It's been a while since I've written poetry, but my @poet wrote me a poem, so I couldn't help myself. Hebrew translation added thanks to @yairdd . The scent of you awakens me Like the soft light of the

Suddenly - silence. The noisy room just went dead silent, and everyone turned to look. A titter, choked off in embarrassment, then more silence. You can feel your cheeks alight, blazing red. How DID you

Fair warning - some slight squick in this one.... She hacked a wretched cough as her family let the healer into the hut and closed the door against the bitter cold. "How long has she been like this?"

Spawned by @not-a-bird 's previous post... Gremlins get into everything. That's their greatest curse. Can't help it, the lil darlings. Someone able to aim one - well, they'll be rich, if they don't get

Here is where I saw it.... Another crash. Not unusual, but still unpleasant. It’ll rot your soul if you let it. Can't let it, though - it happens too often. It was just a matter of cleaning it up, now.

....sounds like a fun challenge. . . The lights flickered on, another annoying sign of decay in what was once a pristine palace of perfection. I just sighed as I walked into the room, knowing there were

From by @mariannewest .... Let's see what hash we can make out of THIS topic! It wasn't me, I tell you! Honest! No, I don't know who did it, nor how they did it, but it Was. Not. Me. I was just standing

I guess I was surprised. How often do YOU have a spitting image of yourself open your own door and come walking in as if he - you! - owned the place? Surprised is a pale hint of the emotion I felt at that

From - and somehow I can hear her laughing.... "ohgawd, ohgawd, ohgawd," he chanted as he jogged as quick as he could in his condition. It clearly was not a good day. Of course, the door was

One thing we tend to get in Sci-Fi and Fantasy are a lot of "bumpy-headed humans" as aliens. This is relatively easy to do, as we more or less have preconceived notions of what humans want, need,

From I swallowed. It hung just at the back of my throat, stuck by phlegm or friction or just plain cussedness. Gagging a little, I grabbed a drink and slurped some down - and it was done. Peacefully, I

from "FIRE!" - the cry that always gets my adrenaline running. This time it woke me out of a sound sleep, as it'd been a very long day. I heard lots of people hurriedly getting geared up as I

After joining steemit and browsing it for a day or so, I like it so far, but one of the biggest issue with it that I found is that the topics people speak about are very skewed towards few tags that are

A common trope across sci-fi and fantasy are immaterial shields which still manage to stop things from harming those within. Occasionally these will cause my suspenders of disbelief to slip a little, leaving

From - a fun, if icky, challenge.... Icuma sneezed. The breeze passed out its nose and dissipated. ** rewind - play ** "Icuma's in the next room, you know." "I know. That sneezing demon

This is the beginning of a story I'm in the process of writing. If people like it, I'll share more, and work more vigorously at finishing it. If not, that's OK too. :) In the beginning, there was only

A friend of mine was driving home late one afternoon in his little shovel-nosed coupe, taking back roads and moving a little quick. He had someone waiting for him at home, and was anticipating a bit more

Hey again Steemians! How is your weekend going? I don't know about you but I think chocolate is always the answer no matter what the question. I have to admit that there are a few kinks in the perfection

Mirror, mirror, on the wall Mirror, mirror, before a great fall Show me now what I may see Tell me now what I must be Mirror, mirror, hanging still Mirror, mirror, floating free Your view makes me thrill

The sounds of key presses make a frantic hurried tapping. The words eagerly form from the vapid void to cohesive prose. But vitriol drips lazily from the piercing dagger my reply has become. The waking