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Mid May News: Unity

Wed May 15, 2013, 12:00 AM


In two weeks, I will be celebrating eight special years on DeviantART. I know I have expressed this before – but I – and others here I have been privileged to know – have come a long way since the early years on site. We have weathered many changes, experienced enjoyable highs and disappointing lows, and have certainly become a much stronger, unified community, that I am very honored to be a part of, everyday. I continue to be amazed at how we have all grown wonderfully together, forming a unified kinship!

Many here know of my invaluable experiences on the Community Relations team. As I celebrate another year of Deviousness, I reflect fondly on my memories and experiences on the team. Sometimes, it seems surreal that this journey for me began three years ago; it still feels like yesterday having had the rare honor of working alongside beloved Literature deviants like `GeneratingHype, who I still miss terribly, everyday – the wonderful !lovetodeviate, who has long since left the site, but Aditi's mark is tremendously felt, just as Bill's always will be. And, of course, `StJoan, who was always the team's core strength. I never ceased to be amazed at the memory of Ali's strong determination to see things through. And one of my most dearest of friends here; who I simply cannot imagine DeviantART without – $wreckling, who has had quite an exciting journey himself. I am honored to have served with him, and am very proud of his DeviantART achievements. I also wanted to take a moment to again thank the lovely $fourteenthstar, who presented me with the Deviousness Award three years ago, as a reminder that my hard-working efforts towards the community I so love have not gone unnoticed.

I am indeed truly fortunate and blessed to have had rare opportunities to serve the community I deeply cherish. I will be forever indebted to all of those who saw something reflected within me far greater than I could have imagined at the time. These continuing efforts to stand by my side, offering me unfailing support today, will always mean the world to me. This caring support has meant a great deal throughout my seven years on DeviantART. I fondly look forward to several more anniversaries – hoping to serve as an example to those looking for a role model. I do desire to continue to advocate the importance of positivity and unity. For those looking for a beacon in the darkness to help guide them, I pray they know that they are not alone here.



For those not as acquainted with me, my journal is a wonderful place to find some tidbits about what is going on in the Literature world. However, that being said, you will want to keep an eye out also for various other news postings from your Literature Community Volunteers, and please take a moment to add them to your watch, so you will not miss out on a thing! Oh, and do not forget about our own resident tweeter, *Lit-Twitter, who always does a fantastic job collecting several more tidbits for us in all things Lit. Scrolling down, you will also find information geared towards other contests, groups and other news various links all related to Literature, so be sure to check them out.

My monthly Ladies of Lit series officially arrived last August. At any time, if there is a literature female deviant that you feel merits a feature; please Note me. Also, not sure who has already been featured? Take a look at the current listing. Along with that, I host a variety of group projects, a tri-monthly 30 Writers to Discover series, and the ongoing Writers Welcome Wagon.

:new: Ladies of Lit Issue: Volume Thirty-One.
:bulletpurple: Latest Volume of 30 Wonderful Writers.
:bulletpurple: Writers Welcome Wagon Project.
:bulletpurple: The Sweetest Deviant has been announced!
:bulletpurple: A wonderful Resources and Critique article courtesy of the #LitResources staff.
:bulletpurple: Get yourself Exposed, and read up on some tips for getting to know Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: The Literature CVs need your Feedback on the Literature Gallery Restructure!
:bulletpurple: The CVs are resurrecting The Exquisite Corpse.
:bulletpurple: Check out This Interview with Liam Sharp.
:new: Love Prose? Venture on over Here and lend the CVs your expertise.
:new: The Literature CVs want to Talk About the Lit Community.
:new: The #Elocutionists are hosting a Poetry Slam. The deadline is May 31st.
:new: `GrimFace242 wants you to write About Dialectical Desserts! The deadline is June 21st.

Within the community, there are several Literature chatrooms to visit that might be of interest to you. However, if you feel uncomfortable in these chatrooms, you might find what you are looking for in the revamped Literature Forums. There are also several critique and prompt groups available for use towards all of your Literature-related needs. Below, you will find just a small sampling of what the community has to offer you:

:bulletpurple: #CRLiterature The official DeviantART Literature chatroom.
:bulletpurple: #Writersforlife Write, mingle, learn and keep writing for life.
:bulletpurple: #Writeroom Looking for tips, ideas and more, the Writeroomies are here for you.
:bulletpurple: #Cabal Srs bsns of literary discussion.

:bulletpurple: #CritiqueIt DeviantART's Quality Critique Club.
:bulletpurple: #Writers-Workshop Where the Writers Workshop Writing.
:bulletpurple: #ScreamPrompts Are You A Writer?
:bulletpurple: #HammeredPoetry Sick of clichés…Us Too.
:bulletpurple: #transliterations From One World to Another.
:bulletpurple: #LITplease A Club for Every Writer.

