We have got to get him a new lover…” Akamaru huffed at him and rolled over onto both their legs to make his opinion of being woken up in the middle of the night crystal clear.

Not the real meaning of the word, but this is what it inspired.

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 08.21.2013 @ 6:32 pm

footage

He took another gulp of his drink and asked an odd question that had been on his mind. “So… if carpenters get paid by the foot… Do male porn actors get paid by the inch?”

His friends sat in stunned silence for a moment before erupting into riotous drunken laughter.

“Hey, I’ve always wanted to know!!”

» Posted By Drivven Wrinth On 08.25.2013 @ 12:57 pm

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