*{New Poem}* Tuor: Lit Bits; PG 13; Orig.

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Postby Kusang_Manalo » Fri Aug 29, 2008 1:57 am

Tuor wrote:Speaking of that old girlfriend, poem I wrote after we broke up.

Bleed

Bleed that crimson stuff
the thing of life
pour it out for me
show that you can feel
shed a single drop
to show that it's within
feel the pain that you caused
the tears so undeserved
run the blade
dance on the edge


I was rather distressed.


I'm glad that either of you are still alive...
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Re: Tuor's Literature [G-PG13] [Original] [Another poem up!]

Postby Bk-o » Fri Feb 13, 2009 5:58 pm

I demand an update! I also really like those last poems you posted.
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Re: Tuor's Literature [G-PG13] [Original] [Another poem up!]

Postby Tuor » Sat Feb 14, 2009 6:18 pm

Haha, I haven't had much time lately to write much. I'll try to get something up soon, just for you.
"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."
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Re: Tuor's Literature [G-PG13] [Original] [Another poem up!]

Postby Tuor » Mon Nov 30, 2009 6:07 am

Suddenly struck by the mood to write, dashed this off before bed.

The Valiant Dead

And what's to stop the valiant dead
from coming after us, instead
of going to their endless sleep,
to hear no sounds save for a weep.

Short hours before they knew feelings,
went with us in our dealings,
of debauchery and sin.
They seemed to know we could not win.

And now they lie in mangled heaps,
the rain across their armour sweeps
beneath the pale and sickly moon.
Their judgement comes, no nay their doom
"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."
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Re: Tuor's Literature [G-PG13] [Original] [Another poem up!]

Postby Bk-o » Tue Jan 05, 2010 3:34 pm

Awesome.
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Re: Tuor's Literature [G-PG13] [Original] [Another poem up!]

Postby Tuor » Thu Sep 30, 2010 2:20 pm

The moon shone down, pale and cold, silhouetting the naked trees. The boy hunched his shoulders and wrapped his arms about himself. I say boy, but in truth he is within that awkward phase of adolescence where he should probably start to shave but is too proud of his sparse facial hair. His breath streams behind him, a faint trail of mist left in his wake. He adopts a swaggering gait to bolster his resolve; the night scares him, though he didn't let on before. He didn't let on when rides were offered or groups were setting off for other destinations. Now he was alone; now he was terrified. The night was dark, but the moon shone eerily, showing the scape in sharp contrast.

As he walks he has cause to pause. The boy is passing by an area where the forest presses up against the town. Out of the trees he hears humming, sickeningly silky and sonorous. He begins to move faster and the humming follows, crashing after him. The boy turns to look and in that instant his foot catches and he tumbles into the brush. His hands gashed and his knee shredded, he lies still. He's perpetually short of breath, it's caught in his chest and he dares not inhale deeply. The humming is coming. Twigs snap and branches shuffle. Silent tears course down his face as he peers out. His heart throbs in his throat and suddenly his body feels on fire.

The humming is everywhere now. Words now. "The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep."

A big crash come from behind him and the boy whirls, ready to flee, or shit himself, or both. Nothing.

Then warm breath caresses his ear.

"And miles to go before I sleep."
"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."
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Re: Tuor's Literature [G-PG13] [Original] [Another poem up!]

Postby Mathias » Thu Sep 30, 2010 8:34 pm

Bk-o wrote:Awesome.
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Re: Tuor's Literature [G-PG13] [Original] ~Flash Fiction Piece!~

Postby PunkyChipsAhoy » Fri Oct 01, 2010 6:58 pm

Tuor is so hawt~~
A Pimp Named Jeezy Creezy: Lasting all the way up to Valentine's.

And the Pimpeth lord sat amidst his real ballin' players, the Apostles, and raisingeth his cup of Cristal as they devoured the grapes and cheese from the finest bitches in town he said

"Sleepery Dee, Sleepery Doo.
Whoever betrays me tonight, I'll mo'fuckin' cap you!"
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Re: Tuor's Literature [G-PG13] [Original] ~Flash Fiction Piece!~

Postby Tuor » Fri Jul 22, 2011 4:45 pm

The rain poured down, washing across the windows, streaking them, distorting the people beyond. He liked to people watch, but that was not why he had chosen the large chair near the windows. He was expecting a guest. A guest who was twenty minutes late, but he was a gentleman so he would wait.

"A gentleman or a shmuck?" he pondered, gazing into the dim street. It was just past midday but the gloom was so deep the streetlights were on, casting pools of orange light onto the pavement.

A sigh escaped his lips as he drummed his fingers. He was too nice, he was taken advantage of. Any other jerk would have left by now, but no, not him. He rose, leaving his jacket and moved outside, pulling out a cigarette and a lighter. Huddling under the awning of the café he lit it. The teen was a new smoker, he held the cigarette all wrong, unable to pull off the nonchalance so attached to the act; it steadied him nonetheless. As he exhaled he mused that at this temperature he could have pretended he was smoking and been almost as convincing. Chuckling he attempted to blow smoke rings for a few moments before giving up.

Suddenly he saw her coming. He flicked the butt into the gutter and retreated inside, he would pretend he hadn't seen. Half an hour late, half an hour late, she wouldn't stand up some other guy for half an hour. She'd catch hell this time, he swore.
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"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."
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Re: Tuor's Tid Bits: Finally an update. New flash fiction piece!

Postby Bk-o » Wed Dec 14, 2011 4:33 am

Dude, it needs more~
I've been loving short stories lately.
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Re: Tuor's Tid Bits: Finally an update. New flash fiction piece!

