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Daily Lit Deviations for March 20th, 2013


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Poetry


Featured by: SilverInkblot
My Mouth, a GraveyardI buried my words
under my tongue
& turned my teeth
into tombstones.
Here lies hello,
too shy to be uttered,
just left to wither
while my fingers tapped out
its letters,
& here lies goodbye,
so scared of being alone,
it left the roads between
me and we empty.
Love died the day my
heart started beating,
when it pumped out
too much sense &
not enough courage.
Sorry was found murdered,
its meaning stolen,
the day it would have been
relevant.
I smothered help with my claims
that I didn’t need it,
then I forgot how to breathe
& no one could see it.
My mouth became a cemetery,
& I chewed on petals
to keep the smell away,
but no matter how many
happy poems I recite,
my words I can’t revive.

My Mouth, a Graveyard by TheBloodyEpicPumpkin

Where are your words buried
when they die on your lips?
This clever poem has an idea.



Featured by LiliWrites
Weight1.
Even now it's a long sickness,
deep swamps, the filling
of empty space with mud.
Day after day, this. The body's
welling gravity.
2.
How strange to dig
fingers into the sand and feel
the ocean's rough pulse.
Into the flesh as well,
the ocean there.
Little more than the buzz of nerves.
I know this. I know this. It seems
too much to know.
1b.
Nothing eases it. You can't say
here is the end, here
the beginning, touch it. Pull it to you.
Listen, it sounds
like a hurt animal.
You can only bend at the waist,
choke.
Feel the heavy cringe
in each cell.
2b.
My heart wants to
be shot of itself but
simple things upset me
so instead I go where the earth
runs thin and gasping and
cleave to it.
Cleave,
then forsake.
3.
So it is that I compress, fold inward,
densify. The millstone
around my neck is
the way the body is not
a burden or a freedom but
the only thing we know.

Weight by saartha

The author uses masterful
line-breaks to create several
different moods in this poem
that explores the weight of our bodies.



Featured by: DrippingWords
BalanceSunlight evanesces,
Leaving heaviness,
A sort of thrumming between
The heavens and my mind.
A post-war chill freezes time.
Everything looks grey,
A sepia moment captured.
Laughter in the distance
From a family barbecue
Transforms itself into
The maniac cackle of a kookaburra,
High up in the sky somewhere.
The horizon glows pink,
Turns brown and then blue
As it stretches overhead.
Dreams of love and peace
Are forgotten, lost; they flutter away.
While a muffled radio plays on,
Cobwebs and dust cling to each other,
Million-year-old lovers
Dance to the music,
The wind swaying them.
The light gradually creeps away,
In its eternal game of hide-and-seek.
Cicadas screech in the dry heat,
Counting down until dark can follow
The light to the other side of the universe.
The warm night encroaches,
Approaching with age-old stories.
Motes dwindle, falter, fall,
Their life taken away
Until they can be seen again.
The zephyr's hot breath,
Whispering through my hair,
Urgently asking me to stay
Just a w

"Balance" by BlakeCurran

The strong imagery in this
piece, combined with the topic,
will linger in the reader's mind
long after they have finished it.



Prose


Featured by xlntwtch

A Vulture Picks the Bones by raspil

Who's the "bad guy" in this piece?
That's a question an excellent
writer leaves up to readers in this
fine display of writing action.



Featured by doodlerTM
Lady of 1876Ironically, it was my stubbornness which caused me to change my convictions. Though Nathaniel was undoubtedly a kind-hearted young man, he was incurably delusional. He entertained the strangest ideas, and then in his spare time vehemently tried to convince me they were true. People, sentient people, could be built from simple mechanical parts, he insisted.
“All you’d need is a boiler and some clockwork. Just as you’ve got, Adelaide. Just as your inventor must’ve done,” he’d say. I usually ignored these benign ramblings and proceeded with what I was best at, namely repairing clocks and pocket watches. Nathaniel was a talented watchmaker and I was his assistant, soon to become his apprentice.
Sometimes his theories were so absurd that I simply couldn’t ignore them. One such instance occurred when he decided to fixate on my hands. Apparently the fact that they were made of metal was proof that I wasn’t human.
“No humans have metal hand

Lady of 1876 by chickenpede

A vivid Steampunk piece
that is hauntingly beautiful
and almost poetic in its
descriptions and dialogue.




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Astrikos Featured By Owner Mar 21, 2013   General Artist
:w00t: Congrats! :la:
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SCFrankles Featured By Owner Mar 21, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Many congratulations to ~BlakeCurran! :w00t:
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chickenpede Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2013  Student General Artist
:wow:
:faint:
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:iconraspil:
raspil Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2013   Writer
:boogie:
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xlntwtch Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2013   Writer
:iconcongratulationplz: to all featured today. :reading: ... :heart:
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