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Pirate MoonA bloody moon rose, hungry, through the mist
to wash his crimson glow across the waves
and froth the surging whitecaps with the kiss
that sent ten thousand sailors to their graves.

Beneath that vicious moon, a sail was set –
as was the fate of some poor, hapless crew
oblivious to the impending threat
that drifted ever closer through the blue.

The moon smiled sweetly, bathing naked steel,
as cannon shuddered through the velvet night
to rend the sodden trader, hull and keel
and put an end to her frenetic flight.

The captain's grin shone redder than his sword
As he o'ersaw the booty brought aboard.

Six-word ShenanigansThorny throws great parties; arrests followed.

Lest we forget

In Flanders' fields, the poppies blow,
and we who walk among them know
that here men fought, and bravely died
with equal courage, side by side;
the lark has overcome the crow.

We touch the Dead in memory –
embrace them through the century.
The earth enshrines their valiant hearts
in Flanders' fields.

The torch has guttered years ago;
the enemy has been laid low.
And though your names should slowly fade,
your blood a better world has made.
Rest you now where the poppies grow
in Flanders' fields.

The Medium - Bit 1I never did decide whether Mara and I were a thing. Sometimes, I thought we were, and sometimes we definitely weren't, and sometimes it was just completely impossible to say what we were. I know I loved her. I think she loved me, but I'm not sure whether either of us was ever in love. Maybe. Often, though, I felt more like we were siblings. I don't know.
I do know that she was exactly the right shape. She fit perfectly under my arm, up against my side, like we were puzzle pieces and that was where she was supposed to go. We matched.
It was two in the morning, or maybe a little later. I was on the end of the couch, and Mara was where she belonged, there beside me. My mouth still tasted like cheap wine, the kind that leaves a sweater on your tongue. It had been hours since the real television had stopped and the endless commercials had started. The light from the screen caught on the two glasses, two bottles on the table. It lit up Mara's face. She had fallen asleep.
I let her stay there

Disturbing the PeaceWomen in corsets
disturb the peace.

Fortunato's Prayer

Lure me in with silk and gold,
beaded velvet, satin threads
drawn across lips still red with wine.

Draw me down beneath the world
into some secret, wanton lair
while Carnival still beats within our veins.

Wall me up behind the dark
and leave me with my silver chains
to think on wiles byzantine,

Montresor's bleak design.

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~Cocofish Apr 23, 2013 New member Student Digital Artist

WOW! Did you manage to have a book published? I haven't had a chance to skip through your gallery yet, so I have yet to discover your talents and abilities! I assume writer, and that is exciting! I can't wait to see what you have in store. >

(I'm such a literary nut).

CONGRATS IF THAT IS THE CASE!

=QuiEstInLiteris Apr 23, 2013 Professional Writer

I did indeed! I've got a teaser excerpt posted, and a longer one on Goodreads: [link] (Beware, I think the page automatically downloads the file, and I can't figure out how to make it stop doing that.)
As a matter of fact, I've got a few books out.

Thank you!
(Literary nuts are most welcome here. Nerds of a feather flock together, after all.)

~Cocofish Apr 23, 2013 New member Student Digital Artist

That's so exciting!!! I am about to head to the gym, now I have something to read while I treadmill! That is so... AH! 8D

That must be so exciting!

By the way, you are so pretty and I love your writing style!
(Yeah, I write stories that I never plan on publishing or putting into the public eye, but that's only when I don't have anything good to read. ;D)

Is this a mystery, by the way?

=QuiEstInLiteris Apr 23, 2013 Professional Writer

Oh, good! I do hope you enjoy it.
I'm working on a mystery, but everything I have out currently falls under the paranormal/fantasy genre (This one's got a bit of mystery thrown in).
(You should put them into the public eye; that's what DeviantART is for!)