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Daily Lit Deviations for September 2nd, 2013
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Poetry
Featured by: betwixtthepages
the 'd' wordwhen i was seven years old, my mother, tear-streaks
drying on her cheeks, fingered her wedding band
and told me, “love hurts, sweetie,
that’s how you know it’s a good love.”
two days later, my father came back home.
he was missing his wedding ring
and when he left again,
he left a handprint on my mother’s cheek
that she carried with her even after the bruise was gone.
i grew up without a father influence in my mother’s world
and without a mother influence in my dad’s.
neither of them got remarried.
they had found each other and that was enough.
they had found each other and that was too much.
i grew up a thin string attaching one man and one woman
together in a way arguments and resentment could never snap.
they met in restaurant parking lots and in the bleachers
of my soccer games the way soldiers meet on battle fields,
trading me across the asphalt and steel like a
deadly weapon, a bullet hurdled back and forth.
he took me out to ball games b
the 'd' word by MisfitableGrae
Divorce is hard on everybody,
but most especially, on children.
With a unique ending,
this poem will leave readers thinking.
Featured by: SilverInkblot
HaikuWriMo August 20131. Winter Sun
red blood sunrise
reflects onto fallen
snow -- newly spilled.
2. In the Breeze
wind rustles
the clean cut grass
like your hair.
3. Thunder Storms
your skin smells
of rain; nostalgia
and tangled hair.
4. Beautiful Scars
please,
create empty ravines
on my unblemished skin.
5. Rainbow Skies
your tears are
rainbows dripping
from the sky.
6. Spring Fins
little koi dart
through clear water like
hummingbirds in spring.
7. Wallflower
a rose bloom
sits perfectly still
in your iris.
8. Unfocused
water droplets
spill onto leaves.
unfocused galaxies.
9. In Between the Pages
i took your heart
and bottled it up;
pressed flowers.
10. Desert Paintings
a canvas sunset
falls onto painted
brush landscapes.
11. Crying Skies
lightning streaks
across purple skies;
plunging tear drops.
12. Melting
silk feathers
land on the cement
like melted snow.
13. Faulty Architecture
sand castles crumble
while the win
HaikuWriMo August 2013 by LionesseRampant
A fine collection of haiku, one for every day of
the month of August. Have a read and pick your favorites!
Suggested by: Sleyf
Featured by: betwixtthepages
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Afternoon Swim by MattVoscinar
From the suggester: It's a rare thing to pack so
much dramatic tension into a short poem and have
such a profound effect. With violently raw imagery,
this is a stunning read.
Prose
Featured by doodlerTM
VermontNever let anyone tell you dragons aren’t real. They’re as real as can be, I promise you that. They used to be everywhere back in the Old World, Europe and the like, but you won’t find them there any more. Knights and dragonslayers moved in and that was that. Like the pilgrims later to come, they left to seek a better life in a new land. It was a long trip across the ocean but they made it, eventually landing in a lush green land. There were humans here too, but they didn’t fear the dragons and they lived in peace together. Time passed as it always does and the great dragons began to fade. But they didn’t leave. They laid down in the forests, letting sleep come upon them. Plants began to grow on their backs, whole forests with trees and teeming with life. You can still see them, if you know where to look, though. And on a cool, clear New England night, you can still see them smoke in their sleep.
Vermont by LysCooper
A careful and short yet magical vignette.
Foreign Language
Featured by Exnihilo-nihil
Ma peau se souvientMa peau a une mémoire
Bien plus fidèle que mes neurones
Et retrouverait la tienne
Perdue entre mille...
Elle se souvient du miel
Qui coulait de ta bouche,
Et de tes lèvres
Comme un velours
Elle se souvient de tes mains
Empressées,
Et vives
Comme l'aile d'un oiseau
Et du moindre frisson
De ta peau
Lorsque nous
Nous rencontrions
Ton image est diffuse, ton odeur, dispersée,
Et ta voix, diluée, dans le fluide du temps...
De toi s'est dissipée la saveur
Mais ma peau se souvient.
Sens le plus affûté,
Qui t'a connue et te reconnaîtrait,
Et mettra mille ans à oublier...
Ma peau se souvient.
EP 190813-210813
Ma peau se souvient by Ninefiftin
A fine love poem in french,
written with a great sensibility and sensuality...
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Okay, here goes...
Many comments have been made, many people have hauled off and jumped and are now wondering what is really going on, many tears have been cried (at least by me cuz y'all--y'all are mean. Enough said about that, it doesn't matter. I wish everyone all of the best and more.
I would like to take a few minutes to say two things:
1) Many have come through DLD and been better in this literature community for it. Dedication and hard work helped forward their already progressing talent. Not me, not Will, not Lili or any other running administrator--just dedication and hard work. We have present and former hats, badges and most of all the owners of co
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Final Words
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It seems that all of you in need of seeing this tradition go on can be satisfied. I would direct you to the account of TheseKrimzonFlames (https://www.deviantart.com/thesekrimzonflames) where you will find links to a new account where his version of DLD will go on in a new and different form.
I am awaiting a journal entry from VertigoArt (https://www.deviantart.com/vertigoart) to post here with his thoughts on our closing of this particular project. It will be posted soonest.
Few know of my own love and time put into this project because few worked night and day alongside me to take care of everything possible from general administration duties to contests, to answering 100s of messages a day and soliciting everywhere p
Everyone, please hold on...
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