Shop Mobile More Submit  Join Login
About Deviant Artist CWUnknown Recent Activity
Deviant for 6 Years
Needs Core Membership
Statistics 76 Deviations 1,779 Comments 8,551 Pageviews
×

Critiques

Favourites

Literature
Memories poured through a prism
We had strange names for one another; Blue skies like silk embedded behind stars. I remember pulling my wind through stranded clouds, looking for that one thought that mattered. That feeling of bliss.
Solitary in a network of branches, see recollections of sunlight once wished upon. Between oaken stems the spider wove your mind, a webbed constellation which once held me up, supported me; Whispered to me in velvet shades of the delicate gems drenched in liquid white, all reflections of my true self.
Then the strings of your violin tongue snared the mists of the fae spirits. Judged harshly for its foolishness the butterfly sang to the spider, danced for its many eyes, a brilliant flurry of wings like life and fireworks.
The silver ropes removed the core, and the many-legged arbiter feasted and festered. No more moonlit mirrors, no more bliss. No more face of mine enlightened. Only shadows dusted grey, only preying mares in mindscapes.
Emerald pillows strewn with water dust, glimmering me
:iconPraeclaro:Praeclaro
:iconpraeclaro:Praeclaro 9 12
Literature
Thaw
Part of me evaporated
in big sky country.
Scattered in all directions,
easily startled by the naked wild.
Blue mountains sprung from rolling hills,
too far away to save it
from becoming the rain.
Past the peaks, past the desert,
sailing the vortex of trees
in which my own heartland
could so easily drown,
the bedrock smashed our bow.
We became as deadwood
on the Beaver State rapids.
You built the strangest vessels
from my creaking words, and
I tried so hard to steer them
towards the sand.
But I am no captain.
What I took for conversation
was nothing but splinters
riding glacier-back, returning
to the valley of death and rebirth.
What I took for love was real,
but nothing real ever lives
past the melting point.
:iconneonxaos:neonxaos
:iconneonxaos:neonxaos 8 20
Literature
Why Poets Drink
Christ,
there is a reason poets drink.
Abstention feels bad -
infertile and stuffed, swollen.
It does not sell books
or win those brass
angels on ribbons.
Tonight my lover is bourbon,
distilled in some soul
south of Carolina.
It plays tricks with colors
and the sounds on my tongue.
It grows words where
none have loitered for weeks
and handfasts me to
the rest of the world.
It is ransom -
a jest of seasons
and my bone idle brain
awakes.
:iconPoetrymann:Poetrymann
:iconpoetrymann:Poetrymann 292 125
Heart shaped box by soad2K Heart shaped box :iconsoad2k:soad2K 117 30 Stardust by photoport
Mature content
Stardust :iconphotoport:photoport 344 25
OCA2 by vuzel OCA2 :iconvuzel:vuzel 134 46 Mr. Black by noah-kh Mr. Black :iconnoah-kh:noah-kh 3,339 158 Visceral connections by Bernardumaine
Mature content
Visceral connections :iconbernardumaine:Bernardumaine 118 67
London Tower Bridge by xMEGALOPOLISx London Tower Bridge :iconxmegalopolisx:xMEGALOPOLISx 669 27
Literature
Morph
He pinned the butterfly
to the card,
the dry rot
of blue wings
so profound
and loud
in the warm room.
Under glass
it seemed a stranger,
not the imago
unfolding in the jar
that dreamed
of the wet season,
but a legless pupa
common
and forgettable.
:iconPoetrymann:Poetrymann
:iconpoetrymann:Poetrymann 102 74
Mature content
bella's palsy :iconentropicalia:entropicalia 113 43
The saviour by Bernardumaine The saviour :iconbernardumaine:Bernardumaine 171 81
Literature
New Year's Day
The first winter was composed of sleeping,
flower-like, but this second is like prowling
the gap between feeling and thinking;
limbering up the dawn, unscarfed, uncoated,
with my head like a getaway bag, hastily packed,
a floppy trammel of tossed lists: lists of lies
told and believed that have since
turned into calcitrate in unsunned cloisters,
and I should know the dawn because I've seen it,
and I should know the gap because I populated it
with crows and left-behind items of clothing.
It was like dismantling a spiral staircase
step by step, leaving a sequence of hollows
stripped of the season's riverly cadence.
So I have myself to blame for this desolate winter,
because I thought I could be solved by the same process
by which we build bridges to unnamed places:
one slimy brick before the other, incomprehensibly;
forever imposing axiom upon axiom onto that plane
until the equinoctial day it answers back.
:iconarchelyxs:archelyxs
:iconarchelyxs:archelyxs 27 41
Generations by jeffsimpsonkh Generations :iconjeffsimpsonkh:jeffsimpsonkh 999 41

Activity


Happy New Year n@

Journal Entry: Tue Jan 1, 2013, 6:57 PM



Gonna keep this short like the last one. I hope everyone had a Happy (and safe) New Year! Didn't go TOO nuts.

Love and be loved in 2013, everyone :aww:

Graphics by tyleramato
CSS by moonfreak
  • Listening to: Frank Ocean - channel ORANGE
  • Reading: The Women of Brewster Place - Gloria Naylor
  • Eating: ... yeah...

Journal History

Comments


Add a Comment:
 
:iconarchelyxs:
archelyxs Featured By Owner Feb 3, 2013
Hi there, thank you so much for the favorite! :heart: :coffeecup:
Reply
:iconautumnlit:
autumnlit Featured By Owner Jan 21, 2013
Thank you for the fav! :heart:
Reply
:iconpoetrymann:
Poetrymann Featured By Owner Jan 18, 2013  Professional Writer
:iconthankyou1::iconthankyou2:
:iconbigheartplz:
Reply
:iconpoetrymann:
Poetrymann Featured By Owner Jan 15, 2013  Professional Writer
:iconthnksplz: for the :iconfavplz:
Reply
:iconlady-of-the-quill:
lady-of-the-quill Featured By Owner Jan 11, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Many thanks for the fave!
Reply
:iconbernardumaine:
Bernardumaine Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2013  Professional Traditional Artist
Thanks for the recent fav :D
Reply
:iconyouinventedme:
YouInventedMe Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2013   Writer
thanks for the :+fav: on the simple truth (simply)
Reply
:iconyvning:
Yvning Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2013
Of course :aww:
Reply
:iconbeeswingblue:
beeswingblue Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2013   Writer
Thank you. :heart:
Reply
:iconyvning:
Yvning Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2013
You're more than welcome.
Reply
Add a Comment: