Sunday, November 30, 2014

Spectrum


 
 
Spectrum
 
In poetry I am able
To cryptically reveal the splendor
That hides beneath my secular skin
 
At first gaze I seem a plain person
With no higher ambition
Than to harvest what meager fruits I can
 
When I'm old and my back is bent
From toiling at physically difficult jobs
And the death rattle takes my last breath
 
When what little family I have is gathering
And the breeze builds and blows away
The scattered ashes of my body
 
These words will remain
For those who like puzzles
To try and decipher
 
The truth about a plain person
Who was more than she appeared to be
 
~Cie~
 
 
http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2014/11/30/wordle-189/




Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

Friday, November 28, 2014

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

(Not So) Wordless Wednesday: Never Forget


Let us never forget the inspiration behind so much of our recent work. 

Click to enlarge the image

Photoshop manip by Cie
Original Eye in the Sky image:
Copyright: zadvinskiy / 123RF Stock Photo

This wasn't long ago, but it was prior to the massive cerebral degeneration that leaves him unable to remember anything about his life. Even at that juncture, the eyes that were once bright and alert were now bewildered and frightened. It breaks our hearts.
He and others like him are worth remembering, even though they can't remember.

If caring is uncool, then we're proud to be uncool.
We won't ever forget.

Forget any of the supernatural horrors that we create. Those are small potatoes. Even they run crying for their mommy in the face of real-life abominations such as this.
Lewy Body Dementia is an evil force which steals the light from beautiful, bright eyes. It is a sociopathic murderer which kills dreams and memories. It is a thief that strikes in the night, leaving a sharp mind broken in shards like a fragile artifact smashed on a stone floor. It is pure malevolence. It must be stopped so no more lives are destroyed this way.

Tempest
for
Team Netherworld

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Exposing the Lies


Exposing the Lies

He was always there to mock me, to remind me that no man could ever think a woman like me was pretty. He was always there to convince me to go on another diet that wouldn’t work, all in the name of catching a man like him; a perfect specimen, ice cold and sadistic, but beautiful. His face was tantalizing but his assertions were foul.
He delighted in gutting me whenever I started feeling better about myself. One day, to his surprise, self-respect surged through my battered soul.


I snatched the mask from his face.
“You! It was you all along!”
It was then that I saw his true ugliness, and learned another truth as well.
Having an external appearance that most people find pleasing does not make a person beautiful. Some very ugly people have pretty outsides, and some people who look quite plain are actually beautiful within.
Anyone who gleans pleasure from making another person feel badly about themselves is not a person to look up to. Anyone who ridicules another for their size, their age, or the color of their skin is the epitome of ugliness.
At no time again
Will I allow shallowness
To define my worth

~Tempest Nightingale LeTrope~



Prompts Used:


Tempest's Thoughts:

The writers for Team Netherworld tend to be drawn to people and characters who aren't conventionally attractive. They either do not align with societal standards of beauty, or they have other traits which make them "unattractive" under conventional scrutiny, i.e. being mentally ill or not heterosexual.

I want to share pictures of a few of the people we've featured on this blog and the reasons why they would not be considered attractive by conventional standards of beauty.

Amy Winehouse

Tattoos
Brash clothing choices
Not conventionally delicate/feminine

Ville Valo

Tattoos
Sometimes wears makeup 
Sinewy physique


Copyright: vschlichting / 123RF Stock Photo

Middle-aged
Heavy build
Modest attire

Malcolm Young

Middle-aged
Short (5' 4")
Extremely slender physique (~110 pounds)

Freddie Mercury

Non-Caucasian (Parsi)
Flamboyant
Bisexual



Here's a twofer!

Stan Laurel:
Middle-aged
Extremely slender
Prominent nose

Oliver Hardy:
Heavy build
Middle-aged
Plump face

If any of these people showed up for a photo shoot at a fashion magazine, they'd be sent away with derisive commentary. They would likely be mocked by gossip rags for lacking a certain type of highly improbable beauty.
In fact, I find all of them aesthetically pleasing. I like imperfect people. I would rather look at people like these all day long than any number of so-called perfect people.
The truth is, the perfect people really aren't that perfect either.


I've always appreciated Britney Spears' willingness to have people see the unretouched photos from her Candies shoes ad. She wanted girls to see what her body really looks like without her torso and legs being elongated and slenderized. She has sturdy, muscular dancers' legs. There is nothing whatsoever wrong with her real build.
Britney, the real you is beautiful!

And all of you are beautiful too.

Love, 
Tempest



Monday, November 24, 2014

The Flower of my Love


The Flower of my Love

Your halo sits crooked, my bijou
And although I have promised to keep my effable feelings to a minimum
If you listen you can hear the truth in the susurrus
Whispering from deep within the chasm of my heart

I fall in a helical pattern
I cared too much about the copper
In the two cents thrown at me by those
Who do not understand how deep the root of my devotion goes

For some the flower of their love is a rose
Pretty and smelling like summer
The flower of my love is a black orchid
I want you to etch your name upon my heart

I don't care how much it hurts

~Cie~


Prompt:
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

Sunday, November 23, 2014

The Gap

Filipino street children

 
The Gap
 
What for you amounts to a few miserable moments
Driving past forgotten and neglected children on the streets
Amounts to their everyday life
 
While you attend the recital and watch your healthy daughter turn pirouettes
Another parent struggles to remain resolute
To somehow put food on the table
 
Spills and stains are quickly washed from your clothing
Or you make the decision to replace the item
When the stain has set in too deeply
 
The poor person continues wearing the stained item
You laugh at them
Calling them a disgusting slob
 
On a cloudy day, you drive your beautiful, warm car through the rain
The tires splash the forgotten and neglected children
Who flutter past your window as you roll home
 
~Cie~
 
http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2014/11/23/wordle-188/

Spirit of Love


May the loveless ones
Be kissed by the breath of wind
And know acceptance

~Thalia~