Jasmine

She was putting together.

Paper hair that had been threw imaginary weather.

I was starring at her,as far as I could concur.

They we where dancing a hid and seek game.

A  hid and seek game isn't tame. It isn't a shame.

Love is just one life long game.

--
All the best writings have shadows in them.

LNAG #2 The old woman and her daises.

Last time.. our adventurers were transported from the Krom warehouse into...

and they are just awakening from their experience.


Talen awoke, his head was throbbing  and felt sheets over  his lower body.

Was he in a hospital, or maybe he was back home and it was all a dream.

He opened his eyes and saw neither assumption was  correct. He looked up and first and then around.

The ceiling  looked like woven wood. It smelled of daises  and he could hear breathing  upon himself.

He sat up and saw he was in a medium sized room. It was packed with everything. There was a book shelf,

apparatus  which looked like it was a television. Another bed and an area for cooking.In a corner of the

room where a pile of wiggling cloth. Most distinctly was the humming coming for an odd looking woman. This

old woman was humming just like a bee, she was knitting  a golden like cloth. Talen looked this woman up

and down. She was pale and short, but her nose was long and gray. Talen could see something fluttering

behind her. It was blue wings as clear as crystal.

All for Talen knew he wasn't on Earth  anymore.
" well bello,belcome to Carantara..I'm Lady Jepson."The Lady looked up and saw she was wearing large

yellow glasses with yellow eyes behind.

"really?I want to go home now... I am not up for being killed!"Talen spat and stood up. He heard a scream

as the blanket fell off of him. It came from the blanket,Talen looked down and saw a face in the blanket.
" Gahhh!" He shouted.
"master do not need to be afraid- well you should of her!" The blanket spat.
"silence or I'll bburn youb". Interrupted the woman.
" I need answers..."Talen started ." what the heck is this place".
" It is everything and anyone of dreams".
" how did you find me?" Talen asked, stepped towards a door clutching the blanket.
" ohh, there was a large crash in my daisy patch, some type of castle. When I came to investigate ,it

sprouted legs and ran off." She  put down her knitting pin and got up.
" it sprouted legs and just took off?!" Talen backed up.
" I found you among my daisies,tipsy"the woman came closer.
" you see any others?"Talen backed up more with the lady closing in.
"sure.. 3 more, and blond haired one,a black haired one and a brown haired one,...bbb"The lady held up a

golden weaved robe.
" try it on." the old lady said.
" I say don't" interrupted the blanket whose face was near Talen's chest" you'll become a blanket!"

"umm no!" shouted Talen and he sped out the room.
He heard the old woman mutter,"mistake".
Talen ran as fast as he could carrying the blanket.
First of all he was in a daisy field, he looked up, the sky was a multiude of light colors and serval

moons hung in the sky. Everytime he bushed by a daisy he heard a yelp, and another.
He wanted to stop, but he couldn't for all he knew the bee-person,Lady Jespon, could be a big bee after

him. He came to a rock that was saphire mixed with cobalt. In the middle of it was the leather green

handle of a sword. Though this was no pebble, it was at least 12 feet, about more than 3 times his size.

He was no climber ,but he would have to, unless he wanted to be a blanket!
He heard buzzing," bbbzz little boy! Don't you want to be a blanket for Lady Jepson."
He heard as he climb up the rock. He was towards the top when the buzzing was right behind him .
"There you are, you shallbb diebbb, when I burn your blanket!" Talen reached the top and saw he was seeing

a  mass of bees all speaking.
" holly mother.." he yelped.
It was now or never, he ran to the sword and grabbed on the sword. It came straight out, it was a green

handled sword with a dark green/light green flame. The pain came after, his hand glowed green and he

yelped. The pain stopped and now there was a green like seed embed on its palm.His mother was going to

kill him when he returned to earth.
There he was standing against a swarm of bees that was an enity.
"BZZZZZZZZ" yelped the bees as they launched at him and he swung.
Talen saw as he hit threw the bees and straight into a pulsing yellow heart.Golden blood spalterred

everywhere.,
Lady Jepson then appeared clutching her chest,"noo.. who is going to take care of the daisies!"
Talen stood back and the lady imploded into white and blue dust.
He had killed the lady, the thing. He had killed something for real.

Join us next time for #3 The Town hear knowledge.

Birthday Event.

Hey my birthday is coming up and
I would like to start the tradition of readers writing stories to me on that day.
I have lived to be a decade and a half of one...

Nightmare Hospital

I wish I would awake, but the words in my dreams seam to bake.
Just right into one nasty stake that I ate.
Not right while awake.

The voices are sweet and negative, just because of my  doctor's choices.
Now I can hear not just my dream, but the voices of all mankind's dreams 
and now my mind is overloading at the seams.