Throughout DeviantART, there are a number of resourceful news articles filled with features, contests and much, much more. Several deviants keep the literature community in the know with these articles. I am honored to present the creme of the crop, and invite you to fully explore what each article has to offer.

:bulletpurple: The Lit Gallery Volunteers' April Lit Daily Deviations. and Official CR Journal Updates.
:new: `IrrevocableFate Loves DA Lit! Contests, Various Groups, Workshops and More.
:bulletpurple: ~wyldhoney finds Writers With Promise.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream has Publishing Resources.
:bulletpurple: `apocathary also has a collection of Miscellaneous Resources.
:bulletpurple: =julietcaesar does as well in Her Journal.
:new: `GrimFace242 is looking for some Group Therapy and Undiscovered Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: ^NicSwaner uncovers an amazing E-Literature Catalog.
:new: ^neurotype goes in search of Funny Lit Deviants.
:bulletpurple: ~Mahi-Fish shares a Handy Poetry Checklist.
:new: `mirz-alt helps us follow a Literary Compass.
:new: =star-blazer picks out amazing Monthly Daily Lit and discovers dAuthors.
:bulletpurple: =DrippingWords wants to Talk Writing.
:bulletpurple: `HaveTales-WillTell is all Lit Up.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory's got an eye for those who are Demonstrably Deviant.
:new: =TwilightPoetess calls for Literary Conversation.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream answers questions about Publishing.
:bulletpurple: `Jon-Law writes A Brilliant Writing Guide.

With the official groups feature in full swing, there is a whole array of Literature groups to join and support. Below, you will have the opportunity to check out just a few of the newest ones on DeviantART. And, if there is a group not listed here that may interest you, you might want to check out the official Literature Group Hub.

#AllLiteratureWelcome, #Glory-Be-Project, #LitLoveCommunity, #Writeandread, #The-Writing-Group, #PennyStories, #skinnywords, #How-To-Write-A-Book, #paper-forests,  #Poetry-Passion, #PassionforLiterature, #INeedAPen, #WritingMoreThanWords, #Literaturean, #NaHaiWriMo, #WriteInWinter, #Writers-Drive, #TheTitlePage, #minimalit, #WritingUniversal, #Peculiar-Poetry, #FreeVersePoetry, #All-For-Writing, #TheWritersWareHouse, #The-Asterismos, #OfSweetSerendipity, #TheMarmaladeTree, #wordsinwaves, #Poetry-Watchers, ~Bird-And-Bear, #Audio-Available, #Written-Expressions, #Writer-Promotion, #theScienceofPoetry, #DeviantWritersUnited, #WRITE-THE-LITERATURE.
:new: #We-The-Writers, #Freedom-In-Words, #Free-Write-Project, #sanguinesmiles.

--Any other Literature news that you would like to see in this reserved space? Note me.

Lit Community Leaders
Biscuits and YouWe used to fight over the custard creams. Not over who consumed them, but about the art of tea dunking. He would always criticise my dunking technique and I'd retaliate. I personally thought the best way to dunk a custard cream was to eat the first half, remove the cream and then only dunk the second half; I've always done it this way. He on the other hand treated the custard cream like its Oreo cousin and went for a twist, lick and dunk. They're not the same as Oreos- dunking Oreos in tea ruins both tea and biscuit alike.

Our tea drinking, biscuit dunking ritual was our time together with nobody else. The conversations started light; usuall
Absenceas fingers on ivory and ebony - the waltz between alto and soprano
between drum and violin; the duets that never left karaoke bars.
as a war widow in a graveyard that does not contain her husband's worm-ridden corpse
but she visits anyway, because though he is a foreign country and half a century from her grasp,
the memories - the candlelight and the knee he bent and the way her mother cried at the news -
all remain
and tombstones are a melody she can follow.
as a poet misses the page.
as a dancer misses the stage.
as an alcoholic misses the first sip.
as a lover misses the first lips 
ever she tasted.
I miss you the way a heart beats -
consistently, autonomously, relentlessly -
until the end of my days.
I Have Hope I have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I have to remember to breathe every time those words come, I don’t want to believe it. I still can’t believe it. I remember the first time my counselor looked at me and told me that my depression and anxiety might be something more. Great, I thought, What could possibly be worse than this?

Firstly, PTSD is not a disorder that only affects our war heroes, though that is what it’s commonly associated with. My own first thoughts were: “isn’t that a disorder for war veterans or someone who witnessed war first-hand?“ The truth is there are many causes for Post Traumatic Stress
Cain's ConceptionEve has been in pain
for months, it seems, swelling
the way an ocean wave does
until it crashes, and the things
she wants to eat! I do not want
to be made into a murderer,
but she loves bluebirds
with honeycomb, and sometimes
tuber plants. Pecks and pricks
aside, it's worth it when she finds
the taste she wants. Sometimes
she swears her stomach is
kicking, and I tease her. "If
it's kicking, then no wonder it
gets bigger!"

