PonderingAs I wonderPondering by =VertigoArt
I wonder what
it would be like
pictures only hold so muchI tried to hold on to you,pictures only hold so much by =VertigoArt
but my mind let you slip from my memories
and now all I have are pictures
of a woman I don’t remember
and barely recognize.
You see, in my hands
I hold nothing
because nothing is what I am left with without you
and I wish I could still recall
your lips on mine,
your body pressed close,
or how it felt to hold your hand in my own,
but I can’t and I never will,
but the pictures tell a story
that I wish I remembered
because I know
that you meant something to me
and I know I meant something to you.
I know you were mine and I was happy to be yours.
I just wish pictures held more than image
into the beybroken equates unwholeinto the bey by =VertigoArt
unhole is above (me)
meaning is lost to love
That time I choked you to deathYou have settled in my mindThat time I choked you to death by =VertigoArt
and I have settled in my mind
that it is okay to let you in
even though you don't know,
but you will know when I …
Grab you from behind
and you scream a scream
that makes me think of letting go,
but I just can't.
I want you for my own
whether you like it or not.
Another night with youSettle down with me.Another night with you by =VertigoArt
Cover me with you.
Lie down with me
and hold me tight
with your heart
against my chest
and your lips
against my neck
and kiss me
like you want me
to never get out
of this bed
where we are
and hold me
and try to
not let go,
but sometime soon
I need to leave you
and return to my life,
my kids and my wife.
twilightI, too, oncetwilight by ~Blueskye27
in the green
my flesh as
firm and sweet
as a ripe fig
but long days
and the dried
as I bow
my head in defeat
The Rites of SpringIt was a quarter before midnight,The Rites of Spring by ~Yuniku
the slight breeze of new beginnings, and revivals of the hauntingly dead cold winter
creep silently amongst the evening air...
chilly but humid, I can taste the moisture in the air
misty-cool rain softly drizzles upon my skin
as the fragrance of purity embraces my nostrils
the fog sneaks past me to mingle with the trees
and converse unspoken words
while unintentionally obscuring my vision
in a futile attempt I begin to listen to the silent whispers
Spring has finally arrived....
And we have flourished rapidly over the years unexpectedly
a blooming relationship, so deep nothing could penetrate
Be Inspired, Part Three : Finding InspirationBe Inspired, Part Three : Finding InspirationBe Inspired, Part Three : Finding Inspiration by `SparrowSong
Be Inspired, Part One: Collecting Inspiration
Be Inspired, Part Two: Setting Goals
Part Three of this series, as we prepare for NaPoWriMo, is how to find inspiration.
Almost every writer has, at some point, faced writer's block, or wondered how to overcome a lack of material. Sometimes you can't think of anything. Sometimes you know, just know, there's a poem lurking in the air around you, but you can't find it. Below are some easy ways to overcome your blocks and track down those poems.
Of course, this is not the first article about writer's block on dA. Write #8 (Write #8 is an excellent resource. However, since we're faced with the task of writing thirty poems in thirty days, a recap can't hurt.
The most common gripes about writer's block involve words not flowing, a lack of inspiration, or both.
If you sit down and get frustrat
Reimagining - a Contest for All DeviantsIn 1929, the way people viewed the world and their lives changed... What will happen if this occurs again?Reimagining - a Contest for All Deviants by ~awrighton
To write/draw/illustrate a new deviation describing what the world might be like if another Great Depression occurs.
This challenge requires you to know a little bit of history, and to have the ability to imagine and envision the future - for better or worse.
If you need a history lesson brush-up check out the following links: http://www.history.com/crash | http://www.english.illinois.edu/maps/depression/depression.htm | http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Depression
Put simply the prompt is:
Imagine that the current world economic situation has taken a turn for the worse creating the Second Great Depression. How or what would that world be like?
One entry per medium - that means you can enter one literature, one digital media piece, one traditional media piece for three total entries per deviant.
Must be a new deviation; created after Marc
the hardest parts1.the hardest parts by `YouInventedMe
the thing about
I can see
you make a
I make a
we end up
Our SongI listened to that songOur Song by ~Caillile
And remembered when you sat in the back seat
Whispering the words in a sad sing-along
Of this is what we (dont) have
For the first time in a year, I laughed at this
Until the laughter and the 75 MPH
Might have collided in one of those comedic tragedies
So I straightened my course
With a smile still tugging at my lips
I dont take back everything I ever said to you
I don't regret things which taught me something,
No Matter How Painful this was
But Ill take back that song
Ill take back the bits and pieces of my Heart
I farmed out to you in the hopes something would grow
That we coul
SorrowsWhat remains unsaid is haunting. You are repulsed by your train of thought,
yet realize that the truth may be worse than your strangled imagination.
the unspoken - ominous
...they have been touched
face contorted, body tensed...
i'm startled by his silence
The playground's edge;
sun-dress and sunshine
Childhood fading, she
caresses her baby bump.
begging bus fare -
clutching at hems
Their marriage confounds;
her best friend,
The CLACK gives a reprieve
no comfort found
in sour milk
Six, no wor
Exhale, AmaryllisMid-summer heatwave,
I push through humid air,
like dreams of swimming, graceful,
through the streets.
Chest aching, I
inhale heavy, tangible air
thick with scent of summer's bounty.
Honeysuckle vines tangle in my lungs,
perfume my breath.
My sighs exhale nectar
past my lips;
words glint in sunlight.
Berry brambles twist into my veins,
thorns prick for blood from inside-out;
honey-suckle oxidized breath,
painting white blossoms red:
My heart was a pure-white bloom once,
but I inhaled arrows of golden sunlight
and bled forth Amaryllis.
Thank you to *rlkirkland for extending my premium subscription. He is a man who I has his quirk (just like us all), but overcomes them to be a wonderful man.
I could give you a big sob story, like my kid is sick, I just wrecked another car, we are behind on ALL oour bills and we may have the utlities shut off. The only reason I have the Internet is because IT has not been shut off yet (time will tell if it does) and more. But I won't whine to you all (very much).
I just have a small request: Can someone help me out with a premium membership? I will probably be able to afford one in a few months after we get our tax return and catch up on bills.
Positive thoughts/prayers can't hurt either.