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A Goodnight Indeed by JJQinc, literature

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A Goodnight Indeed

A cool breeze carry's small droplets of dew through the night air, slowly building up on the grass below My back flat against the picnic table, I fold my legs and rest my head upon my sore hands, I stare curiously into the ocean of stars The Earth shields me from the light of the moon and the clouds are all caught up with the wind far off on the horizon The crickets are my only company for tonight's stargazing, and are providing and original piece for my viewing pleasure The little pinpricks of light speckled across the twilight blue sky remind me of the over used phrase "paint splattered on a black canvas" and slowly begin to form pictures o

The Weekly Rhymes ''Depression'' by JJQinc, literature

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The Weekly Rhymes ''Depression''

In a soft lit room, shadows dance across the wall as the candle flickers The faint sound of a child's cries rendered inaudible by parents bickers A slow day working for a man with no heart, but a badge to make up for it Father laboring for his family, his indentured servitude is permanent Stale bread and stagnant water, all they can afford in this depression Picket signs and cold hard stones, all they have to show expression The poor and needed flood the streets as a panic commences Copper coins and paper cash rain down to the gravel, to pay for our expenses Our theft is blatant, and our presence known Its the last hope we have to pay o

dead fish by JJQinc, literature

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dead fish

I tripped and fell through the door, crashing to the cold floor below. I was slowly shuffling backwards when the giant fish man burst through the door I had just tumbled through. His dark black eyes moved until they came to rest on me through the smoke of his cigar and he took a step closer. I scramble for something to grab, but my hands just slide across the smooth cement floor. Finally I come up to the far wall, the fish standing still in the doorway.His scaly pink skinned hand slaps against the wall with a splish! and hits a switch. The room lit up with two huge spot lights on the ceiling. I couldn't help drifting my head up to gaze at the

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A Goodnight Indeed by JJQinc, literature

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A Goodnight Indeed

The Weekly Rhymes ''Depression'' by JJQinc, literature

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The Weekly Rhymes ''Depression''

dead fish by JJQinc, literature

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dead fish

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Ghostly Steps by JJQinc, literature

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Ghostly Steps

A lone piano stands in the middle of an empty stage The lights are dimmed except for one It penetrates the darkness and shines off the wood, golden strings and white ivory Like a lighthouse's bright spotlight over calm waters A young artist steps onto the wooden floor Finally filling the stage's longing for a performer The man's fingers have already attacked the keys before he has even taken a seat They dance across the white pedestals like an elegant figure skater soaring over smooth ice Fast, precise and truly gorgeous But these beautiful brushes paint a much more sinister picture of a ghostly adventure Its deep notes are like booming

Nia's Story by JJQinc, literature

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Nia's Story

It had been a scorching summer day, you could see the heat rise through the air, distorting sight like heat of a campfire, fitting for the occasion. There was a knock on Nia’s door, disrupting her melodic flute playing. She got up and opened her old wooden door, revealing her brother, Kai, holding a long, thin box, wrapped in red and gold tissue paper, giving it a glossy metallic look. “Happy birthday.” Kai said, rather unenthusiastically. Nia took the slender wrapped gift into in her hands. It was heavier than she expected, and wasn’t especially easy to carry for an eleven year old girl, like herself. She plopped

ONE LIFE by JJQinc, literature

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ONE LIFE

ONE LIFE is equal to about 79 years, give or take a few or 696882 hours or 29037 days or 954 months . . . Yes, the average human will live a total of 954 months Now, of this time you will spend one third of your life in bed, 318 months of just being asleep, hopefully next to someone that you love . . . and that loves you back . You spend a good 72 months EATING, or preparing food, with and for families, friends or just yourself. And and after all that eating you spend 13 months in the bathroom, showering and . . . well i think you know what. As of the moment you have about 551 months left, its getting smaller, but its just began. And

Hate by JJQinc, literature

Three Line Poems #1 by JJQinc, literature

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Three Line Poems #1

Hatred glared at the man He puffed out his chest, stretching out his grey muscle shirt And stormed in the mans direction Gullibility stared at the ceiling As someone taped a piece of paper on his over sized shirt And then walked away with out a clue Fame jumped up and down on the stage Her golden jewelry bouncing off her chest And than bowed down in front of the audience

