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The Origin of Authentic Love LettersYou told meMore Like This
as you sat at my grave
that you would never forget the day
that my last love letter jumped out of your hand
and ran away.
You were reading it in the streets of August
as an angry wind rushed by
and tore the paper out of your hand
and it had animated itself,
tumbled down the street
by the tips of its aged corners,
cartwheeling passionately away
from you.
You told me you chased after it
until the end of the street
when God decided to suck it up
into the blanket of the skies
forever.
You wrote a new one,
you told me
but it would never be the same
as the original.
Female Mongolian NamesName MeaningMore Like This
Altan Golden
Altantsetseg Golden flower
Bayarma Happy mother
Bayarmaa Joyful mother
Battsetseg &
1. Ten-Faced Tulia Monsters rarely appeared when it was convenient to the plot, like TV leads people to believe. Sometimes they come in the middle of second period or even in the middle of the night. But sometimes – and these moments really were too far in between – they didn’t appear at all and there was a moment of rest. It was during these moments that Tulia took the opportunity to catch up on some lost sleep.More Like This
Unfortunately, her teacher would not allow her that privilege. “Tulia, wake up!”
But it was her friend, Becca – who sat next to her – that shook her awake. Tulia peeled her eyes open and lifted her head from the cold, hard desk. She looked around with lidded eyes, disoriented. Eyes peered at her from their desks.
“Hmm?”
This solicited snickers across the classroom.
“I’ve had enough of you
1. A Strange Occurance Bella rushed out of the school building, her bookbag’s strap slipping from her shoulder down to her elbow, yanking her arm down with its weight. The doors behind her slammed shut as she hastily tugged on a thin sweater over her pale pink leotard while simultaneously holding a sweet bun between her teeth.More Like This
Practice had run over an hour later than normal and now she was behind schedule. She still had to go practically to the other side of town to tend to Koetke’s garden and make it back to help her father with the shop, on top of all the homework she was assigned.
She reached the nearby bus stop and slumped against the bench under the dome of opaque glass. There was a girl there, earbuds on and her face in a book. She was dressed up to the neck in frills, ribbons and pastel colors, her hair tied into two curled pigtails that brushed against her brown cheeks. Bella picked at her sweet bun, turning away from the girl with her book
My GrandfatherMy Grandfather no longer ages.More Like This
In photos from family gatherings he stands
taller
than the rest of us
our constant invariable.
Despite broken ribs,
eleven,
smashed sternum,
destroyed spleen,
punctured lung,
fracture wrist,
cardiac arrest
not once but twice!
Despite the bull’s best efforts,
our urges to lessen the workload,
relax,
take time,
watch the races and leave the farming-
An old farmer never retires.
He doubles the size of the vegetable patch,
rebuilds fences,
two new stables,
buys a flock of ewes
(in lamb)
(and claims they’ll lamb themselves…
we all know they will not lamb themselves)
Techno
Shameless PlugI just got confirmation that some of my painted feathers are getting published in the Youth Anthology Project, a project my best friend has been working on for a while. It's a collection of poetry, prose, and artwork (printed in full colour) from students in our area ranging from 14 to 24 years old.More Like This
So yeah, this is my shameless promotion of the YAP. It should be available for pre-order sometime in the next month or so. I dunno if they're planning on shipping them to people who order or not. There's gonna be a fundraiser/book signing too, which I'm not sure that I'll be home in time to attend, but check it out anyway.
You can read all about it here: http://youthanthologyproject.wordpress.com/about/ Tell all your friends.
Daily Literature Deviations for August 6th, 2012More Like This
Guidelines | How to Suggest a DLD | Grou
Raffle Time!More Like This:iconthe-classroom:
Hi everyone!I’m here to tell you about something exciting. If you like winning points, free commissions, llamas, journal features or anything like that you’ll probably want to keep reading
#The-Classroom is a group where some members are teachers, some are students and a few are both. The goal is to learn from an artist above you for a semester and improve dramatically in your art skills if you put in the work. Personally I can attest if the work is done improvement comes and it’s totally worth the effort.
