The Wolf Returns

Hi folks,

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long time no cha, howare you all? Having finalyrid myself of certain...thingys I decided that its about timethat I returned to the fold! I hope you all well and good! But most importantly wheres Cricket! *wanders off in search of Cricket*

Bark

"If the truth is a sword then valor is a sheild."

Desperatly Seeking Aid

Hi guys, I'm guessing you all heard about the hurracane that hit america last week and I was wondering if anybody has heard anything from P_Goddess since, I'm expecting her silence to be due to the evacuation but I'm really worrid so if anybody can give me any infomation please email me on:

emopossie9@hotmail.com

thankyou for your time

Bark

Bark's Tales

I've decided to start up a topic to post all the poetry i write so you can all read it and tell me what you think, and I want you all to be brutaly honest. And maybe you could post som of your stuff too.

Night Stalker

Made of darkness and not of light;
I am the shadow that hides away from the light;
The one who lurks away from sight;
I am the shadow that lives in the night.

by Danny Lammas 27/07/2005

His Own

I wrote this the other day, it means a lot to me and I was wondering what you guys think of it, please let me know i don't mind how bad you thin it is.



"Life goes on much as it has for the past few years, I sleep go to work and sleep some more, I have nothing and nobody to call my own." AS his pen left the page of his old tattered diary the sound of the door bell brought him back to the real world.

I remember that day more than any other, but it wont matter much now, the end is nearly here, oh well I have no regrets. I remember seeing his face silloeted against the light coming from the open doorway, he looked like an angel fallen from heaven, but I look at him now, and he, he looks so peaceful, now anyway. But I must stop I confusing the past with the present the 'then' with the now. He took me into his house and layed me down on his soft bed and went away, i cried out, cry for him, but it wasn't long before he returned, returned with a saucer of milk, milk for me.

It is winter no, autumn has passed, I have a bed of my own now, but i never use it i prefer his bed, sleeping next to him the warmth from both our bodies combined like a great furnace, i know this though, i love him and he is my man.

Now it is Spring, the new buds are out and I go out too, I have a new friend and so does he, my friend asked me to marry him, but I said "No I have my man already", we are still friends though. He has a friend to, my man that is, his friend makes him think she loves him but she doesn't really, she just wants his money, not that he has much.

Spring shines into Summer and his friend has left, he has a new job now, and new friends that come round, they get drunk and go, but he is not contempt, he loves one of the friends, but she doesn't love him. I hate her, I am the only one he needs, for he is my own.

Summer fades away and once again it's Autumn, he told his friend how he felt but she doesn't feel the same, he has left his job and his friends too, he stays in his room all day with me, the two of us the windows are blocked and no sun enters...

Autumn becomes winter, and stops there, he lays still now, the empty bottle beside his bed, the pills down his throat, but I will stay to him till the end, the end of both of us. For he is my man and I will not leave him, "I love you" I whisper into his ear, but he does not hear me.

Winter stays winter and I lie on his chest waiting, waiting for my life to end. I wait and know, I know that he loved me back, even though he never said it, he loved me. As the life fades from my body I know that upon our stone it will read;

"Here he lies, and I his cat forever no more."

Danny Lammas 21/07/2005

ignore this

never mind I changed my mind but dont know how to delete posts