Floating through dreams will make you wise, and crazy to your own demise.
Now that night, I knew I was finally going to lose the battle.
To contain a human- like mantle.
 
If I'd ever awake again, I go back into time to stop this from happening all from which 

it began.
The endless sleep ascended and became anything but deep,  and now I realize it was dream
created from mankind beams. So now I can not go back to sleep, or I'm afraid I'll descend

to deep. 
__________________________________________________________________________________
This poem is about a person dreaming about being treated for a sleeping disorder, 
but they're medication goes horribly wrong.

Lemons ,Adventurers, and girls

Introduction-
The story of 4 writers lost in the world of their creation...
They will have to escape or face the demon that put them into this world.
...................featuring Talen Han, Evange Krom, Evon Crelly, And William Stalker.

Why Red?

The children smiled as they gathered around their favorite grandpa, Grand Red, as he began to tell them a bed time story. 

Among the children there were Grand Red's grandchildren, Joseph, Marigold, and Watson. Joseph was a bit older than Marigold,after all they were twins. Watson , who was annoyed his name was Watson, was 12, 6 years older than the twins. 

It was a oddly cold summer night and Grand Red creaked in a rocking chair in a red robe. Grand Red cleared his throat and looked around his large condo. There where furniture and personal items around the room,it was less cluttered, 20 years ago when he moved here. With one more clearing he began to tell his great story... 

" Once there was a man and his band of friends, who traveled with him for his money as he was a rich man.He went from city to city, doing what he did best inventing and getting girls. His name was Advent Red, his real name was Garfield Red,  

every one feared him for he had more inventions than he had girlfriends", Grand Red Mused. 

" It was one day when Advent Red and his friends were out on a Friday night with their girlfriends. By the way he had 3 men that where in his ranks Blue, Black and Yellow all nick names..." the grandfather was interrupted. 

" They called themselves colors?" asked Marigold. 

" of course they did, they had to or they wouldn't be Advent Red's friends.." exclaimed Grand Red jovially," as I was saying.." 

"Advent Red and his crew went into a bar,they partied and partied... getting far too tipsy", the grandfather told 

" what is tipsy? '' asked Joseph.  

" um-mm its when grownups dance around all weirdly"he responded. 

" just like ma and pa?" asked Watson. 

"Okay, just let me finish the story, your mother will be wanting for you to go to bed soon", Grand Red flustered. 

" they're at it again" Watson commented. Grand Red beamed him a look . 

" as I was saying, but little did they notice was that their rivals now owned the bar and planned to kill them. 

So while they were tipsy they set set a bomb that Advent Red had made himself.His own brand,as luck would have it,Advent Red and his crew stumbled out in the nick of time. No sooner did the bar blow ,a exact hour later,and all was changed. The next morning when Advent Red and his girl, Abby Barnes, received a knock on the door and the police was 

investigating and found his bomb at the site. Rather than go peacefully, Advent Red used a pro-type to disappear for a minute. For weeks on end, Advent Red was not to be found. Until the faithful day,when Abby Barnes was captured by Black heart, Advent Red's arch enemy." 

" is there going to be an awesome showdown",asked Marigold. 

" You can count your buttons", Grand Red responded, jovially. 

" They faced each other in the park, where news casters covered it all. Black Heart struck first, shooting his gun at Advent Red , he dodged it and used his glove which released a spark of energy . Black Heart fell to the ground rambling. Meanwhile Blue, Black and Yellow released Abby Barnes from Black Heart's truck. Which was beeping, they all fled but Black stayed behind regardless of his friends orders. He died saying,' To clear our name'  

Black heart now lay on the ground laughing explaining his ruse. Advent Red shot him another time.He trembled and fell asleep. Though his name was cleared , his friend had perished,from that they fort he vowed to change. If you can say he lived happily ever. " Grand Red ended his story with a deep sigh. 

"So Grand why are you telling us this story", asked Watson. 

" Because it so happens I was that man", Grand Red smiled. 

Everyone of the kids' mouths fell open.

Screen SaverS.

There will soon be screen savers for your favorite poems. But this project may take a while..
                    

A chat with other writers.

