Daily Lit Deviations for November 3rd, 2009</u>
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Suggested by: Silvaz
Featured by: EmoSunshineMuffin
Morning WindowDreams are aborted and sparrows sing.
A ceiling spiraled with plaster above my head,
The woman with brown curls
And a smile that sounds like windchimes.
I am perhaps not unhappy.
She steps off the sidewalk and
I'm left between brick cubicles.
Mist sinks between our curtains,
Piano music and coffee smells
Paint the soft white walls.
I am a twilight child.
The blood also rises
And I can't see a cereal bowl through
Wisps of bedded hair.
Spoon reflections do fair justice
When still enraptured in warm haze.
I listen to the changing sky.
Islands in the air brush those treetops,
A guardian shining on their white sands.
We both listen for yawning wildflowers
But I cannot make them open.
They seem less blushed behind the glass.
Vacant streets are bathed,
Inviting me for chalk drawings and dancing.
The grass is alive with nesting moths,
My world burns in green.
Sparks of air and ignited creatures
Sail like dandelion seeds.
I taste cherished things.
"Morning Window" by ArcaneAutumn
The imagery is particularly vivid, especially
the parts about piano music, coffee smells painting
the soft white walls, and the world burning in green.
featured by: dreamsinstatic
Impermanence by RoxasWannabe
The combination of painfully beautiful imagery
set against the darker tone of poignant emotion brings
a heavy impact in this poem. Bittersweet and heartbreaking,
every stanza draws one further into the gravity of it's voice.
Featured by teenyxtinyxtina
Slipping to the Stars1.
she sifts through static on the radio
listens to ash drip from her cigarette and
kiss the road as she drives away.
she will not come back for her things.
tonight, she will become a memory,
a melody to sing you to sleep.
with her toe shoes and tutu, she whispers her song to the wind,
each syllable loosening the worlds grip on her,
bringing her closer to the stars.
she closes her eyes,
feels the cool rush on her face,
as her note flutters to the ground.
"dont weep for the parting of the stars;
they were gone long before you met them.
i was gone long before you met me."
"Slipping to the Stars" by SecretSynapse
This gritty yet beautiful piece subtly hints of
death and leaving behind everything that is familiar.
There is sadness but also a reassurance that
everything must end in someway.
featured by julietcaesar
"porcelain boy" by derelict-heart
Filled with beautiful, yet heartbreaking
imagery, the author takes you on a ride based on
her true story about a boy who broke her heart.
featured by: choirsoftheheavens
"Lines" by esapromesa
Looking at the things most of us glaze over,
esapromesa paints a picture so ordinary in
such a infinitely eloquent way, it's hard not to
remember to look twice at these people again.
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