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  1. OBJECTION! (An Old WF Exclusive)

    I posted this for an imagery poetry challenge back when I was still newer to the forum. I have yet to find the actual challenge, but I remember writing the poem based off of Godot's final storyline in Gyakuten Saiban's Trials and Tribulations episode.

    This was my second poetic challenge attempt, so I wanted to make this poem jump... here it is:


    "Objection!" you ...

    Updated Today at 12:03 AM by RhythmOvPain

  2. The Past is Real


    I was going through my soundcloud and found my old recording of my band's first live recording session at the studio we recorded our first demo tape at.

    I play the lead guitar/harmony (all the grainy and really loud guitar is me).

    This was our first single.

    I miss this song because it was a total enigma; I approached it as a melodic blacken'd death metal song, and the rhythm approached ...
  3. I'm going to be a billionaire

    So guys today I had this sudden thought I'd might be the next J.K Rowling because when I read my book over the course of a few hours I really started to feel like I may have a revolutionary book for the middle grade audience. I know that may seem like a stretch as most middle grade books don't reach like 500 million or 250 million copies but I want my book to reach 500 million copies for the childrens market. I really do feel like I earned it though with all the ups and downs with my life and everything ...
  4. What exactly, is an Albingesian? And where the hell is Waldo?


    Where's Waldo got its start in the late 12th Century. It seems the principle complaint was Waldo's "...contempt of ecclesiastical power".

    I stole that term, word for word, because it's such a mouthful. Just thinking about it causes all sorts of mouthy turmoil, so be careful. It's alright in this day and age, but was not so, earlier. Not for many centuries.

    Waldo was a wealthy man who came to the conclusion that a love of worldly goods ...

    Updated April 18th, 2018 at 02:16 PM by Kevin

  5. Perversity

    Don’t tell me about God—

    there is only man
    whose feeble pretense
    at divinity stalks
    fearful minds
    leads them into the darkest corners

    feeds them blood of
    unknown beasts
    drives them to murder
    the innocent
    wreck peace.

    (C) Neetu
  6. Something I was curious about

    Lately today something had been festering in my brain about the fact there was this abundance of white woman with best-selling novels and that really got me thinking? Why are there so many of them? Since 2008 when I started writing this had me perplexed a lot, and in the early days when I was doing my writing endeavors the strange thing happened.. I wasn't getting published and I thought it had something to do with the fact that I was Ethio or whatever but now that I have gotten over the whole ethio ...
  7. Strange feelings...

    This question is mostly for our female members, that have had children and isn't writing related...

    So last night I had some pretty strange feelings in my belly, it at first felt like muscle spasms, but then I began to watch my belly and it was moving just under my ribs to the right. It feels like something is swooping inside my stomach and when I pressed on the moving patch last night, I felt like something push back.

    Now I know this could be a variety of things but my ...
  8. Mixed feelings...

    I went back to my old home town today.

    Funny how the past can be remember/looked upon so fondly. Too fondly perhaps. There must have been good times of course. Not to mention one's youth and childhood. It wasn't ALL bad.

    Today, walking down Cambridge Street towards the town centre, remembering Goode's the old Fishmonger's, I can see all so vividly in my mind's eye.The whole shop-front, and it was a fair width, must have been a good twenty meters or so, was completely ...

    Updated April 14th, 2018 at 06:45 PM by dither

  9. Skin

    I ask myself
    what covers me

    keeps me protected
    against the bite of your
    sharp words
    the burn of your
    acid breath

    I know my skin isn't
    thick enough, though
    I have added many layers
    over the years

    somehow, I have learned
    the arduous lesson
    of resilience.

    (c) Neetu
  10. Now

    Like a breeze
    it passes into ether

    I, a whiff of uncertainty--
    not rooted or planted
    in solid earth

    cannot seize the moment
    that was here

    stare and watch it
    slip away

    (c) Neetu
  11. dead men walking

    sitting off in waterstones book shop with a latte and letting my mobile download updates when one older guy stands up and starts talking to the guy opposite him...i never got the start of the conversation but the guy said...i was'nt sure it was you an then they go into trivial stuff..home ,family blah,blah..then the younger guy about 49 or 50 says i've still got your book that you signed for me and when you die it might be worth something..i had to get up of the couch an walk away because i thought ...
  12. Gobbledygook

    Let me see
    I could be wrong, but

    there isn't a whole lot
    you can drink on
    the rocks
    except whiskey, tequila
    or vodka

    they tell me tequila
    is better consumed
    straight or as jello shot

    but I am no fan of jello
    so that might be off
    my cards
    no jigglies for me,
    thank you

    I am attempting to
    figure this out
    as a wine enthusiast
    trying to experiment
    with concentrates ...
  13. OH, WAIT.

