Daily Literature Deviations for April 23rd, 2012

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Daily Lit Deviations for April 23rd, 2012

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Poetry

Featured by: betwixtthepages

The beautiful word choice used in this haiku

helps to bring nature alive for readers. 

Short and sweet, this piece plays upon the

traditional haiku standards, leaving readers

pondering those cruel winter months.

Suggested by alapip

Featured by spoems

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a chinese painting by ersatz-moon

According to the suggester, ersatz-moon

“has a talent for gentle serenity.”

Featured by: betwixtthepages

When we were little, we liked to dress

ourselves up as someone else:  Princesses,

villains, our favorite Power Rangers.  But instead

of becoming someone else, Celiyasha dresses

herself up in the technical aspects of a well-written

fairytale in this beautiful poem.

Prose

Featured by: LadyofGaerdon

Sleeping With An InsomniacIt's not simple anymore.  This can't be fixed with disjionted apologies or
feeble explanations.  There is no marrow in the bones of our love.
He dreams only of skeletons; emaciated fantasies
seeking to swallow him whole.
He sleep-screams about vanity, mirrors refracting
caricatures of flesh.  
I reassured him it was only a reflection, but he said
'No. It was a nightmare.'
Sleep-scavengers; insomnia ravaged mongrels. They dehydrate; rabid and molting.  
Survival instincts churning paranoia through a weary mind.
Exhaustion has blushed bruises beneath these eyes.  Sometimes I find
myself nourishing seeds of hate, but hypocrisy so easily points a finger.
He accused me of ghost bones, love without any marrow.  I echoed
'Yes I'm dead.'
     He said
     'No, you're asleep.'

Obscure yet resonant - lovely and

deep and stark and scary, this poem

is a frenetic and mesmerizing experience.

Suggested by 91816119

Featured by doodlerTM

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From the suggester: 'A fantastic

concept, very well executed.'

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