CityscapeThe night is playing the tall buildingsCityscape by Pachunka
like piano keys
from a sad song.
Should've Gone to SpecsaversShould've Gone to Specsavers by Pachunka
I asked you
to make me yours.
I don't think you noticed.
-not titled- -at all--not titled- -at all- by Pachunka
The rattle of a bridge in Manhattan
just hit the streets of people going to work,
filled the air,
danced between the radio waves,
a n d
p a s t my w in d o w
I wonder what else is happening...
A Poem about Orange LeavesA Poem about Orange Leaves by Pachunka
I'm changing little bits of future as
my feet scrush through cities of orange leaves.
Sunset Woods are out of control!
And nobody seems to mind.
BigfootBigfoot by Pachunka
"Tall chap;" began Charles, "about six foot eight.. medium build.. wears a sombrero 'round this time of year.. sometimes reading glasses.. big, massive white fur coat.. only thing bigger than his teeth is his head."
If Charles and Dunk weren't at the time standing on a really snowy mountain, the long gap before Charles' next sentence would probably have been filled with wind noises and a tumbleweed or two.
"So, have you seen him?"
Dunk abruptly interrupted, looking a mite puzzled- "Dude- medium build? 'the Heck?"
"Medium build. You know. It's like a thing that people say."
From down there, Dunk's eyebrow looked rather unconvinced. Charles continued..
"I don't know what it means or anything."
Dunk rolled his eyes and took over Charles' pestering of the old guy.
"Don't pay too much attention to cereal-boy here, he's not exactly searchlight material. Now, we were just wonderOh my God you look like Yul Brenner."
Dunk turned to Charles- "Dude! How much does he look like Yul"
The yellow one The monks were overwhelmed. Not a week ago they discovered that the elusive Chamber of Life rested, buried deep, for millennia, directly underneath their home town. Now they had arrived at it, and indeed had found the very item of their lives' work: the second-most sought after of The Three Gems: The Life Stone of Fiir Shakman. The near-empty chamber shimmered and pulsed with the radiant yellow glow of it.The yellow one by Pachunka
"We four have done it, my fellows."
It is written that few would ever, ever see any of The Three Gems. They are so sparsely scattered throughout the timeiverse, and hidden with such craft.
"This is a sacred moment. Ours are the first eyes to be graced with the rich light of the Life Stone since it was sealed away by The Ancient Wise Ones."
"Then who's that?"
The grinning shadow of a thief lurked by The Stone at the centre.