Welcome! You have entered [The Lounge] at 1:53 am
    [Durriedog] 1:53 am: Hey Card!
    [Durriedog] 1:53 am: Nice to meet you!
[CardDragon] 1:53 am: card?me?
     [forsakinshadow] 1:54 am: hey Card
    [Durriedog] 1:54 am: Yeah
       [jasminebells] 1:54 am: Hey card
     [forsakinshadow] 1:55 am: I are DINO NINJA
       [jasminebells] 1:55 am: No, no, no
    [Durriedog] 1:55 am: Are you new?
       [jasminebells] 1:55 am: Me are DINO NINJA
     [forsakinshadow] 1:55 am: no...I ARE DINO NINJA!
     [ninjacookiemonster] 1:55 am: I ARE RAPTOR NINJA! (dang it, Shadm stop summoning the raptor!)
     [ninjacookiemonster] 1:55 am: *,
       [jasminebells] 1:55 am: lol
Durriedog sighs
     [forsakinshadow] 1:56 am: and this is!....*your turn ninja
jasminebells huggles her twin
     [forsakinshadow] 1:56 am: lol
[CardDragon] 1:56 am: I am a new member
     [ninjacookiemonster] 1:56 am: RAPTOR NINJA!!!!! *raptor noises and motions*
     [forsakinshadow] 1:56 am: me uggles my ninja sister
     [ninjacookiemonster] 1:56 am: Well, then, hello there, new member Card!
    [Durriedog] 1:56 am: Welcome to YWS!
ninjacookiemonster bows with much grandeur. "Feel free to ask us anything!"
jasminebells huggles Card
       [jasminebells] 1:57 am: Welcome!
[CardDragon] 1:57 am: yeah..
forsakinshadow uggles Card
     [forsakinshadow] 1:57 am: uggles are better than huggles
     [ninjacookiemonster] 1:57 am: Waaay better.
jasminebells is sensing Card is becoming frightened or freaked out
[CardDragon] 1:57 am: what is an uggle
    [Durriedog] 1:57 am: Huggle
    [Durriedog] 1:57 am: just typo-version
     [forsakinshadow] 1:58 am: lol my typo version
    [Durriedog] 1:58 am: YWS chat can be a little overwhelming at first, lol
     [forsakinshadow] 1:58 am: lol
       [jasminebells] 1:58 am: xD
     [ninjacookiemonster] 1:58 am: Correction: OUR typo version.
       [jasminebells] 1:58 am: I remember my first time in YWS chat
    [Durriedog] 1:58 am: Whatever
     [forsakinshadow] 1:58 am: when I first got here, Silented was the only one on here
    [Durriedog] 1:58 am: Same, Forsakin!
     [ninjacookiemonster] 1:58 am: But used to get to the craziness pretty easily.
     [forsakinshadow] 1:58 am: lol yea ninja...
[CardDragon] 1:58 am: so do yall all write alot
       [jasminebells] 1:58 am: I got kicked out for putting the star sangled banner in all caps over and over
     [forsakinshadow] 1:59 am: nah, we just like to chat
     [forsakinshadow] 1:59 am: lol...I do
       [jasminebells] 1:59 am: spangled*
     [forsakinshadow] 1:59 am: but I write too
     [Prism180] 1:59 am: Mhm
[CardDragon] 1:59 am: oh..
       [jasminebells] 1:59 am: I write
     [ninjacookiemonster] 1:59 am: Psh, heck yeah, we do, Card! (Don't listen to Shad, she's craaaazaay)
    [Durriedog] 1:59 am: I write Fantasy Fiction
[CardDragon] 1:59 am: well its better than migoland
     [forsakinshadow] 1:59 am: lol
    [Durriedog] 1:59 am: Don't listen to them, they write
     [forsakinshadow] 1:59 am: I am
    [Durriedog] 1:59 am: What's Migoland?
     [ninjacookiemonster] 1:59 am: Durrie>> lol
       [jasminebells] 1:59 am: Migoland?
     [forsakinshadow] 1:59 am: ??
     [ninjacookiemonster] 2:00 am: Migoland?
[CardDragon] 2:00 am: its a website
     [ninjacookiemonster] 2:00 am: >.o
       [jasminebells] 2:00 am: Lol, we're all like what
[CardDragon] 2:00 am: were you can talk to other children
     [ninjacookiemonster] 2:00 am: *sighs* I have to go, guys.
       [jasminebells] 2:00 am: Card, are you a girl or guy?
[CardDragon] 2:00 am: a guy
jasminebells clamps onto Ninja
forsakinshadow wishes chup would post on Redemption already
    [Durriedog] 2:00 am: Oh
       [jasminebells] 2:00 am: You xan't leave
       [jasminebells] 2:00 am: can't
ninjacookiemonster pats Jas's head. "Sorry, sweet pea, but I have to,"
       [jasminebells] 2:01 am: Cool, card
