On Your Shoulder

You know the angel on your shoulder
That says what you should do?
If your paperwork’s in order
(With a touch of light voodoo)
You can change your shoulder rider.
A bad one can take you down,
You must be mindful of your guider –
That’s why mine’s a clown.
Be careful who you choose,
They could bring you cures or wars.
Think of what you’d gain and lose
And know I’d happily be yours.

Drawn by Liam whose art can be found here.

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Ends

If all things end
Then the end is known
Yet all things keep on going.

Until they end
So all’s on loan
And we all live on owing.

Unless our end
Remains unowned
And all these ends are growing.

To what end
We are not shown
So may the ends keep flowing.

Flipping Rocks

Fripona flipped over a rock and found at her feet
A tip-top turned, trickilish treat.

The hole that she opened was really more whole,
A whole other realm already quite full.

Full of planets and people that looked up at Frip,
The new star in their sky, a brilliant blip.

It’s worth looking under every rock of ours,
But keep an eye on the sky for other new stars.

Illustration by FortuneGear09.

Drawn by Abby whose art can be found on tumblr.

Bugging

Her bugging began with her bigger brother,
She stalked him night and day.
She horribly annoyed that boy and knew no other way.
Once her brother bored her she moved on to different prey.

She told her father,
“I must bother!”
Said to her mother,
“I need another
Sis or brother
Who I can smother
With my classical confection
Of disagreeable affection!”

Her parents were annoyed enough
To give in to her guffy huff.

Well, I’m sibling one thousand and three,
One of the oldest in our family tree,
And every one of us agrees –
She’s our sister and we all love her,
Now let’s get her a new sis or brother.