Lost

Lost

Waves beat on the shores of jagged beaches

Like the sound of drums

Like strings of the finest hair screech and scratch at the rocks

The gulls’ hoarse from calling to the sea

Rapid beating of hearts in tune with cries of a vessel

Collision

Celestial fires of the empyrean region

Peek from the grayness of an obsidian sky

Molten sounds wrap the borders of the forsaken boat

The waters calm, whispering their doom

The storm passes

Leaving a man stranded

On the soft shores, cloud-like sand

He bawls and bellows for ghosts long dead

Panic escapes his throat

Replies cease

Corrupted silences fall

Cries erupt like magma escaping

From a stone prison

Mourning comes

Day breaks

Nothing but the tempo of the

Waves fill his mind

Hush, Hush

Memories plague his world

Cold, Frozen like the wasteland of a Lost Kingdom

Then a glimmer of hope

Children

Wife

“I am coming home”

Imprints disappear from the pearlescent sands

As the green waters wash them away

Wisps sheppard him to their haven

Rays of colored dust billow around their figures

Whispers of Wisps

Prophecy of a Lost Soul

To be Found

A key

A key to home rests in a single challenge

A dual

A dual with champion of Nemesis

Metal clash and clang

Porous liquid seeps through torn fabric

And with the hand that strikes

On the Fates’ threads

The man stands, soles deep within

Dead flesh

The Earth cries

Victory

The Gatekeeper walks, treads on the ground

The man acquires the key

The key to open the Heavenly Gates

They appear, Wife and Children

Radiant innocence follows their path to

Father and Husband

Love of Muses

Love of Muses

Light tap of keys resonate and vibrate

The sounds of a stringed instrument, accented with ebony

High-pitched, delicate,

Barely audible but very much pleasing to the ear

His hands glide gracefully,

Occasionally there was a stumble a beautiful stumble,

Perfect in its imperfection

Flustered, he made it all the more precious

Much joy filled this heart of mine, laughter nearly escaped my lips

I could hear his heart-beat that beats for another

Though well I know even as my heart danced toward his,

He would never take my hand

His voice breaks the sound barrier of my heart,

Yet his heart is but a whisper

I sat there, afraid to disrupt such beauty but he seemed to be in a distant land,

Conquering each note with superior dominance

The whispering rasps of battle dance onto the walls and make their descent to my ear,

Then heart

I sat next to the player of vibrance and glory,

Afraid that my presence would compel him to abruptly stop such divine meditation

I disappeared from his sight

While my hand lay on the device vibrating life seeped into my fingertips

His music like drums beating on crags of rock,

penetrating the sediment’s hard surface, exposing the inner hearth of my heart

I wanted nothing more than to give him music of my voice,

I desired to manipulate words on my tongue along with the taps and rings of his Muses

I wish for this moment to end soon, for my heart shall break as each note is caressed

Am I in love?

Why him?

Why this stern look of poised anger give me comfort?

Why someone who would never love the Muse of my heart?

Love like the shadow of the Night

Subtle, paces quick

Like flames clinging to a dying wick of wax

Young love

Dies young

Rose Red

Rose Red

Awaiting for a love,

Eternal acceptance,

Waiting for creature pure.

Pure in heart and mind

Pearlescent.

Infinite in possibilities.

A time when mortality can be forgotten,

When mortality becomes immortal.

A Voice heard, muffled

One voice

Then louder

Approaching closer

Closer to the edge of this

frozen wasteland

I cry for help!

Reaching towards powerful hands

Trying to break the icy surface

To save me from drowning in a Sea of Tears,

He did come

To heal, he did come

To cut away the Briars of Red

Revealing my wounded heart

To cradle a crimson rose in her hands

Sweetly cooing,

Caring for it

Tending to the Endless Garden that guarded my heart

With a thumb of green, healing touch

A man that may,

Across the bay

A woman full of hope

In time shall we elope?

Who shall own my red rose?

The Curse of Long-Distance Dating (ow my heart) (i wrote this in teenage angst, please don't hold it against me)

Love like the Shadows of the Night

The ache of heart, sweet and poisonous

Infectious, death lips doth taste so sweet

Burning of my breast, melts the soil I walk upon

Molten Flames trail behind my steps

Like cyanide, you are my release and my end

Come find me, oh heart-piercing dagger!

Chase me, Mercury! And take this glass rose

With jolting hands, you pierce the veil

Empty longing for warm

Flesh to touch

Craving for brief caresses across hills of skin

Longing to be trapped in bars of flesh,

To be imprisoned in your arms

Night falls to spread across lands

Sweet words you whisper,

Travel across the lands to mine’s ear

And with these songs

I lay awake in blankets of warmth

Dreaming

Ethereal love travels like the gold blacksmiths beat

Of my mind you reside, images of

Fantastical adventures that would not be lived

Infect the crevices of my being

One moment when love becomes pain,

It pumps like morphine in the blood

Vibrating muscles retract in spasms of joy

Sweet numbness

Wet hands, washed with water of the soul

And with sweet bliss that escapes your lips as

I meet them with mine

Light

Feathered

Ghostly

I am not there

But I am here

You are not here

But you are there

Teenage Break-Up Gone Poetic AF

Remorseless

 

Remorseless, unfeeling, indifferent towards the emotions of others

Nevermore did I feel compassion.