Right now #The-Classroom is wanting to re-upgrade to super group again and to do this we’re offering a raffle open to all deviants
First the technical stuff:
1. To be entered in this raffle all you have to do is donate 1-10 points. That will get your name in one time. For every 10 points you donate your name will be put in. Aka donate 50, yo
#StopSOPA - Jan 18 - Web Blackout + Response to dAPlease See Edit 10 at the bottom for Response to dA updateMore Like This
Hello Everyone!
Please Comment and Fave to show your support. Please feel free to ask questions as well.
Consider sharing with your watchers as well!
For those of you wondering what SOPA/PIPA are, take a look at this video http://fightforthefuture.org/pipa/
As a protest of #SOPA and #PIPA (The Stop Online Piracy Act and Protect IP Act) two pieces of legislation that are up for debate once again on January 18, 2012, I will be blacked out from all my websites, deviantART included. What does this mean?
"On January 18, between 8am and 8pm EST (or 13:00 and 01:00 UTC), Reddit will be blacking out their website in protest of SOPA and PROTECT IP. We request all website administrators worldwide - and especially those running large user-content websites - to black out their website at the same time, to voice their opposition of SOPA and PROTECT IP. This legislation may very well not only change the future of the in
Art Competition-2000 points in prizes and growing!Have some drawing skills, lack of inspiration and want to win somewhere around 1,000More Like This
Just to kick things off here are all the exciting prizes you could win if you keep reading and decide to join this contest:
1st place:
1,000
Commission from *AJ333
Commission from *WingedGenesis5
Commission from ~KenzieLovesMusic21
100 Page Canson Sketch Book and 12 tortilians for shading from *AJ333
Final Fantasy Cloud Figure from *WingedGenesis5
Toss Up – travel game (loads of fun) from *AJ333
Spray painted note book from *AJ333
Photo print of your choice from ~AJ333Photography
2nd place:
750
Traditi
Superheroes, Mad science and Dragons - Oh my o_0Yep! It's that time of year again. The time of year when I host an OC contest and this time it's back bigger and better than ever. More characters, bigger prizes, challenges and much much more. Just to get you a little more excited? Everyone that faves this article in the next 7 days...More Like This
...will be eligible to win 1-month premium membership! :iconlegaspplz:
Now that's exciting. I know you all probably want to see the prize list before you event think about entering so here it is in all it's contest opening glory before half the prizes are even added yet:
1st place:
600
Commission from *AJ333
Commission from *WingedGenesis5
Commission from ~KenzieLovesMusic21
100 Page Canson Sketch Book and 12 tortilians for shading
Final Fantasy Cloud Figure from *WingedGenesis5
Nato canteen from *AJ333
Toss Up – travel game (loads of fun) from *AJ333
Spray painted note book from *AJ333
Photo print of your choice
Female Mongolian NamesName MeaningMore Like This
Altan Golden
Altantsetseg Golden flower
Bayarma Happy mother
Bayarmaa Joyful mother
Battsetseg &
1. Ten-Faced Tulia Monsters rarely appeared when it was convenient to the plot, like TV leads people to believe. Sometimes they come in the middle of second period or even in the middle of the night. But sometimes – and these moments really were too far in between – they didn’t appear at all and there was a moment of rest. It was during these moments that Tulia took the opportunity to catch up on some lost sleep.More Like This
Unfortunately, her teacher would not allow her that privilege. “Tulia, wake up!”
But it was her friend, Becca – who sat next to her – that shook her awake. Tulia peeled her eyes open and lifted her head from the cold, hard desk. She looked around with lidded eyes, disoriented. Eyes peered at her from their desks.
“Hmm?”
This solicited snickers across the classroom.
“I’ve had enough of you
1. A Strange Occurance Bella rushed out of the school building, her bookbag’s strap slipping from her shoulder down to her elbow, yanking her arm down with its weight. The doors behind her slammed shut as she hastily tugged on a thin sweater over her pale pink leotard while simultaneously holding a sweet bun between her teeth.More Like This
Practice had run over an hour later than normal and now she was behind schedule. She still had to go practically to the other side of town to tend to Koetke’s garden and make it back to help her father with the shop, on top of all the homework she was assigned.