     [forsakinshadow] 2:01 am: no!
    [Durriedog] 2:01 am: What do you write, Card?
    [Durriedog] 2:01 am: Like, what genre?
[CardDragon] 2:01 am: poems
     [ninjacookiemonster] 2:01 am: I might come back, at least tomorrow.
jasminebells has enormous sad pupy eyes
    [Durriedog] 2:01 am: Nice!
jasminebells barks happily
ninjacookiemonster rolls her eyes. "Get over me, sweet pea."
[CardDragon] 2:01 am: and some stories
    [Durriedog] 2:01 am: you'll fit right in then. Loooooots of poem writers
       [jasminebells] 2:01 am: lol
[The Lounge]: Vasticity has entered at 2:02 am
    [Durriedog] 2:02 am: Vast!
       [jasminebells] 2:02 am: VAST!
     [ninjacookiemonster] 2:02 am: VAST!
     [Vasticity] 2:02 am: 'The best things in life are free. But you can give them to the birds and bees, I want the MONEY.'
     [forsakinshadow] 2:02 am: VAST!
[CardDragon] 2:02 am: i've also written four books
     [ninjacookiemonster] 2:02 am: Still have to go.
ninjacookiemonster waves
     [forsakinshadow] 2:02 am: NOOOO!!!
       [jasminebells] 2:02 am: Omagawd
forsakinshadow uggles
       [jasminebells] 2:02 am: Are they all published?
[CardDragon] 2:03 am: no
    [Durriedog] 2:03 am: Nice, what genre?
[CardDragon] 2:03 am: i have yet to type them
     [Vasticity] 2:03 am: DurrieDoodleDingDong! Dj Jasmine Jeff! Ninja! Forsaking!
[CardDragon] 2:03 am: action
    [Durriedog] 2:03 am: Whoa
ninjacookiemonster bites her lip. "I love you guys, really, I do, but I have to go! I will be back tomorrow!"
     [Vasticity] 2:03 am: bye
[CardDragon] 2:03 am: It is called The Slayers of Wolve.
[CardDragon] 2:03 am: bye
     [forsakinshadow] 2:03 am: fine
forsakinshadow pouts
       [jasminebells] 2:04 am: The longest thing I've ever written was a 20 page essay to my principal about why I started that food fight
    [Durriedog] 2:04 am: Bye!
ninjacookiemonster uggles Shadow.
       [jasminebells] 2:04 am: bye!
     [forsakinshadow] 2:04 am: byee
forsakinshadow uggles
     [ninjacookiemonster] 2:04 am: Bye all, love you!
     [Chupatoasta] 2:04 am: bye ninja!
     [forsakinshadow] 2:04 am: LUFF YEW TOO
    [Durriedog] 2:04 am: The Slayers of Wolve - I'd pick up a book called that
     [Chupatoasta] 2:04 am: i luff you!!!
[CardDragon] 2:04 am: Hey maybe i can send you all a copy
Chupatoasta huggles
       [jasminebells] 2:04 am: That'd be cool
[CardDragon] 2:05 am: when i finish the 1st book
     [Vasticity] 2:05 am: the longest thing I ever wrote was a 100 page script
     [forsakinshadow] 2:05 am: too...many...licky...smilies...
     [Vasticity] 2:05 am: then I deleted it
[CardDragon] 2:05 am: typing it
       [jasminebells] 2:05 am: why did you delete it?
     [Vasticity] 2:05 am: cause
       [jasminebells] 2:05 am: cause what
jasminebells plays dumb
    [Durriedog] 2:05 am: You shouldn't send it, publish it!    
jasminebells is dumb    
    [Durriedog] 2:05 am: And let me know so I can buy it
[CardDragon] 2:06 am: hey I also have a blog at http://kromnetwork.blogspot.com/
forsakinshadow is dumb too
    [Durriedog] 2:07 am: I can't see the blog, Card
[CardDragon] 2:07 am: but its protected..
     [forsakinshadow] 2:07 am: same
       [jasminebells] 2:07 am: lol
[The Lounge]: Nate has entered at 2:07 am
[CardDragon] 2:07 am: hey okay
    [Durriedog] 2:07 am: Nate!
[CardDragon] 2:07 am: i have nother at
       [Nate] 2:07 am: Hey guys, the chat is going to go offline for about ten minutes pretty soon
       [Nate] 2:07 am: Upgrading    
    [Durriedog] 2:07 am: ah
     [Vasticity] 2:07 am: nooo
    [Durriedog] 2:07 am: Nice!
       [Nate] 2:08 am: Hopefully no more glitches
       [jasminebells] 2:08 am: Hey Nate
[CardDragon] 2:08 am: another at http://stalkerhub.blogspot.com/
     [Vasticity] 2:08 am: http://fourforfrance.blogspot.com/ my friend's epic story
forsakinshadow lurks in th SB forum