As Lady Macbeth prayed for Evil to possess her,

Evil already possessed me.

Hurt… compelled me to do so… Anger … then Revenge.

Waiting patiently, and then opportunity struck

Coaxing me to do the evil deed,

To murder a boy’s spirit as he had mine.

With the ‘other’ present I did what I wanted to do,

To state the truth he had forgotten;

The Evil Truth seeping out his subconscious

Hoarse with desperation

I answered the call,

Lifting the cloud of uncertainty

Calm collected was I;

Haven and Hearth, blood boiling in the hell I created

Burning  flesh and bone to ash

Equipped with a Mask of Innocence.

I, the puppet master, containing the storm in their hearts

With my claws,

Toying with their heart strings.

Calculating,

Cutting each one at the right moment,

Unfeeling, uncaring of their tears

Bathing me in success,

Triumph, satisfaction

Allowing their sadness to wash over

The shores of teenage infatuation

I watched,

Watched them drown in

Their own tears

The deed is done, my heart a fiery hearth, melting;

Yet there is uncertainty…

Why did I do it?

What was there to gain from their hurt?

I feel nothing, yet

Knowing he who is housed in a Putrid Palace of Potions,

attended by men in white and blue

Even as he attempted to end it all,

In sweet bliss of eternal rest

I feel nothing,

I see nothing

I hear nothing

Nothing...

Nothing...

I am full of joy

Mario the Idiot

Backstory: While searching through old data discs from back in the day, I found this story. Completely awestruck by the quality of this work (for my age at the time), and having no actual memory of writing it, I decided to salvage the text file and post it for all to see. The following was written on April 22, 2001 by my kid self. Minor edits have been made for consistency. Enjoy.

Mario the Idiot

a short story by

Jeremy Minney

All I have to say is-a Friday the 13th was-a NOT, I repeat, was-a NOT Good Friday. It-a was-a bad Friday! Let me-a tell-a you why...

One day, I was at my pad eating a Nutty Bar and watching Shroom News, when I heard a loud crash. It-a was the door. Somebody had knocked over my door. I was ready to fight, then I realized it was Luigi.

"Mario!" Luigi screamed, "Somethin' weird is-a happening!"

"Luigi, you idiot, you broke down the door!"

"No, Mario, you don't understand!"

"What do I not understand?! You broke the door!"

Luigi then whispered something into my ear. It-a is-a so horrifying, I cannot tell you what it-a is-a. Luigi and me headed out into the back yard to see the strangest thing ever. It's-a crazy Koopa Troopa.

"See, Mario? He's gone berserk!" Luigi said to-a me: Mario.

"HELP ME!! IT'S MY SHELL!! MY SHELL!! AIIIIEEEE!!" screamed the Koopa in agony as he bounced around. But near the Koopa, I saw a Shy Guy watching him. I walked over to him so I could ask-a him-a what-a was-a wrong-a with-a the-a Koopa-a.


"Hey, what's-a going on here?" I asked the Shy Guy.

"A Goomba got in his shell and is trying to eat him alive," replied the Shy Guy.

"Come on, Mario. Get the Goomba out!" Luigi asked of me with-a the tears in his eyes-a.

"No way! Me ain't touchin' that!" I yelled back.


After some arguing, I had not a choice but to help the Koopa. First, I tried jumping on it's-a shell.

"OW!" yelled the Koopa, "Don't jump on me!"

"Sorry," I said back with disappointment.


I then tried sticking my hand into the Koopa Shell, but I got bitten by the Goomba!

"OUCH!!!" I screamed and jumped back, falling onto Toad, squishing him like a pancake.

"OWWW!!" Toad cried as he had-a just entered the story.

"Mario, what the shrooms is going on?" Toad asked me, "Why are you playing with a Koopa?"

"I don't-a play with the Koopas, Toad," I explained, "This-a Koopa is-a being attacked by a Goomba!" I stood up and-a dusted myself off.

Now here's where I made my biggest mistake...

"Hey, I gots an idea!" I said as I pulled out a Bob-omb, lit it-a, and shoved it-a into the Koopa shell-a.

"AHHH!!" everyone screamed. Toad planted himself in the ground, Luigi hid behind a tiny rock, the Shy Guy was long gone, and I was just standing there like an idiot. The Bob-omb exploded and the Goomba fell to the grass-a. He had little X's on his eyes. And that's when I thought I-a saved the day.

"Problem solved!" I said and smiled, "Goomba dead!" But the Koopa... was-a not-a smiling. He got angry because I blew up his-a shell and attacked me while he was in-a his underwear.

"AHHH!! You be nasty!! Get-sa off-a me-a!!" I yelled as a squirmed around. I ran around in-a circles with a Koopa biting into my skull. I think I-a fainted after that because I-a lost so much blood.

* * *

I woke up in-a the hospital. When I opened my eyes, Luigi was staring at-a me-a. He looked like a bug, so I smacked him by accident.

"Ouch..." Luigi groaned.

"You're not-a bug," I said to him. I got out of the hospital bed and got my Mario outfit back on.