She reached the nearby bus stop and slumped against the bench under the dome of opaque glass. There was a girl there, earbuds on and her face in a book. She was dressed up to the neck in frills, ribbons and pastel colors, her hair tied into two curled pigtails that brushed against her brown cheeks. Bella picked at her sweet bun, turning away from the girl with her book
A Very Diplomatic Valentines Day (Not Really)A collection of Risen themed Valentines Day poemsMore Like This
The USSR is red
America is blue
This war may be cold
But my heart burns for you
If you are like South Korea
And find yourself in strife
I'll be your America
And come save your life
Maple leaves are red
The sky over Phnom Pen is blue
I'll be the Cambodia to your Canada
And will always wait for you
Blood is red
Ice is blue
I'd invade Russia in the winter
Just to please you
Explosions are red
They destroy the calm
My love for you is more forceful
Than the explosion of an atomic bomb
Cheese is yellow
Brown is my toffee
I love you more
Than America loves coffee
Tea leaves are brown
Hot is a fire
My love for you is larger
Than England's empire
Pistachios are green
Jinx beats them with a hammer
Love me back now
Or I'll throw you in the slammer
America is mad
Russia is too
If I can't have your heart
Then neither can you
Love HurtsBack when North and South Korea were still young children, back when they still had a triplet who was alive and well, and were under the rule of China they lived with him in his capitol along with the other children that would one day grow up to be Japan, Taiwan, and Hong Kong.More Like This
One day the girl who would one day be known as North Korea ran inside China’s house to find her brother, who she loved more than anything in the world. She knew she could find him where he always was, sitting with the scribes or painters or just studying their work and trying to imitate it. He was good at what he did, but she always knew that, for a nation, he was weak. When they went outside he stepped carefully so as to not crush any of the flowers or small insects that might be crawling in the grass, and he always preferred to sit inside and learn poetry while she and the rest of their sibling learned to fight and rule.
When she
On The Ice The Rockefeller ice skating rink sparkled under the late afternoon sun as Cambodia tried to figure out how to put on his ice skates. Most of the members of the UN walked about him, some in skates already tied up and ready to go, others looking about as confused as he did. They’d just gotten out of their final meeting before the New Year and had all decided to go out skating to celebrate the year’s end.England, Northern Ireland, and Scotland were laughing together on the corner of the rink at Wales who’d tried to do a trick and fell on his back instead. Guyana and Suriname clutched the edge shuffled around the rink together as Jamaica skated along in front of them, joking about how he’s the only Caribbean country who can skate. Suriname rolled her eyes and reminded him she isn’t Caribbean. Across the rink Mexico, Canada, and America were doing trick for a bunch of children, who were laughing happily and trying to imitate the nationMore Like This
AntietamMore Like This
Antietam field was a mess of bodies, blood, and despair, silent except for the few people scavenging for bullets or other weapons to reuse and those checking forany last survivors. The sky was a dull gray, matching the mood of the Unionsoldiers who didn’t know if they should celebrate what could be considered victory, or mourn over the loss of a chance to defeat Lee’s army once and for all. The Confederates had withdrawn without much pursuit, and on the middle of the battlefield, a young girl in a bloody and tattered Union uniform curled up in the fetal position, trying to figure everything out.
Three thousand six hundred and forty nine. America thought, feeling a sharp stab of pain shoot through her body as another man died from his wounds, cont
So, You've Just Found Out You're An OC...Lilac woke up in a completely dark space. Only a spotlight coming from too high up for her to see shined down on her, illuminating a small circle around her, which was a black floor.More Like This
"Oh, hi! You're awake!" A bright, loud voice came from nowhere.
"Urgh...ow..." She rubbed her head, which was pounding furiously.
"Ah no, does your head hurt? Don't answer that, I can see that it does...crap! This isn't supposed to happen yet! Give me a sec..." The pounding in her head died down.
"Who said that?" She turned around, trying to see the source of the voice.
"Your worst nightmare."
"What?"
"Nah, just kidding, I'm a friend! Before you start your
Sta.sh
