themagpiepoet

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The Art of Imitation by themagpiepoet, literature

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The Art of Imitation

I danced with you upon hard floors, clicking my heels at the same time as yours, copying you relentlessly - the way you wanted me to. You hinted at certain steps and I acted them out obligingly. I know nothing of dance but I know the rhythm of blood - beat, beat, beat, thud, thud, thud. Mine was faster than speed whilst yours bled out slow lethargy, swallowing my red-heart noises and clumsy steps with tongue and throat. I ingested instructions and spat out conformity with wide, wide eyes. I swirled my legs through oxygen and too much carbon just like you did - gaining education in the art of imitation. Sunlight streamed into and my open sp...

Puzzle Craft by themagpiepoet, literature

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Puzzle Craft

Nothing is real but the birds and me On my rock before sunrise, Smoking my herbal remedy To ease the burden of the unreal. I’m thinking that my experiences are self-created Pushing me to learn something I already know, That the deep me knows I need to learn - Cross boundaries and smash through walls. I’m the puzzle crafter, I’ve seen the complete picture But I have to break it to pieces Before I can put it back together.

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Polarity by themagpiepoet, literature

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Polarity

Should you allow me access to your depths I'll tend to the dark tendrils of your mind, Should you give me a key to your vaults I'll scrub the dank blackness to shine. Let me burrow, let me bathe in malicious waters, The violence, the terror, the urges to hurt; Let me love them, let me encourage them, They'll merge with mine - turbulent oceans. This cage of immoral flesh pulsates within me; I flicker, I writhe, I dissolve in our impulses. Hedonistic; we are safe to indulge in vitriol, Lips suckle at the beauty of our flaws.

Protagonist of the Void by themagpiepoet, literature

Beloved Corruption by themagpiepoet, literature

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Beloved Corruption

Inside you is where I will be. Within your pliable mind. Throughout you, my fingers explore each corner, each crevice of your being. I'll stroke you, burn you, gag you, restrain you Until I find the jewel - the hard facts of you.My tongue presses into the flesh of your soul, the sugar coating melts; I've set you free, free from oppression Free to be. Free to act on your darkest fantasies. 14th February 2012

Frozen by themagpiepoet, literature

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The World of the Wretched by thePoeticJarsh, literature

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The World of the Wretched

Not a God-forsaken world but a world forsaking God. Where man is preoccupied with the carnal sheathing of swords. Where the alienation of rights outweighs obedience and faith. Where the natural is twisted and the sacred is corrupted. Where lukewarm comfort allows for lazy dominion. Where doctrine is lost and morality is shifted. No longer the age of the righteous but that of the wicked. Behold, the world of the wretched. -JOP-

How to Love Yourself by WindFragments, literature

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How to Love Yourself

Promise yourself that you will do things right this timeSwear to yourself that you really can keep promisesTell yourself that you have what it takes - that you're only failing because you aren't trying hard enoughBut repeat to yourself more often that sometimes it really isn't your fault - sometimes the teacher is terrible or you didn't have time to eat or you were just too tired to functionTell yourself that you know what you're doing. Tell yourself that you are prepared to fly even if your wings are only half-builtTell yourself that you'll finish them tomorrowAnd if you ever catch yourself breaking down, god, just don't stop running or e...

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Managing Your Inbox: Some Tips on Streamlining by SilverInkblot, journal

Managing Your Inbox: Some Tips on Streamlining

May 17, 2013

I'm not really an organized person. Yeah, sure, I like to TRY to be one, but most of my attempts to clean house don't stick. The one exception, however, is in my online life. I keep everything to do with the computer tabbed and organized and that includes my dA life. I posted a poll asking visitors what their inbox looked like on a typical day. As of this writing, of the 52 responses, 35 have full inboxes – that is, somewhere between 200 and up to (or over) 1000 messages to sort through. So about 70% of the voters have quite a lot to page over. I hear horror stories quite frequently from deviants who are overwhelmed by the sheer vol...