THE GREAT BEGINNING

The Teapot community is fully operational........................
Now the only thing it needs is writers...
So If you want to join, contact me at Trainstralk@gmail.com.

It is time.

It is time for a community where you can read people's works, but not copy, and get feedback.....
Krom Network introduces the Teapot Community........now accepting 9 members.

Abomination Station

I'm stuck  on  a ship with an abomination.
  It all started at lunch having a dip. Then I heard a "kaa-boom"!
And that was the start of many more scrooms in heaven, about eleven.
Now everyone else tried to escape, some didn't get past the white marking tape.

As far as I know this could be the start of a world without priceless art.
And its true I haven't got a clue where the rest of the crew is,
I will have to blow this space station.
To cure the world of an abomination.

I'm stuck here with an abomination,
on this station among the stars.
Must get get to the control room , before I done.
I arrive to find the others have collapsed into bones.

So I set a bomb to this place of bad hives,
where my friends and I used to do jives.

In luck, I found an abandoned space ship shaped like a duck.
And off this space station I can start a celebration...
when the space station goes dark and ends up in sparks.
.

I accept.

I accept William's  surrender. And I agree, the war did drag everyone else into it.
So I promise I will not participate in some worthless war, unless its really serious.
  So adios, Talen Han. 6/11/10

I surrender.

 This week I had a horrible dream ,
and it has made me realize the importance of friendship, togetherness,and compassion.
This war between me and Talen has dragged everyone else into it.
You the readers. and Evange.
So I am going to stop this war now. Before it leads to more chaos.
Nobody could win it as I come to find.
There will still be poems, but new stuff will be coming to the blog.
I hope you understand.

Status......

William( 4)
Talen(9)
Me(1)

I think William is calling it quits.
So far Talen is winning by 5 poems.

Kitten in the Hat.

"groan......."said The Kitten in the Hat.
"Do I have to sing, with Bats "
-------------------------------------------

  I was just like the Kitten in the Hat.
Just learning  to kill rats and to make friends with the bats.
And other cats.
  Not knowing  what I'd grow to.
I chased birds in the park by the rows.
I'm the only cat that doesn't eat rats.
And wears hats and washes  so I'm not a bus for busy nats.
 Outcasted, my innocence was not long lasted when i hit my head,
I remember I was nearly dead. And I remember I  had a human head.
In my finale moments, I saw a shaman over me, and Stover was gone.
     Now I need to turn back, and live with the human pack.
     And suddenly I realized I'm not a Kitten in the Hat.
     That doesn't know that he's not a cat.
Years have past  since I've know that and now I'm dying as a cat.

When I closed my eyes for the last time, a shaman bent over and there


 reappeared Stover.
------------------------------------------=-----------------=--=-----------
" thank heavens , I'm not a Cat" Stover remarking.

The poem curse.

Please stop my love.

You are not my dove.

From high above.

As a spirit from above made me to believe.

To dump you out of my sleeve.

Like that rock that me to believe.

That you should stay in my sleeve.

something weird has come all over, the virus first hit Talen then William.

Then me. I cannot not stop rhyming. In all this timing.

Alive and Dead.

Let the bleeding stop, your time on earth is not done.
let the bleeding stop, your time on earth is done.

You wish you could live longer(and she wished you would).
you wish you could walk again(and she wished you would).

Tell me the story of how your legs once stood.
In the otherwise dimension you cannot mention,and there is no suspension
 You and her where kissing in the dark. Late night in the park.
When a man with a gun,who would later run demanded your day's pay.

But you and her said no way. And in an instant, your fear was no assistant.
And  your body to tumble to the door and in the other dimension you hardly
made the hospital floor.
The  hospital floor. The hospital floor. The hospital floor.
     

Alive and dead.

Both with red.

Alive and dead.

Both with red.

Let the bleeding stop, your time on earth is not done.
let the bleeding stop, your time on earth is done.

You wish you could live longer(and she wished you would).
you wish you could walk again(and she wished you would).

Tell me the story of how your legs once stood.
In the otherwise dimension you cannot mention,and there is no suspension
 You and her where kissing in the dark. Late night in the park.
When a man with a gun,who would later run demanded your day's pay.

But you and her said no way. And in an instant, your fear was no assistant.
And  your body to tumble to the door and in the other dimension you hardly

made the hospital floor.
The  hospital floor. The hospital floor. The hospital floor.

Alive and dead.

Both with red.

Alive and dead.

Both with red.

The Haries

 Once there was a time when she dressed to impress.
But someone had to dislike her dress.
    And now she is a mess, too shocked to know what to dress.
    And my guess is that she was wearing the best,
      better than the rest.

 Oh, fair flow, that her fingers went through.
It couldn't explain the pain and the disdain.
And her sunny smile discovered a rainy frown.
    ( No more white crown).
She expected to find her soul mate there.

It was much for her heart  to anticipate.
When it happened she felt as  if her heart got kicked
out her rib cages. And her fate was to lay in pain, on her bedroom floor,
not leaving the door. Still dressed in the dress that represents her current life situation.

 Oh, fair flow, that her fingers went through.
It couldn't explain the pain and the disdain.
And her sunny smile discovered a rainy frown.
    ( No more white crown).

She expected to find her soul mate there.

The shock was a matter of a disease.
And she couldn't catch a breeze.
The Haries have only been rumored by the fairies, that these days eat too many berries.
The person she gave her heart to, had the size of a cherry.
And that's why she's on the floor and not merry.

