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Daily Lit Deviations for July 6th, 2011


We are proud to feature today's Daily Literature Deviations!
You can show your support by :+favlove:ing this News Article.
Please comment and :+fav: the features and congratulate the artists!


:pointr: For all of the featured artists: If you receive a DD for one
of your pieces featured by DLD please note ~damina.
We will include you and your piece in a special recognition news article. :pointl:


Poetry



Featured by !apple-dark
        BrushstrokesBeneath skilled, thick, brushstrokes,
Dark walls slowly and finally grew up.
Everything became paler and brighter
In this new maturity--
Not cold but simply older.
The past becoming something
Less painful
Able to be stored
Inside worn cardboard boxes
Or finally parted with.

        Brushstrokes by =rockgem

From dark to light, the most desirable
transition of all.  I love the imagery in this.  
It's like something framed inside of a shoebox
found in the attic.  I want to live in this poem.



Featured by =angelStained
Cyclone - Haikus1
dark green waters churn.
churning black thunder blares, bursts
the tempest roaring.

2
naked suspended
pale pearly pallid flesh fermenting—
drowning in a storm.

3
an ivory gull,
ocean whitecaps like wingtips,
struggles in the gale.

4
watery cliffs pound.
heavy currents spiraling,
sailboat asunder.

5
furious skies rain
ropes like acerbic knives strike
a stolid rotting pier.

6
the offing glows red.
calmed teal waters lap ashore:
ensuing stillness.

Cyclone - Haikus by ~intercostal

Every metaphor is absolutely mind-blowing to
explore- and together they form an undeniably
powerful force, rushing to pin the readers
to their seats. The atmosphere is quite
speechlessness-inducing in all its glory.



Featured by `thetaoofchaos
Aniseed.the shower; your hair looks
perfect afterwards,
boyish and light
and I, and we

share[d]

the same space, time,
body beneath water;
soft.

and I love you, I
love you, I love
you with

anything I can
and will grasp

but I forgot to say,
I was forbidden,
from you --

lover,

because mother found out,
and spat crimes and
insolence and
stupidity at
my mind and

I could leave, I should
run, run from home because
my ankle is better now
and I know about children,
I know about intelligence
but I want to run
away, away and love you

and I swore, to her I
did and mentioned
whatever I fucking
wanted, needed,
understood.

Guilty,

Aniseed. by ~Book-of-LostThings

These verses feel like amber-frozen moments,
but in a natural, physiological way, as
if the poet’s recollection of events were
spinning in the mind's strobe light and these
scenes were floating ashes of memory
caught in the synapse flash.



Prose



Suggested by: !Teddiii
Featured by: devdamina:

What is Love?  Hey Officer Krupke.... krup you!

  Alexis and I burst out laughing applauding with the audience as the lights blacked out after the scene was over.  She and I were at our school play, which was featuring West Side Story.  Despite the lack of funds, the tech theme managed to make it work; and make it work they did.  The set looked amazing, the lights and sounds were perfect and right on cue, and the acting had exceeded my expectations.

  As the lights faded out, I felt Alexis tense up next to me.  I glanced at her, and as I did I heard her give a dry laugh.  "T

"What is Love" by ~Methelas-the-Cold

The suggester writes, "This is a truly
gut-wrenching story that makes you really feel
for everyone who has had their heart broken.
The hardest thing to do is love someone who
doesn't love you in return. Especially if they
aren't worth the love in the first place. This
story captures that feeling perfectly."



Featured by: *Miss-S-Bird
Anna Could See Angels     I almost cried when Anna told me she loved me. I know it sounds as manly as a bottle of pink nail polish, but yes, when Anna first said "I love you, Elliot" I literally wrapped myself around her, trembling like an earthquake and making a steadfast effort to hold back tears.

     I didn't love Anna because she was the first girl that came around. I fell in love with her because she was the first girl to tell me that one day she was going to rule the world and I was going to become one of her impish minions. And if I was an obedient and helpful minion, she might just transform me into a hu

"Anna Could See Angels" by ~Gricken
This is an original short story, that tackles
common themes in an unusual way. It is moving,
entwining strange ideas with common issues to
create a relationship that is
realistic yet obscure. Interesting
romantic fiction.





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Prepared by: ~Ebahr
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~damina Jul 11, 2011  Professional Writer
oops, looks like I forgot the : before my dev :P
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Chirp, it's been twittered. :)
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:icongrimface242:
Congrats =Maharette! :dance:
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~Book-of-LostThings Jul 6, 2011  Student General Artist
Thank you. :hug:
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=rockgem Jul 6, 2011  Professional Digital Artist
:wow: thankyou so very much for the feature :love:
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