Held in Your Teeth by TheLunaLily, literature

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Held in Your Teeth

I thought you were a god but I was looking at you in a mirror. You were just a trick reflection, skilled in deception. We stared at each other in the [dis]honest glass as you held me in your teethand I held my breath .Trained by Pavlov's daughter with censers burning incense on a nightstand altar; patchouli soaked deep in heavy drapes and light linen.She had pictures on her mirrors of Elvis shaking his hips and Betty Page pinups, James Dean smoking cigarettes and Mr. Mojo Risin' in leather and sex. It’s the temple of Aphrodite with golden apples and whips.She led you by the leash and you learned to fashion collars.You are a dog, and a com...

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About themagpiepoet

Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Mar 31, 1988
United Kingdom
Deviant for 11 years
She / Her

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^{“I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.”
― Mary Shelley, 'Frankenstein'.

“And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.”
― Sylvia Plath}

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themagpiepoet

Jun 9, 2020

Hi!

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themagpiepoet

Jun 9, 2020

4 Years

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Wow. So it's been 4 years since I've been here. 4 years since I've written anything. I've been busy! My life is completely different now. I am married. I have given birth to 3 daughters. I am a Christian. My life and mind are no longer complete chaos.Last night I stayed up late reading my old journals. Just wow. Was I really that person? That entitled, confused, broken girl. God has changed me, transformed me. I am still broken but He's putting the pieces back together in His order and time. I have learnt so much and still have so much to learn.II started reading again. With lockdown I've had more time for myself. Reading again have me the...

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themagpiepoet

Oct 9, 2016

Where Did I Go?

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It's been over 2 years since I posted on this account. Wow. My life is significantly different. I'm a mum now, I have a home. My daughter will be 7 months old next week. She is amazing and my life is so much better than it was the last time I was here. I always get the urge to write at this time of year, but I'm rusty, I haven't written anything in a long time. Here are my thoughts from a few days ago. Where Did I Go? There is a conflict within my soul Where did I go? The girl I once was Had some of her troubles unmuddled Some of her broken pieces fixed She became a mother A woman with a child and home, Single. Stigmatised.My daughter is ...

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apoemhowsweet

Oct 28, 2014

i love your poems and your username and your lit tag and your shelley/plath quotes. so yea. can we be friends

themagpiepoet

Nov 7, 2014

Aww yeah we can totally be friends. What shall we do to celebrate our friendship?!

apoemhowsweet

Nov 9, 2014

i think we should mutually watch each other hehe. and if you wanted you could tell me more about yourself for example about your favourite things!

also here is cake. cake is always a good way to celebrate.

starlightt1234

Sep 28, 2014

YOU'VE BEEN FEATURED! -->

THIS STUFF IS AWESOMEOkay, I've been on DeviantArt way too long to not do a single feature. Like, seriously, it's sad. So here I'm gonna put together a little montage of literature pieces I quite enjoyed, and maybe you'll find joy in them too.

Please keep in mind this is my first feature, so it might kind of suck, but bear with me. If you have any suggestions on how to improve upon it, please let me know, also tell me any literature pieces that I might've missed out on, cuz I'd love to read it. I don't know if this will be a regular thing or not, I guess it just depends on how well this goes.
Well, without further ado, here's the feature! :iconhappyderpplz:

crystallized-skies

Aug 12, 2014

Hi There! I am a volunteer with TheDailyBreadCafe and I just wanted to thank you for being apart of our feature. Everyone here at the Bread Cafe welcomes you and we hope to provide you with plenty of love, support and encouragement.

Thank you for being a part of our deviously creative community.

#TDBC Founder: AlphaManifest and Assistant Manager: C-A-Harland

-- Jade

LadyLincoln

May 4, 2014

I just wanted to send some love and prayers your way, darling girl.

themagpiepoet

May 8, 2014

Thank you. Tears are flowing from my eyes, that is so lovely. Big hugs. x