Postby Tuor » Wed Dec 14, 2011 4:37 am

more?
"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."
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Re: Tuor's Tid Bits: Finally an update. New flash fiction piece!

Postby Mathias » Thu Dec 15, 2011 2:47 pm

Bk-o wrote:Dude, it needs more~
I've been loving short stories lately.

I think you miss the point of flash fiction.

Nice to see you doing more, Tuor. I think I've inspired you. :3

Also, typo in the first sentence.
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Re: Tuor's Tid Bits: Finally an update. New flash fiction piece!

Postby Tuor » Fri Dec 16, 2011 9:07 pm

I've showed you that piece before, ya. This is the piece where I scribbled it down while drunk and then copied it onto the computer
"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."
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Re: Tuor's Tid Bits: Finally an update. New flash fiction piece!

Postby Elend-X » Mon Dec 19, 2011 6:27 pm

I really like those small pieces of prose, I see some things never change. Great job Tuor.
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Re: Tuor's Tid Bits: Finally an update. New flash fiction piece!

Postby Tuor » Mon Dec 19, 2011 7:20 pm

Thanks, Elend! Glad you like 'em
"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."
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Re: Tuor's Tid Bits: Finally an update. New flash fiction piece!

Postby Tuor » Sat Jan 21, 2012 11:57 pm

I just noticed how many views this has in comparison to how many replies, haha
"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."
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Re: Tuor's Tid Bits: Finally an update. New flash fiction piece!

Postby Tuor » Tue Apr 10, 2012 2:53 am

Something I just did really quickly today, input?

Why Now?

Why now, not later?
What makes this moment the one?
The world that moves around you?
The stars, the moon, the sun?
Or does it come from something else, something down inside?
When you allow yourself to open
and swallow up your pride?
Then you see the truth of your mentality
Let yourself feel that truth, and accept reality.
"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."
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Re: Tuor's Tid Bits: The once in a Blue Moon update! New poem

Postby Mathias » Thu Apr 12, 2012 3:17 pm

Interesting rhyme scheme. Is it ABCB ABA AA?
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Re: Tuor's Tid Bits: The once in a Blue Moon update! New poem

Postby Tuor » Thu Apr 12, 2012 5:56 pm

Yessiree
"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."
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Re: Tuor's Tid Bits: The once in a Blue Moon update! New poem

Postby Mathias » Thu Apr 12, 2012 8:50 pm

Was that a conscious decision? You should be going to school here. There's a poetry professor here who organizes national poets to come and read and reads himself with such passion. He should basically be the laureate.

Recordings of his readings: http://robertfanning.com/readings.html
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Re: Tuor's Tid Bits: The once in a Blue Moon update! New poem

Postby Tuor » Fri Apr 13, 2012 3:46 am

I didn't start the poem intending to do that rhyme scheme. I never really start poems with a certain pattern in mind, I feel like it constrains me. I just start and see what pattern will work with the flow.
"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."
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Re: Tuor's Tid Bits: The once in a Blue Moon update! New poem

Postby Mathias » Fri Apr 13, 2012 6:45 am

Did you check out that poet's stuff? Today he's hosting an event on campus where people come and just read poetry by a pond all day.
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Re: Tuor's Tid Bits: The once in a Blue Moon update! New poem

Postby Tuor » Thu Apr 19, 2012 7:13 pm

My face is cold, and wet, and warm, at the same time, and my split lip is stinging. I'm face down in a puddle, and it is turning cloudy from my blood. She's walking away, and he's walking with her, and I'm not moving as I watch them go. I thought I meant something, but clearly was a fool. As my front turns damp and the puddle starts to taste metallic, I think of my delusion, and wonder. I wonder if I ever mattered, if my gestures mattered, if my outpourings mattered, or if she had just gone along with it all the while, and then gotten tired of me and found an excuse. The puddle starts to turn salty.

When I rise it doesn't feel like pushing myself up, it feels like pushing the earth away, and I sigh as the idea of pure love leaves me, replaced by a harsher reality. All that's left to fuel me is a fire in my veins as I spit out blood, and venom, and idyllic romance into the gutter. A thick, misty rain begins that turns the streetlights' rays into orange orbs around them and penetrates layers of clothing. It envelopes my face and cools my cut as I turn to walk to the station, or perhaps a bar, and I weigh the options in my mind, as I walk with my face upturned for cleansing. I sigh, again, through half closed lips and run a hand through my hair, somehow feeling that appearance still matters.

Cars swish by and I wonder where they are going, and then ask myself the same question. I'm halfway to a friend's and I feel all right about that, I guess, because I keep walking. She was always there and I knew I had been out of touch, but I needed someone now. I rang her number. She buzzed me in and I climbed the floors to her apartment. She's already standing at her door. She's wearing a large white shirt off one shoulder, her tresses in disarray. She looks like salvation; my face bares all.

Tender hands guide me and I just make it inside before breaking down. My clothes are soaked through so she makes me change into a spare pair of men's pyjamas, which I take to the bathroom. Hanging my things I ignore my reflection and go back to the main room. The flat is small so it doubles as the bedroom. Her bed seems huge and, piled with cushions and thick duvets, like the softest I've ever felt. She wraps herself around me, smelling like mandarine, and bergamot, and fresh soap, and I fall asleep listening to her breathe.
"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."
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Re: Tuor: Lit Bits; PG 13; Orig.

Postby Bk-o » Wed Mar 20, 2013 8:35 pm

Hot damn, Tuor. You're good at conveying mental imagery.
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Re: Tuor: Lit Bits; PG 13; Orig.

Postby Tuor » Wed Mar 20, 2013 8:44 pm

Thanks, bud!
"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."
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