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Poetry
Featured by: RunningBear5858
The Domino EffectPick up the pieces
And put them up again
Start the agony again.
Line up the soldiers
One behind another…
Tick tock
Tick tock
Time is going!
It matters not what order!
Tick tock…
Because words will mean nothing until they reach the receiver
Actually they shouldn’t ever mean anything at all
And yet, actions still have reactions
These devices…these words
Still have reactions
Feelings don’t get influenced for nothing, you know…
Things happen a certain way
A certain order
Why, it's the law of the universe...
Give them equal space!
Or you’ll ruin it!
You know that no part in a play is less important than another
Don’t you?
Tick tock
Tick tock
Time is going!
The soldiers will soon realize what is happening
You know they don’t want this
Choices are pointless
Decisions are ridiculous
Accusations are invalid
Without feelings
Proof to back them up
Nothing happens if one does nothing
You don’t slay a frog for its hide, do you?
Plan
"The Domino Effect" by Kanon-MarkII
And agonizing poem in which the author compares
a simple domino game to the struggles of fighting
in real life. The wonderful images will paint a
perfect picture in your head and almost let you
feel the pain.
Suggested by AlecBell
Featured by praytell
Geometric NoirIn the lingering
silks and velvets
of the evening
(the panels of gowns, the tawdry-short
skirts of street walking women, the aromas
of gourmet dining and cheap cigarettes)
we are drawn down,
spiraling down
into the inky darkness of night
by our fallible natures, our vices
(revealed better by the caked eyeshadows,
tinseled-tassels decorating brazen breasts,
and the bedazzled shaping jeans of lonely women
than by the clean light of day)
armed with the honesty
of our costumes
we indulge in a vast drama
of failure, regrets, forgetting,
secret pleasures, and not-so-secret pleasures
it is the shadowed resolution
of the day
it is the equal and o
"Geometric Noir" by indiana-w
on the suggestion of AlecBell i visited this writer's
profile and found much to grab my attention.
this was one of the two pieces he suggested, but i
know i will be returning to her gallery. she is
well-spoken, flowing and handles her imagery adroitly.
Prose
Featured by julietcaesar
DandelionDandelion
Everything was ready. Most importantly, all of us had prepared our parachutes to catch the wind. We had been that way for quite a while.
Now all was left was to wait for the wind itself, and that gust of air was certainly taking its time. There were a number of us who had become very frustrated at how long it was taking, but it was not as if the forces of nature ever had to listen to what we thought. Like its peers, the air currents came and went as it pleased.
Not that I particularly minded that. Some of my siblings were a little more impatient, but they were the optimistic lot who did not think that anything could ever go wrong. They were the ones who longed for adventure. For their whole lives, they had been waiting for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and now that they were so close to it, they could not wait.
I was rather proud of being in part of the sane crowd - that is, the majority of us who would gladly wait another lifetime for our adventur
"Dandelion" by Citanula
This carefree piece, influenced by E.B White's
"Charlotte's Web", gracefully describes the progress
of dandelions in colourful language as they are
dispersed amongst Nature.
Featured by i-W-i-s-h
i dont understandhave you ever woken up and not thought anything at all?
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somtimes i find myself thinking that 'it'd be fun to go and stand out in the rain' so i do. but once i'm out there i find myself thinking, 'wouldn't it be invigorating to take off my clothes' so i do. but once i've done that, i find myself thinking 'wouldn't it be beautiful to climb on the rooftop', so i do. and then once i'm standing there, i find myself thinking, 'wouldn't it be magical to fall in love' and so i try. i try and try and try but i can't. and so there i am, standing naked on my rooftop in the rain trying to fall in love.
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sometimes i find myself imagining that all we are made of is the same thing that makes us always face the same way in the shower. i think sometimes we're made of the things that tell our brain to go outside, to run. i think we're made of the same thing that makes us left or right handed, and the same thing that allows some people to kick a ball and others to not be able to. but then i realise, w
"i don't understand" by BlackMagicBoy
"do you ever wake up and find yourself needing
to be alone without yourself? BlackMagicBoy
tells a tale about trying, trying, and trying until
he doesn't understand why he can't succeed.
Featured by teenyxtinyxtina
"violin hands." by diddlyhohum
A sensual portrait of words that combines metaphors
and descriptions of anatomy to form an intimate scene.
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Okay, here goes...
Many comments have been made, many people have hauled off and jumped and are now wondering what is really going on, many tears have been cried (at least by me cuz y'all--y'all are mean. Enough said about that, it doesn't matter. I wish everyone all of the best and more.
I would like to take a few minutes to say two things:
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Will's Final Words
Final Words
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It seems that all of you in need of seeing this tradition go on can be satisfied. I would direct you to the account of TheseKrimzonFlames (https://www.deviantart.com/thesekrimzonflames) where you will find links to a new account where his version of DLD will go on in a new and different form.
I am awaiting a journal entry from VertigoArt (https://www.deviantart.com/vertigoart) to post here with his thoughts on our closing of this particular project. It will be posted soonest.
Few know of my own love and time put into this project because few worked night and day alongside me to take care of everything possible from general administration duties to contests, to answering 100s of messages a day and soliciting everywhere p
Everyone, please hold on...
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I am proud to have my work featured by this club. Geometric Noir is one of my more intellectual experiments, so in many ways it is more architectural than sculptural for me. Because I have been described as an emotional poet/writer, it is good to see less emotionally fueled work getting recognition.
My thanks go out for this consideration, my greetings to fellow members, and my congratulations to others who received a feature.
My thanks go out for this consideration, my greetings to fellow members, and my congratulations to others who received a feature.