    No, today is #39, next year is 40. Bad memory
    strikes again! Wonder If I'll remember it next year.
  14. April 12, 1978.

    A day which will live in insanity. Two people driving each other koo-koo for 40 years. Did I say she had a temper? One of the most memorable was one day she got pissed at me and tossed guacamole salad - hit me right in the chest. It was so ludicrous we both started laughing. To this day she still calls me "Guacamole
    Boy." I really have been a good boy, I'm just frustrating
    to live with. Then she has a habit of buying something
    on sale for a project and 5 ...
  15. The Write Side

    FUCK IT!!!!!

  16. Roadblock

    An impasse looms
    where two roads meet
    neither has been ploughed
    they’re packed with snow

    winter’s harsh hand holds
    me there
    I wait for a thaw
    but even the sun is cold

    (c) Neetu

    Updated April 9th, 2018 at 06:22 PM by Neetu

  17. 'Uncles' corner

    I was looking at a recent posted-pic of someone I know. He is male, but, I think a certain advice could be given that works for either gender : "Duck!"
    It's really not that hard to learn, probably easier than swimming, with I'm guessing...no, I'm saying/stating: with the same or less anxiety/fear factor involved as when learning how to swim, or ride a bike.
    Anyway, it's a good thing to learn how to do, and anyone can do it...

    Next week: Why Japanese condoms?
  18. Work Ethic

    I met this guy at the bus stop. He looked healthy, but nearing retirement (like many who work at the shipyard). After talking a few talks. I discovered he was taking care od his sick wife (MS) and he was 67 years old. There was no bitterness in his tone or demeanor. He was thankful to be able to take care of her, and looking forward to spending more time with her. Listening to him, I was humbled. Then I got angry.

    I began to think about all the younger folk out there, bitching ...
  19. Finite

    In the end
    there is silence

    it opens to
    a forever that is beyond
    you and me--
    it is not ours

    we spin and swirl
    with nowhere
    to gravitate

    the earth yawns
    with boredom

    it knows all too well
    the plight
    of humans

    (c) Neetu

    Updated April 7th, 2018 at 04:15 PM by Neetu

  20. Losing out to i.c.t.

    In the jobs mkt.
    What's an old guy like me to do?


    I love working nights and the line of work that I'm in but the workplace is placing such technological demands that I'm longer able to go with the flow. I'm drowning in a sea of confusion here, am no longer up to the task and a time where I shall rendered un-employable my my employer is fast approaching. Damn damn damn computer-based technology.
  21. the end show

    The executioner comes in faded black. Very... functional, you notice taking in the lack of adornment.

    "Shall I crack some jokes first, or maybe tell a little sad story, feigning empathy?"

    You wonder how to answer that, considering the finality, stall, or don't stall, panic setting in. The crowd is noisy, but you can't hear a thing. You say nothing.

    "All right... Place your head on the block."
    "Place your head on ...
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  23. Desert reptiles

    A guy came to the house. He said he used to live here back in the forties.

    I wasn't home. Too bad. I would have given him the tour.

    He told my wife there used to be horned toads around, and desert tortoises. It's pretty hard to find them now even in the desert.

    There's something about human activity- I think it's the cars- that is killing off the the desert reptiles.

    Like thirty years-ago we had gone out to Palm Springs to catch desert iguanas. ...
  24. The Art of World Building


    "How the hell am I going to bring all of these ideas together?!"

    If you're a writer of science fiction and/or fantasy, I'm sure you've experienced this dilemma. A mountain of really cool ideas are sitting in your head, waiting for their opportunity to be brought into existence. But, when you sit down and try to compile the list of seemingly endless variables, you find yourself ...
  25. Tales From the Drunk | Who I Am

    When people think of alcoholics they assume them to be lushes with little to no redeeming qualities, completely incapable of operating on an efficent level, and abusive to EVERYONE; completely destructive in nature with malice, scorn, and regret tatoo'd on their soul.


    Why I drink began as a simple extracurricular activity to accompany/compensate for marijuana.

    In all honesty, I became an alcoholic very early in my life. By 16 I was drinking ...
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