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last dance in the first of daylight

north wind whispers dormant penitent halls parallax over terrestrial falls niche the rainstorm wetting a coat common the endoscope severing throats peace winters christmas alike whispers sourly west crucible night terminal greed basks terminal livers fortunate foulmouthedness frothing givers wise choice to tow heights morose yawning mornings late key to the server favor would give wished it all crawling but how would we live sponge cakes adrenaline masks torn breaker penultimate gaps ii. but life is a thrill not being mourned spike toward grave water and woodlands far bark synapse rhythm pervasive and true ultraviolet destiny, eternal

Featured

321 deviations
Literature

A Special Mother

There is one day each year when we are glad to show a very special lady just how much we love her so For she is a special person who'd do anything for us always there with a kind word and never makes a fuss A smile for us each morning and a chat around the table cuddles when we need support making our lives more stable We love you so very much and celebrate this day showing you how much we care in our own unique way Therefore at the special time we give praise for our Mother and thank her for all she does as we`ll never have another Happy Mothering Sunday © Lis Bull 2015

Family life

2 deviations
Literature

Poema #30

Máquina Fui creado como una máquina para probar un contenedor de almas, pero crecí como ser humano, sin embargo nunca me concideré uno pues las personas que anhelé morían y yo permanecía con vida dada mi condición de robot. No lloraba, no sufría, pero una duda se mantuvo en mi sistema. ¿Cómo son los sentimientos? El tiempo me conservaba como nuevo, con los avances de la tecnología me dieron un cuerpo humano, piel, cabello, un corazón, todo lo que necesitaba una persona normal. Con el tiempo conocí a una chica, era diferente a los demás, era más he

emotional poerty

20 deviations
Literature

Little Satan

You're my devil, my little satan, the chip on my shoulder. Always whispering in my ear how to make life harder when I'm older. But I'm smarter than a pixie, smarter than a won't-be. Too smart for you, smarter than the credit you give me. You thought you were better, that I should bet her—wrong. I can admit when I've been stupid, but I won't dance to your song. My friends would ask how I'm doing, I'd say "not well". But school taught me to put a smile on before the last bell. Whisper your vile nothings to me, they'll fall on deaf ears, I'm not the same scum you grew to know over the years. Spirits carry me on their backs, the beloved to

Urban and spoken word

43 deviations
Literature

You know Spring has come when ....

The bare branch begins to bud the birds they return home to where they were born the insects awake from their slumber to explore I feel the warmth of the sun reach into the Earth the world turns green as life begins anew. There is now a fly in my mouth.

Nature

8 deviations
Literature

Illusions: AJ CP

 I turned off my IPad when I checked all my DA messages. I decided to log onto Animal Jam. I had put in my username and password, and watch the picture of cute animals playing around, and watched the loading globe spin, round and round, longer than usual. Was the computer going slow? What snapped me out of my wonders, was a split second of the picture, turning to something else... It was much too fast to comprehend what had happened. It was weird. But I kept minding my own business. I spawned in Jamaa Township, and to my surprise, nobody way there. Usually, it would be filled with people, chanting trades and parties. But now, not a single  pe

Horror

3 deviations
Literature

il mio amante ballerina

her hips move across the floor hypnotic intoxication flushed skin, full lips her skirt sways with the wind as she twirls in a perfect pirouette dancing into the watercolor blur orange, yellow, and pink she spins on as i fall beneath the horizon

Romantic Darkness

16 deviations
Literature

Time

velvet carpets greyed, the only unwrinkled face is that of the clock

Haiku and eastern

11 deviations
Literature

Thomarie- La Gata

*un niño de 10 años proveniente de una familia de muchos vienes materiales observaba una barranca donde jugaban uno niños* Thomas: Debe ser divertido jugar con los niños de la barranca *en la barranca una niña pelirroja despeinada y con unas leves quemaduras por el sol estaba deslizandose por la barranca* Thomas:debe ser divertido jugar con esa niña Lorenza(su madre adoptiva): Ya baja para q te lleven a la escuela Thomas Thomas: Ya voy *Toma su mochila y baja para ir a la esvuela y se encuentra con su Madre* Lorenza: q Dios te cuide y proteja mi cielo Thomas: A ti igual mamá * Se sube al carro y pasa su herm

poerty song

2 deviations
Literature

Star Trek Poem

Star Trek Poem On the bridge, I see the Captain’s eyes, Through the distress, our starship flies. Phasers are charged ready to fire, Photon torpedoes away, the situation was dire. Damage crews dispensed, the red alert was given, Meteors pounding the hull, but we are driven. Plasma fires burning, dilithium crystals rundown, Must restart warp engines that are now shutdown. A call to engineering, we need more power, We need to put an end to that meteor shower. And just like that, chaos was within our control, The starship was safe, now to just tally the toll. Peace and quiet was ours, on to the next star, But certain situations can be

traditional Fixed Forms

11 deviations
Literature

They Whimper in the Wind

The world crashes, The ocean fades, I’m left in pieces, Waiting to wash away. I try to smile, Just make it through the day, But I've got no direction, The needle on my compass Was wrong. It points to you, But that path is blocked, I don’t know where this path leads On which I walk. But I will walk it, As far as it goes, In the hopes that one day, It won’t be a road I walk alone. My branches are bent, They whimper in the wind, They miss your tender love, With all of their being. They miss the hugs and kisses, How you made them feel strong. They miss the hopes and dreams, That filled both our hearts, My branches are bent,

Visual and found poerty

4 deviations