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Daily Lit Deviations for January 13^th, 2013

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Poetry

_{Suggested by xlntwtch
Featured by: LadyofGaerdon}
ThursdayRumors of tumors, chatty neighbors, the grateful dead
A broken swing on a deserted playground
And bones; oh, the bones that pile up, more everyday
Thursday I had nothing to say
A weak and pale moon glares down at the snow, impotent
Stars in motion whisper my star-name, calling
Tiny spiders build homes in my beer-soaked brain
Thursday I had nothing to say
Pizza or Chinese for dinner? I can't hold a thought
Craftsmanship went out on a three-hour cruise
Through the swamplands of South Carolina in the rain
Thursday I had nothing to say
A brass-toothed journeyer shines a light in dark corners
Nudges and pokes at the beasts sleeping there
Scraps of re-arranged words piled with the bones rot away
Thursday I had nothing to say
Thursday by Bark

<sub>Powerful images pull the reader
along the path this poet now
walks. Take part in his
wonderful use of words.


Featured by: LionesseRampant</sub>
When Intending Permanence
When one intends "permanence",
one must write it with
a well-crafted ampersand.
"When Intending Permanence" by lizziebydesign

_{Though short, this piece of poetry makes
the reader think about their own life with
its wonderful imagery and diction.}

Prose

_{Featured by xlntwtch}

Mature Content

A man of his word by leyghan

<sub>This is romance writing at its finest.
The mature content is described aptly and
action take precedence here. It has a wonderful
touch that makes it very good literature.


Featured by doodlerTM</sub>
SorrowbirdI watched him flap helplessly between the teeth of a barbwire fence, screeching for help.
"Papa, look Papa! A boy!"
My papa stood dazed for a moment, dust billowing at his legs, his eyes teetering along the field. It wasn't until later that evening he told me he hadn't understood what I had seen. What he had seen.
With grass tickling the backsides of my legs, I bounded toward the boy, "What are you doing? Are you okay?"
As I approached him, I felt his skittish eyes rake across my every movement. With his ten-year-old arms slung inside the gaping maw of a fence and darkened feathers pasted along the creases of his face; he looked squarely at me. I could hear his bird-bones quaking at my voice, he pushed harder against the fence. I winced for him.
"Hold still, we'll get you out," I turned back to my papa who stood alongside the road, "Papa," I pleaded, "Please! Help him!"
Reaching out, I touched his shoulder, "Don't be afraid. We're going to help you."
He didn't pull away from me. I thou
Sorrowbird by HugQueen

 _{A vivid story that subtly employs
fantasy to convey emotions associated
with people coming and going in life.}

Foreign Language

_{Featured by shebledgreenink}
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Toi by BlueApplz

_{I love this poem for being as
succinct and immense as its message:
No words could describe you.}






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