MINT THUNDER

   I was traveling threw a happy land,
listening to my  favorite band.
      But I looked down and saw the sand,
looking all dark and tanned.
    There was  an arch and it made daylight seem dark.
     Out of  curiosity, I  ran and ended up getting a tan.
Out of the Mint sand and a stolen ice cream cone, I climbed up the arch,
on the sand that was dark and shook my creation of a Mint ice-cream.
   And like as in a dream , Mint ice cream fell all over me, and i dared not  to scream.

Happy was I , I dared not to be sappy.
but my feelings of happy became sappy.

When a storm of mint creation came all over .
and I hid under the arch for cover.

I feared I was annihilated, but I soon lost my addiction.
And now it is as if  my dream was nonfiction.

It couldn't have been fiction in all its benediction? 

When a storm of mint creation came all over .

and I hid under the arch for cover.

It couldn't have been fiction in all its benediction?

Glitters and Dust

 It occurred to me that Glitter and Dust are  two opposite twins.
And when they argue one side wins. And their cousin is Lust.
  Dust is the end result of all the faults , of  Lovers and Adults.
  And Glitters is the  hard work and creation of a malt.

   For every malt there is a fault. With Glitters and Dust. And for
every malt that is a must,
something turns to rust and has the residue of Dust.

That Malt shop once alive in the sixties ,
is now dead  in the two thousand twenties.
It simply couldn't last for infinities.

For every malt there is a fault. With Glitters and Dust. And for
every malt that is a must,
something turns to rust and has the residue of Dust.

I traveled there and witnessed the horror of the rein of the Glitters and Dust.
It turned out the owner  was a loner and lusted women
and gave them Cherries and lemons.
Until it was time for him to turn into Dust.
And now his shop is covered in rust and Dust( the very thing he became).

For every malt there is a fault. With Glitters and Dust. And for
every malt that is a must,
something turns to rust and has the residue of Dust.

As I leave that frightful place nothing  will erase my mind of the role...
Of Glitters and Dust. Of Glitters and Dust. What  a couple.

Thunder Storm

 As  I sit here and think about my day.
    And how we parted ways.
Maybe it was better that way.
    You said "hey", I said " good day''.
And went on my way.

It was a good day and the Thunderstorm makes me think other ways.
   I should have stayed and said more than "good day". ( I was just too nervous)
I guess this is how I pay.

You met another person at your own bay.
Cause you're a mermaid that way.

Now i regret my decision , to split with you like division.
your the 12  and I'm the 3 and my decision is the four.
Who likes to pour pain and rain into the situation.

Now i regret my decision , to split with you like division.
We could be sitting elsewhere. And that possibility is not too much too bear.
My feelings seem to lash in this UN-joyful little bash.

I was just to afraid to ask,as you basked in the gym lights.
that night in said goodnight to you,
and i promise i will say hello and bring you Jello.

and ask the question as Jello is in your digestion...

Letters to Heather.

As I travel across space
i wonder if i'm out of place.
Traveling in space and its a race that never seems to end.
Traveling forever is traveling that never ends.
We could never be newly weds.
But that depends, but because i lost your planet.
By the winter frost, i think it was better,
because i couldn't stand the weather.

We used to play all day, in May.
But of  all the people on planet Earth ,
we  where the ones who had to pay.
There were no beach-y summer days.
No eating ice cream in the hay.
All those days went away, when I couldn't stay.

So I say good day. So we went are way.
I could fell my 4 hearts fray.

We used to play all day, in May.

But of  all the people on planet Earth ,

we  where the ones who had to pay.

There were no beach-y summer days.

No eating ice cream in the hay.

All those days went away, when I couldn't stay.

Maybe its that day I will write you letter.

With a blue jay feather. 

And  find that colorful hue of a planet.

I'll storm threw the cosmic weather,

 and write letters to you Heather.

It will be much better when I land 

and well hold hands.  And I'll give you back your

Blue jay feather. And are kiss would not be ad-miss.

and write letters to you Heather
and write letters to you Heather.
and write letters to you Heather.
and write letters to you Heather.

Moonlight Running.

Now Its dark and now I know we should have gone to the park.
But we we should climb up the the ark
and kiss in the dark.
The shadows lark and when they fade they'll take us to moring,
when it is not to dark to go to the park.

But one problem you're not there ,sleeping in your room with your teddy bear.
who has lost almost all its hair, from the time you haven't been there.

Don't give up. not ever and not here.
(I love you dear.)
 Don't give up, not ever and not wherever you are.
Because I'll be there.
( I miss touching your hair.)

Now there ,we are far apart.
Its not a good work of art.
Don't be scared, I know your hands bare.
But mine are too, and I feel as if i have caught the flu.
(Without you).

