Daily Lit Deviations for March 15^th, 2010

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Poetry

_{featured by: TheBrassGlass}

"smoke trapped in jars" by ellipus-ATTACK

<sub>For those moments when simile and metaphor
simply aren't enough to capture those daring dreams
of what these paths will lead to.



featured by: RunningBear5858</sub>
What Music Is
The lyrics roll off our tongues like poison,
As we scream together, jump together,
Live together.
And tonight, just for one night,
We share one heart.
And it beats with the drums,
And it wails with the guitars,
And it sings in tune.
It knows every word
To every song.
I'm surrounded by sweaty, cigarette-scented teenagers who I've never seen, and may Never see again,
But at this moment, she is my sister and he is my brother.
Goosebumps cover our flesh,
Tears sting our eyes,
Our voices crack but we keep singing along,
Those lyrics that saved our lives.
The lyrics that have pulled us up from dark depths of misery,
The lyrics that made us get out of bed in the morning,
The lyrics that made us want to stop what we're doing and just...
live
We're just kids,
Just kids really,
And all we know for sure is those voices, those guitarists, those drummers,
Create music that makes us feel different, impacts us more boldly,
Than any High-school sweetheart ever could.
It brings chills to our spi
"What Music Is" by SockPanda

_{The title tells all. This telling of how a certain
genre of music can bring people together through
concerts in an arena, or even a basement. The language
is so pure and true and the tone and mood is perfect.}

Prose

_{Featured by KneelingGlory}

"A Hero: Enduring" by LadyLincoln

<sub>Sometimes you meet someone who changes
your world irrevocably. This prose piece is a wonderful
tribute to just such a person that dA lost recently.
LadyLincoln's words are sincere and heartfelt
and remind us all that just because a body dies
doesn't mean we should let a person's spirit go too.



featured by: Kitri-du-Lac</sub>
A Mother's Dispatch
         How are things in heaven?  I ask because I have no clue.  Honestly, you were going to be my piece of heaven.  I couldn't wait to hold you and kiss your face.  I thought, How cool will it be to have someone who looks like me, someone who instinctively loves and trusts me? That's the worse part about this whole experience; I woke up this morning expecting to feel your flurried kicks inside me, and I still dream of your birth, even though it's not possible.  I still think about designing your room, shopping for diapers, and planning for our future.
         Your daddy wonders if I'm O.K., and I want to say, "Forget about me.  My baby is the one who's not O.K., the one who's not here."  I knew I was all right as soon as the labor ended. My belly is swollen and empty, but I'm O.K...  I'm O.K, but my baby's heart doesn
"A Mother's Dispatch" by MysticFay

_{This moving piece is an artfully constructed
letter, where the tone chosen makes it extremely
real. Starting in a coherent and calm manner, the
tone becomes increasinly eratic and informal as
the letter continues, heightening the intensity
of an naturally emotional subject. A beautiful
piece of realistic fiction.}

Foreign Language

_{Suggested by: Seigner
Featured by: Magic-fan}
La busqueda 07 Cacería
Buscar y matar a una bruja que habitaba en lo profundo del bosque y había traído infortunio sobre la aldea, ese era el trabajo para el que lo habían contratado. Una vez más se veía obligado a trabajar como mercenario para ganar algo de dinero, a Zerón no le gustaba la idea pero no tenía otra opción, mucha de la información que necesitaba no era barata de conseguir.
-Crees que no haya ninguna bruja- Dijo Lilianne desde el interior del abrigo.
-Siempre resultan ser jóvenes queriendo engañar a las personas, o algún fenómeno natural, dudo que encontremos algo o a alguien. Tal vez al final no haya violencia ni la necesidad de recurrir al asesinato y pueda solo engañar a los aldeanos.
Sin embargo algo en este trabajo no le gustaba, había algo que le provocaba desconfianza de las personas que lo habían contratado. Habían recorrido gran parte del bosque y aún no habían encontrad
"La busqueda - Caceria" by Seigner

_{This short story is filled with astounding emotion
and will capture the reader's interest. Seigner
has an amazing way of portraying his ideas.}



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