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Daily Lit Deviations for September 30th, 2010


We are proud to feature today's Daily Literature Deviations!
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Please comment and :+fav: the features and congratulate the artists!


:pointr: For all of the featured artists: If you receive a DD for one
of your pieces featured by DLD please note !KneelingGlory.

We will include you and your piece in a special recognition news article. :pointl:


Poetry


:Featured: by ~1Walkingblind
Holy LimerickThere once was a bishop of England
Who liked to dress up for the weekend.
To the clergy's distress,
In his best Sunday dress
From the pulpit he'd weekly descend.

He'd preach about Moses and Noah
With shoulders bedecked by a boa
Of lavender feather
(To go with the pleather)
While the nuns all sang "Sweet Jehovah."

And none could deny he looked snappy,
Or kept his perishiners happy.
For he found that in lime
He looked simply devine!
(Though his sermons often were crappy.)

But bedecked by bangles that jangled
And earrings that sparkled and dangled,
He had more than enough
When he preached in the buff
To distract from the prov

Holy Limerick by ~VetchVespers

With great literary form and excellent word usage,
this clever limerick excites its readers with style. With
lighthearted vibrancy it's the type of literature you
want to return to over and over again!



Suggested by: !Deviantglengirl
Featured by: =norui

TodayToday, I packed away your pictures.
And the way I folded away your smile
Felt like I was losing you for good

I took a walk to clear my head
And found something unexpected

I stepped out into the street
And the way the sun touched my shoulders
Seemed like your arms around me

I passed a candy shop
And the way the sugar scorched and browned
Became the precise shade of your hair

I lay down in the park
And the way the grass tickled me
Felt a little like your fingertips on my skin

I stayed and watched the setting sun
And the way it colored the sky a warm pink
Became the same soft color of your lips

You used to blush when I kissed yo

"Today" by ~o-ohhai

The suggester said, "I love the soft, gentle flow
of the words." A poem about love lost, the writer does
a great job of presenting emotions through imagery.



Prose


Featured by: `Halatia
Hand of the GodsFour aces.  Four.  Aces.

"Call, raise all of the South American peoples," Quetzacoatl said.

Yahweh smiled.  Is he bluffing?  He better damn well be bluffing.

"Four ac-"

"Royal flush."  Yahweh gave another smile as he ordered his son to go grab the chips for him.  "I'll be sending over some conquistadors in oh...ten minutes."

Old Q threw his chair over and went to sit in the corner with Zeus.

"Hand of the Gods" by *AnonDesu

Short, silly, and wonderful.  *AnonDesu proves
an exception to the rule: sometimes you don't need
descriptions of characters and surroundings to create
a good story.  This is one where imagination rules.



Featured by !KneelingGlory

The King and the General by *jamberry-song

*jamberry-song uses the strict moral confines
of a medieval society to paint a picture of everything that
makes us human: greed, need, love, and sacrifice.



Foreign Language


Featured by: ~Magic-fan
Die Gedanken sind frei
Die Gedanken sind frei, es heißt Meinungsfreiheit
Doch gibts n' Aufschrei, wenn ich sie verbreit
Denn denken so darf ich, doch sagen ist schlecht
Gekehrt untern Teppich, ist das Menschenrecht

Es gibt keine Zensur, wenn ich etwas schreib
Solange ich in der Spur, eurer Politik bleib
Was soll das denn heissen, ihr legt es euch aus
Den sauren Apfel beissen, Gedanken dürfen nicht raus

Mich dürfen die Polizisten, jederzeit drangsalieren
Spiele keinen Statisten, die auf Kommando parieren
Fühlt euch exzeptionell, müsst mich Stunden aufhalten
War ich euch zu schnell, oder wolltet ihr Haare spalten

Mein Auto ist eu

"Die Gedanken sind frei" by ~Poctal

This German poem explains many issues there are
in politics and religion -- how some are repressed and
treated differently than others. Readers will find their
mind opening to new ideas after reading this poem.





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*AnonDesu Sep 30, 2010  Hobbyist Writer
Aw, now that's awful nice of you. Thanks :3
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*Centauran Sep 30, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
Well done - nice picks!
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