Don't give up. not ever and not here.
(I love you dear.)
 Don't give up, not ever and not wherever you are.
Because I'll be there.
( I miss touching your hair.)

I wish had superglue to glue our bare and lonely hands together.
But its like our hearts are sewn together and we can't be apart.
But you had to go and study weather.

Don't give up. not ever and not here.
(I love you dear.)
 Don't give up, not ever and not wherever you are.
Because I'll be there.
( I miss touching your hair.)

Even better tomorrow I will run (and hum)
and when I'm done, I'll be at the door..
Waiting for you.
You know its true, I'll be waiting for you.
I'll be waiting for you.

One Wish

If I met a Ladie Genie.
I could travel off with her in a Lamborghini.
I could wish for a thousand wishes....
    I would wish for a date and we'll celebrate.
Filling the area that was once filled with hate and I couldn't debate.
   I wished for kisses. I got them.
         Money to overwhelm.
But I couldn't tell something wasn't going well.
As far as I could tell.
  And no all my wishes are gone,
With The Girl Genie, who decided she would hurl if she stayed.
       Now if I had one wish.,
I would wish her back and stop her from doing another person's dishes.
   If I had one wish I would get her a kiss...
in bliss. tiss.tiss.
  But may things are ad-miss.
Now I'm coming for her.
And I remove and UN-stir all the problems that lead up to this mess.
   I'll wrong the rights with all my might.
And I won't give up the fight!

The final battle.

This Battle has been going on for some days.

Talen and William are trying to better each on writing poems.

You can vote on them in Comments.

With

1- as poor.

2- a bit poor.

3- good

4-better

5- the Best.

So Vote. Talen has been calling himself Mint Thunder. William is calling himself River Breeze.

Please hurry voting closes May 18,2010. But i'm not sure the poems will stop. But please, i'm going nuts!!!!

In that world called my name.

 i wish i could run away and find my own place to stay.
To stay away, from the people who want me to pay.
and from the people that are losing the game of life.
that we play every day.

If i could my place, would never go to waste.
It would keep me in place.

Sorrowing spires and something to admire.
yes it has that.
A closet full of hats that hang on the ceiling walls like bats.
also that.
a room where visions run wild and don't lack for style.
i would put my papers in a fashionable pile.
a place where i could transport myself from here to some miles.
my house would never go out of style,
and it would clean itself and never be mean to me.

 i wish i could run away and find my own place to stay.

To stay away, from the people who want me to pay.

and from the people that are losing the game of life.

that we play every day.

Sorrowing spires and something to admire.

yes it has that.

A closet full of hats that hang on the ceiling walls like bats.

also that.

a room where visions run wild and don't lack for style.

i would put my papers in a fashionable pile.

a place where i could transport myself from here to some miles.

my house would never go out of style, 

and it would clean itself and never be mean to me.

AND I WOULD CALL IT my name, 

and that's not a shame.

 i could run threw miles of exotic plants.

everyone would cant and dance.

i could go to France. 

and go to other worlds in advance.

sometimes i get pulled away from my dream world 

and into reality.

Where there is a loss for formality.

I can only hope it will become reality.

In that world called my name where no one's  to blame.

In that world called my name.

In that world called my name.

In that world called my name

Name.Name.Name. Name. Name. Name.

ONLY GOOD RUTH.

Good Heavens!
Only good  Ruth can stand the truth.
other people will lose their tooth.

like in a hay stack, there's a needle and its Ruth.
That you can always count on to tell the truth.

Good Heavens!

Only good  Ruth can stand the truth.

other people will lose their tooth. 

Good Heavens , I say because almost where ever I go, 

No simple person can stand the truth.

Its only needles in haystacks, like Ruth,can stand the truth.

many people will kick down booths , if they hear the truth.

many people will blow their heads off, with a loud sound"PO-UF-TT".

many people will jump and fall with a thump, if they hear it. If they hear it.

and that's the truth.....

Good Heavens!

Only good  Ruth can stand the truth.

other people will lose their tooth. 

Good Heavens , I say because almost where ever I go, 

No simple person can stand the truth.

Its only needles in haystacks, like Ruth,can stand the truth.

many people will kick down booths , if they hear the truth.

many people will blow their heads off, with a loud sound"PO-UF-TT".

many people will jump and fall with a thump, if they hear it. If they hear it.

and that's the truth.....

Only good Ruth.

only and only  GOOD RUTH!

looking for Evange.

i  could not find a single person to be real life Evange Krom .
Its like finding a date to the prom.
one told me to leave her alone.
another ignored.
another said no.
another asked to borrow a bow.
though not  one person i could find.
they thought i lost my mind.
not in reality, but in Migoland.
I've seem to lost my mind eating sand.
may i comment is quiet bland.

sea of dreams

if could swim threw the dreams of mankind.

