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Daily Lit Deviations for April 10^th, 2013

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Poetry

_{Featured by: SilverInkblot}
Translation (Traduccion)Her hips swayed, bailando,
and I held her en mis brazos.
We danced by moonlight, admirando las estrellas,
and the rest of the world faded a la noche.
Translation (Traduccion) by SurrealCachinnation

<sub>Three poems, in two languages,
for the price of one!


Suggested by: littlemoonboots
Featured by: betwixtthepages</sub>
Ocean Captiveplease,
awaken from this
captivity.
you’ve become a servant to the ocean,
obeying its every command –
succumbing to its demanding beauty,
hypnotised by the tranquillity.
waves,
       (rising and falling.)
waves,
       (falling and rising.)
you fragile, broken thing,
a beautiful golden fool –
your frame filling with
salt-water;
bones stiffening, skin wrinkling
blood turning blue.
you’re visiting the ocean’s depths,
welcoming the cruel world below;
but those lungs of yours are burning,
and those soft eyes are questioning –
so open
       (sapphire.)
so hopeful,
       (yet wavering.)
please,
you ocean captive,
open your eyes
and
swim to the top –
and breathe the air,
once again.
Ocean Captive by imaginative-lioness

<sub>The ocean is a master, and you've
become a willing slave--this is the
theme carried throughout this poem
by imaginative-lioness. The
metaphors and word-choice used
here will leave readers gasping.

Featured by: SilverInkblot</sub>

viper by prairiedaisy

_{A wonderfully serpentine
metaphor, with an ending
that bites in and doesn't let go.}

Prose

_{Featured by doodlerTM}
:thumb352260814:
The Green Line by LadyOfSilver

<sub>A tense and nearly frightening
story that unravels itself through
the shifty characters and plot.


Featured by xlntwtch</sub>
The RiftI walk under a bruise-colored sky.  I wait for rain.  It isn’t hard to understand that things change, but it is hard to accept them.  I remember blue sky and white clouds.  I remember the smell of snow at midnight.  I remember my childhood and haircuts and insatiable moxie.  I’m also aware of the aches that have started in my limbs and the restless feeling that arrives late at night.  I don’t sleep as soundly as I once did.  I don’t have nightmares, but I do not dream either.  The transition from night to day is a blur that I am no longer aware of.
Outwardly, a person like myself is described as feeling ambivalence, an inability to choose between modes.  I could only describe myself as ambivalent if there was indecision; can there be indecision if there is no desire to choose?  There is only a blazing rage beneath my skin, burning from the inside out but unable to ever breach the surface.  There is a de
The Rift by lalaith913

_{A strong vignette that'll raise questions
even while it answers them. The writer
takes us deep within the psyche in
a most interesting way.}



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