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This is a mere drop in the bucket
Towards unsticking all the parts that are stuck.
There’s years of damage to undo
As I scrub away the grime and the muck.
I want the cobwebs cleared from my mind
And all of the dirt to wash clean
So maybe I’ll feel in control again
And some results can start to be seen.
Literature
Weary Warrior
May I lay down my head
Resting it upon your shoulder
I'm really tired
Carrying so many boulders
(It's been so long since I've slept)
I'm always on guard
Surrounded by people I can't trust
Sleeping very lightly
Concerned of what's happening around me
(Jumping up if I feel a presence)
Is it ok,
That I don't feel safe
I can't let my guard down
Not here, not now
(Until I get out of this place)
I want to rest
My head resting in your lap
Your warmth gives me comfort
Repairing the hole in my chest
(Protecting my fragile heart)
4/15/24
Literature
Reshaped Sanctuary
My living space is
my sanctuary.
I can
let go
without fear of
judgment.
For years
this sanctuary
was a whole
unit -
two bedrooms,
one bathroom,
living room,
dining room,
kitchen.
All to do with as
I pleased.
...then a
good acquaintance
asked for a roof,
and I offered.
And I'm
still
having a
difficult time
adapting.
So,
I need to
reshape my
sanctuary.
It needs to be
smaller -
just my bedroom.
The edge is
my door.
But within
it's edges,
I'm free.
I can
keep out
any of his
unwanted energies,
and recharge
my own.
Sanctuary hasn't
left.
It hasn't been
destroyed...
it's just
reshaped,
smaller.
So with my sanctuary
still intact,
just smaller,
I can find
peace.
Literature
The Echo Makers, Ch. 47
Ajijaak continued along the westward trail and followed it into the forest. Many paths from all the different villages converged and criss-crossed. All journeyed to the Land of Souls, a place where death and pain did not exist. Steadily Ajijaak walked, searching for signs of Wiinizik’s footprints. From time to time he would call out her name, and just hearing his own voice brought a sense of awe to him. To no longer be silent was a gift. When he found Wiinzik and they entered the Land of Souls, they would have all eternity to speak to one another. Late in the day he passed the trail that came from the land of the Sioux. In the land of Souls he would live among his enemies, only they would no longer be enemies, for war did not exist in the land of Souls.
Excitement fought with his apprehension. He felt sure of his journey.He would find Wiinizik and he would help her cross over. Deep down, he had a knowing that he would. When night fell, he stopped and by a stream. He was hungry and
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elegant, funny prose in the description