I would think some are blue and others are red.

the blue ones lead to a sorrow end.

that carries its victims away with the wind.

the red will spiral you to your destiny.

even if it is to go to new guinea.

And if  i was to choose between the dreams of Mr. Mankind.

i would choose the color of a rose.

the person who chooses blue, is at a lose of hue.

and is blind to the possibilities of Mr. Mankind,and would you find them on street?

all fast asleep. of course they are a loss for dreams and represent the fall of mankind. 

swimming out into the dreams is endless and sometimes i think about giving up to blue, which is at a loss of a hue.

if could swim threw the dreams of mankind.

I would think some are blue and others are red.

the blue ones lead to a sorrow end.

that carries its victims away with the wind.

the red will spiral you to your destiny. 

even if it is to go to new guinea.

And if  i was to choose between the dreams of Mr. Mankind.

i would choose the color of a rose.

so i suppose its your choice taste the colors of red or pretend  you lost your head. 

boy and i have dreams. and i'm traveling threw this sea of dreams.

i'll know i'll soon meet them, and when i do i keep on swimming for more.

so swimming out into the dreams is endless and sometimes i think about giving up to blue, which is at a loss of a huethe red will spiral you to your destiny. 

even if it is to go to new guinea.

And if  i was to choose between the dreams of Mr. Mankind.

i would choose the color of a rose. Oh joy, and i have dreams. and i'm traveling threw this sea of dreams.

i'll know i'll soon meet them, and when i do i keep on swimming for more.

keep on swimming for more. keep on swimming for more.

keep on swimming for more. keep on swimming for more.

keep on swimming for more. keep on swimming for more.

I'm not alone and the wind would moan.

standing from afar,
looking in a bar,
    at the girl talking about her dream  car.
           I wish i could take her to the stars.
instead I'm trapped behind imaginary cell bars.
The only way i would have the chance, it would be on mars.
Not on earth gazing at the stars all alone.
  I wonder why i feel so lone.

standing from afar,
looking in a bar,
    at the girl talking about her dream  car.
           I wish i could take her to the stars.
instead I'm trapped behind imaginary cell bars.
The only way i would have the chance, it would be on mars.
Not on earth gazing at the stars all alone.
  I wonder why i feel so lone.

In my imagination, we would spend so much time the wind would want to pretend.
that we didn't spend so much time together,
in all the weather.
Now in my mind I'm not alone and the wind would moan.
I'm not alone and the wind would moan.
I'm not alone and the wind would moan.
because I'm not on alone and stuck with the wind that dares to  moan.


standing from afar,
looking in a bar,
    at the girl talking about her dream  car.
           I wish i could take her to the stars.
instead I'm trapped behind imaginary cell bars.
The only way i would have the chance, it would be on mars.
Not on earth gazing at the stars all alone.
  I wonder why i feel so lone.


standing from afar,
looking in a bar,
    at the girl talking about her dream  car.
           I wish i could take her to the stars.
instead I'm trapped behind imaginary cell bars.
The only way i would have the chance, it would be on mars.
Not on earth gazing at the stars all alone.
  I wonder why i feel so lone.

In my imagination, we would spend so much time the wind would want to pretend.
that we didn't spend so much time together,
in all the weather.
Now in my mind I'm not alone and the wind would moan.

I'm not alone and the wind would moan.
I'm not alone and the wind would moan.
because I'm not on alone and stuck with the wind that dares to  moan.

I'm not alone and the wind would moan.
I'm not alone and the wind would moan.

I'm not alone and the wind would moan.
I'm not alone and the wind would moan.

I'm not alone and the wind would moan.
I'm not alone and the wind would moan.

HEY YOU !

As a part of Net Hunters Quest#23 translate what I wrote in French on the post below if you are participating.

OK, now back to fixing NET HUNTERS....... ( The secret beyond the truth)

JOSTARS

Intersting Pictures 1-5

1. UN TABLEAU PÉRIODIQUE DES CUPCAKES, yum. Je me demande si certaines sont nuisibles.

2.   Un grand nombre d'oranges et de patience pour charger un I-Phone. Amazing ...........

3. Quelqu'un est fou pour les pandas, je me demande comment ils se sentent quand ils seront mangés dans environ 50 ans.

4.  Juste .... werid mais brillante.

5.  Je fais habituellement pas les chats, mais c'est bon pour les poussières.

Delayed Flight

Sorry, The Net Hunters contest has been delayed to summer. We really don't like doing things halfway and we have no contestants- the 4 we need! So the flight is delayed for now..........

LET THE NET HUNTing POLOOZA START!!!!!!

 In just a few, NET hunters will be fully operational..... after we find 4 people to participate.
We will be looking on multilayer websites and inviting others  to view this blog. We will start cleaning up posts and scatter out clues across the web.