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Daily Lit Deviations for November 28th, 2012


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Poetry


Suggested by The Favorites Project of #LITplease
Featured by: =LadyofGaerdon

Elysian AutumnThese are
ginkgo days;
and we,
autumnling,
Arcadian
asphodel,
blooming
away from
the sandals
of shepherds,
who trample;
myrtling victors
and wreathing
the walls of
sea-lucked caves,
Arachne-webbed
and dew-bedecked,
where
jewel-rosetted
nymphs make
play;

and is it because
you are not
quite as
gentle
as me
that I
fear and despair?
chastity chaos
but never was
one so
considerately
fair;

it's simple
to love when
you're watching
the world with
such grace
from a place
in the
grass by
a lake far
away.

Elysian Autumn by ~melodythelittlepony

Lilting rhythm and dream-like
imagery wrap around the reader
like whispered through the wind.



Featured by: `thetaoofchaos
Palaeothic Art     The mind in the cave
     At Altamira
     Paints rock face red with ochred
     Bison, horse, lion,
     Megafauna come to life.
     Yet in one corner
     The tiny stencilled hand print
     Says 'Kilroy was here'.

Palaeothic Art by *aldwarke

Anthemic of the human
condition, spirit.



Featured by: =DrippingWords
of broken hearts and magic.tonight, the stars look less like stars and more like the giant balls of gas people have been telling me they are.

tonight, i cannot find the constellations that i used to call my friends.

tonight, the ocean is a little less mysterious and a little more salty.

tonight i am wishing i knew nothing of magic because this would hurt a little less. i could chalk it up to chemicals and scoff at the idea of a broken heart.

i could leave it at let's be friends [or casual acquaintances] and never worry about what will happen if i run into you at the park.

but i know everything of magic and i felt it in my soul when i was with you and that i cannot

"of broken hearts and magic." by ~modestlyvainglorious

The piece pulls you in
from the very first word,
captivating the readers mind
with it's wonderful imagery.



Prose


Suggested by ~angeljunkie
Featured by ~shebledgreenink

Life Mate    Nora had been surprised when she found out that the inhabitants of this planet didn't have some sort of marriage ceremony. Åsh had told her that once lovers accepted and claimed each other as a life mate, it was considered to be stronger than human marriage ceremonies. As they couldn't decide what to do, Nora and Åsh decided to compromise and combine the two traditions. Nora got her big family gathering and Åsh got his vows.
   "Nora Wing, citizen of New London, section 6, of planet Earth, I claim you as my life mate."
   Now it was her turn. Nora took a deep breath and hoped she wouldn't make a mistake. If she did misp

Life Mate by *WishingUnderThatStar

Cute, clever, and an excellent
response to the given prompt.



Featured by *xlntwtch
stuck like glue it started with lightbulbs, and it ended with jail.

and when she looked back on it it seemed suitable, like the lightbulb he dropped on her desk was the universe's way of saying that this [whatever this was] was a great idea.

but it wasn't just lightbulbs. every day there was something new, a perfectly random little something dropped on her desk without a word of acknowledgment, like a cat bringing home dead things as gifts [but much cuter, of course] and every day she would tap her fingers with anticipation, just waiting for him to arrive with something new.

and they were always silent in class, barely speaking more than a few words to e

stuck like glue by *aprilwednesday

A surprising and fine vignette, 
this shows what a good writer 
can do with short prose.




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`OfOneSoul Dec 4, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Wonderful choices! :love:
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