The 4th by JJQinc, literature

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The 4th

You stand there Watching Once the fuse is lite There is nothing you can do to stop it Just watch as the flame shoots into the dark sky At a safe distance you watch as the small rocket explodes Into thousands of bright shards of light You eyes light up, your mouth agape You can't help but give a little jump of joy You you softly bite your lip And shake your fists lightly, exited for the next one Memories flash inside your mind of the past years You are pulled back out of your past dreams by a loud whistle Another line of sparks shoot acrossed the night sky Like a yellow streak of paint crossed a black canvas As the finale concludes, a loud che

Remember by JJQinc, literature

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Remember

Do you remember a time before war Before violence,murder and revenge A time when it did not matter the size of your gun But the size of your heart I want to say we all do But unfortunately, many of use don't Many people are born into this world Not knowing what peace is like What it is to be safe not in fear of the enemy attacking Yet, in all this chaos, people want things to change They are trying to make this world a better place for everyone who lives here This on going struggle is hard But they don't give up For them, no price is to large for world peace. These people have and will continue To dedicate there lives to this cause And of

Thinking by JJQinc, literature

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Thinking

I sit here Thinking What should I do As I think, my pencil swirls between my fingers Like a baton in talented hands Leaving black dots across the white canvas Like rain falling on a dry sidewalk I look around for ideas, for inspiration Like men lost at sea, looking for the shore But none is found I stand from my chair I walk down the hall, though it gets me nowhere Because I am still stuck thinking I am stuck to this burning question Like the Moon to the Earth and the Earth to the Sun So I walk back to my seat In the cool, dark room down the hall and I sit And the baton spins, and the rain falls as the men search But with no prevail So I

Cycle by JJQinc, literature

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Cycle

LIFE Life is a cycle Forever turning, like the planets around the Sun Everything that starts must end thought Everything is young but as they cycle through life They grow older, they change, Eventually... they die Yes everything that is born into this world, Into the endless depths of space, will someday die But that does not matter You and I both know one day we will leave this world But that is not the point of all this We all have our own cycle So why not take it for all its got Live your life the way you want No matter what trouble it brings No matter how your cycle turns and bends It is still your life And yes one day the cycle wi

Atlas by JJQinc, literature

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Atlas

She is my Atlas The Earth rests upon her shoulders She holds me in her hands And in my eyes, she could not be bolder Sometimes things are troubling And I can feel the ground shake beneath my feet As I watch my Atlas struggle And my heart begins to ache, as I long to help her For she is the one who holds me up Without her the world I know would fall Without my Atlas, my world, along with my heart, Would crumble And I would be left in the rubble that remained Wondering what I did wrong And hoping I could fix it.

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Artist // Hobbyist // Varied

United States
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I spend most of my time not working on the work im suppose to be working on. When im not doing that I'm causing mischief with friends, or by myself. I resently got into cliff jumping and have been dabbling in the genre of awful horror flicks. Fire is one of the best past times ever, and it works so well for destroying discriminating evidence. Walking through the woods is peaceful and at night its scary, or if you find human foot prints. Thats all I have to say for now. Even though you probablydont really care, if you have questions for me just ask in the comments or sende me a note, im always to open for new things so go ahead, im a decently approachable guy.

Favourite Visual Artist

Mark Crilley

Favourite Movies

my god why cant i think of it

Favourite TV Shows

Doctor Who, Sword Art Online

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

The Frey, Death Cab for Cuties, The Postal Service and The Killers

Favourite Books

The Last Dragon, A Series of Unfortunate Events, Maximum Ride (Manga and Original),

Favourite Writers

Lemony Sniket

Favourite Games

basketball and lacrosse

Favourite Gaming Platform

don't play video games (not any good at it)

Tools of the Trade

#2 pencil, black fineliner and some other stuff

Other Interests

fire and fishing

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JJQinc

Apr 18, 2015

#HaikuPoetryDay Haikus' not that hard I can totally do this ... welp, I'm a failure If one can't Haiku Does that make him a failure Yes, yes it seems so i guarantee i did that wrong