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Isya Brooks

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Dear Mum by listening-to-silence, literature

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Dear Mum

I've written up the poshest letter To make all my troubles better I'll post it through Mum's bedroom door So that it ends up on the floor And then she cannot help but see This special letter just from ME: "Mummy, I'll beg you and I'll plead, I'll even get down on my knees, And, you see, I HAVE said please (Oh, please, oh please, oh please, please PLEASE) Please will you let me have just ONE (Or maybe two- I AM your son) Cookies from the cookie jar? You know I cannot reach that far To where you put them so high up In the special biscuit tub And Mum, you see, it's only fair If you would take them down and SHARE! (My preschool

Cardboard Treasure Chest by listening-to-silence, literature

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Cardboard Treasure Chest

she likes to sit above the world on thrones of polystyrene foam in attics full of rot and rust to search for secrets in the dust a cobwebbed box waits in the corner full of riches to adorn her confusion creates a furrowed frown worn as a curious royal crown as she unearths a sheaf of paper a black gun with an empty chamber two-and-twenty photographs a buckle made of polished brass the photographs tell their own story dated 'august 1940' when black and white colours still reigned though coloured cameras had been made monochrome smiles and paper umbrellas elegant coats and polka dot dresses china teasets and silver spoons sun

Digital by listening-to-silence, literature

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Digital

you convert life into binary nought or one black or white and ignore the inbetweens [so how can you see me? i think i’m the only decimal number in your life, the only shade of grey] when i asked you out that saturday there was a very long pause before you would answer me i thought i’d said the wrong thing, but then you gave me that slow smile and hugged me so tight it hurt [butyou had to let go and turn away and you asked me politely to wait while you turned off your feelings before you overheated] they say you’re weird, a geek, nerd, freak sitting alone just staring at the computer all day at first i was

Lost by listening-to-silence, literature

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Lost

We stand together In the middle of the field Avoiding each other’s eyes The air is filled with birdsong and awkwardness Pause. We both speak at once And then stop talking quickly More of that tongue-tied silence Neither quite readly to break it, or break us Breathe. We’re oh-so lost, but I don’t know how to tell you Besides, I think you already know. Don’t you? Listen. And there’s no-one here To ask for directions from And there are no maps to where we want to go Lost...

Irascibility by listening-to-silence, literature

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Irascibility

You scream, I sigh. Hair scratchy as I scrape it back, Preparing for battle. We both know what’s coming next. You left your dirty socks in my ROOM? In MY room? Why, yes, I did. What of it? My friend, I’ve known you all your life. And slightly before. Three weeks older, but sometimes it feels like years. So just STOP THIS. Stubborn and immature, you won’t give in. We indulge in childish tantrums. Insults. Yelling. We’ve soon forgotten just what This is all about. But we’re having too much fun to stop now, in this game of tears. Our voices drip honey and menace as we try in vain to hurt, Screechi

nightlight by listening-to-silence, literature

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nightlight

i love you i have loved you every month of every year every week of every month every day of every week every hour of every day every minute of every hour every second of every minute every h e a r t b e a t of my life since i met you - i want you by my side for ever and eternity brilliant as summer sun bonfires in autumn and fortytwo stars burning in outer space my own secret nightlight - but like anything that shines you create shadows and it always seems that the shadow falls on me i could never be good enough for you and when you leave and the light flicks off everything seems so much blacker than before and i

Perfectly Ordinary, Nearly by listening-to-silence, literature

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Perfectly Ordinary, Nearly

you're perfectly ordinary, my love i know this because you don't have midnight eyes as deep as seven oceans which captivate my heart [muddy brown is far more beautiful to me] or cute floppy dark hair as soft as velvet like that actor [you know, the one in that film] oh, and your breath isn't as sweet as honey cinnamon, vanilla, nutmeg [usually you smell of toothpaste, old aftershave and chocolate] you aren't as strong as ten men as fast as a jet plane as brave as a lion [but you're steady, a constant i know you'll always be there for me no matter how much i complicate the equation of my life] you bleed and you cry, an

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Lost

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Irascibility

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nightlight

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Perfectly Ordinary, Nearly

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The Rumour of Icarus by Opus-T, literature

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The Rumour of Icarus

Icarus— there is a rumour that your father killed you, that he bent your wings until they broke and then told you, "Fly." If this rumour is true, then it lives in the throats of those fragile boys who wear your death like Cain's mark, whose tender hands split like swollen tomatoes when they pluck strangled seabirds, whose arms slump beneath the weight of their father's genius. And this rumour lives on the under-skin of their eyelids so that when they die or simply sleep they dream of their fathers or maybe just of Daedalus, standing with his hands full of feathers and wax, their blood-flecked down under his fingernails

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About listening-to-silence

Jan 24
United Kingdom
Deviant for 15 years
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Current Residence: Morrisons :)
Favourite style of art: Anime! ^w^
MP3 player of choice: my iPod nano (silverr)
Favourite cartoon character: sasuke
Personal Quote: "Friends are angels who lift us up when our wings forget how to fly..."

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shrek!! hehe ;)

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my brain, Photoshop and a 2B pencil ^^

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writing, reading, drawing, dancing, going hyper on carrots! :D

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listening-to-silence

Jan 13, 2011

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Deviants, I have a confession. I've been sooo bad with my poor neglected account for the past forever, idk why- have been using a lot more traditional methods and a lot less Intahnetz :] Anyhow, to try to get myself back into the system, I'm setting up a tumblr account... possibly the easiest thing ever, right? (Oh man, now I'm going to break it...) Anyways, to help get me started and to post your beauuutiful poetry, photos and artworks elsewhere on the big wide web, if you fancy sending me a link to a deviation you wouldn't mind me posting on said tumblr, that'd be so fantastic! I honestly don't know how I stayed away from dA for so long.

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listening-to-silence

Aug 9, 2010

Devious Journal Entry

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Hii katiee :love: ~glompage (https://www.deviantart.com/glompage) Shout-out just to say, yeahh this is me... :iconawesomenessplz: :iconawwehplz: The shame! I've been found out... :iconbutbutplz: Oh well, had to happen sometime! And I still love you guys I haven't spoken to in yonks! :heart::heart::heart: :iconpyroglompplz:

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listening-to-silence

Jul 15, 2009

~BIRTHDAYS~

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Hey, could you guys please comment here with your birthdays? Then I can fill in my slightly huge calendar :D I'm so rubbish, I always forget and any giftart is months late ^^; January 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. brooke-aeon (https://www.deviantart.com/brooke-aeon) 10. 11. 12. 13. LunaLovegood13 (https://www.deviantart.com/lunalovegood13) 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. 21. 22. 23. 24. listening-to-silence (https://www.deviantart.com/listening-to-silence) :D 25. 26. 27. 28. 29. 30. 31. February 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. 21. 22. 23. gamasu (https://www.deviantart.com/gamasu) 24. 25. 26. 27. 28. 29. March 1. mcrkarol (https://www.deviantart.com/mcrkarol) 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16.