Some mornings she wanders
to plants while I am resting
and some strange bird I haven't
named yet begins to lurch. It is
possibly the worst noise I have heard
yet, and I relate it to the feeling
a skunk'


Featuring works by: ^Beccalicious, `Kneeling-Glory, `IrrevocableFate and $wreckling.



:bulletpurple: If you stop by, and would like to begin your journey on my DA homepage, may I suggest starting here. Also, if you are new to DA and need further assistance, please feel free to contact me if you cannot find what you are looking for in the FAQ section found here.

:bulletpurple: My official DeviantART Prayer Support Log. If there is someone you know who is in need of support, do let me know at any time and I will add them to the log.

:bulletpurple: I like to support Literature here by adding literature clubs/groups to my watch. If I have yet to add yours, feel free to leave me a comment.

:bulletpurple: Who is serving the Literature Community and what can they do for you? Your Community Volunteers for Literature are listed below as follows, along with their guidelines. You can freely contact them at any time with your questions or concerns.

^Beccalicious DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^neurotype   DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^NicSwaner   DD Suggestion Guidelines.

:bulletpurple: And, of course, here are some lovely stamps, to show your support!







:bulletpurple: Please stop by #The-Novelist-Club and feel free to join us, whether you are a writer, a poet, reader, or even a critic - we'd love to have you. We are currently accepting regular submissions and various pieces for our Workshops, so please show your support to these wonderful writers and stop by.

:bulletpurple: Looking to join a fun group which supports the exciting era of Abraham Lincoln by paying homage to his memory with fun panel discussions, Q and A sessions, book reviews and much, much more? Then #TheLincolnLegacy is the perfect place for you. Walks of all artistic life are warmly welcomed here.

:bulletpurple: #LungCancer-Awareness was created to bring awareness to a well-known cancer that has not only impacted the daily lives of the members of my own family – but so many others around us. Anything that you can do to promote awareness within your community can and will make a difference!

:bulletpurple: Wanting to keep an eye on all things Literature on DeviantART, and not sure where to turn? Your official Literature home #CRLiterature, is the place to find everything you could possibly want, from generalized information, resources, contests and more, so do not miss out.

:bulletpurple: Looking for some of the latest news about your Daily Deviations or that news article you may missed over the course of the month? Well then, #LitResources may be the very place for you to catch up on all of the latest happenings.

:bulletpurple: Everyone is welcome over at our group, And we realize that every writer has their own personality, interests, strengths and weaknesses, so we aim to provide unique pathways into the community for everyone. So go on - sign yourself up and get exposed over at #Expose-Lit.

:bulletpurple: Our judges at #TalentedWritersGuild are looking for your quality literature! So, if you have something that you feel will simultaneously move us, challenge us, and inspire us as readers - then we are the very group for you.

:bulletpurple: Looking for a delightful and positively charged environment to post your work and give others some encouragement and support? Then look no further than #ProjectPositivity.

:bulletpurple: I have added several updates to our local club #Indiana-Deviants, so if you are from Indiana, or just interested in Hoosier related news, please, by all means, join us! We would be more than happy to have you there. We are always looking to accept new submissions.


Najia has a beautiful writing style. Her gallery is packed full of a wide variety of elegant poetry, ranging from narrative to emotional. But, no matter what her style is, she writes it all in a fresh and clever way.  

*toxic-nebulae





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May Traditions

Wed May 1, 2013, 12:00 AM


Welcome to May!

Spring is finally in full bloom, and so many wonderful things have been occurring. The winter blues are slowly driving themselves away, making much anticipated room for happier moments. With the arrival of May comes my annual Mother's day tradition of decorating my home with a variety of some of Momma Sue's artworks. Not long before she passed away, she gave me the unique opportunity to go through several of her artistic portfolios. Some of these she had saved from the early 1980s. Many of these I was far too young to remember and to appreciate at the time, but seeing them then – and in a new perspective today – made this journey well worth the re-visit. One of my personal favorites includes a beautiful self-portrait she painted of herself in 1985. She was also wearing her favorite heart-shaped necklace in the portrait, of which I was very familiar. And, seeing her wearing and admiring the necklace was one of my earliest memories.

Not long after I rediscovered the old artworks and was selecting out my favorites to showcase the first year after her passing, I was surprised to find that same little heart charm from that necklace hidden in one of Momma's old jewelry boxes. I smiled alittle at the memory. Though the charm itself was misshapen and worn from age, I was amazed that she kept it all these years. But, perhaps I should not have been. Terry was the one who had given her the beautifully golden necklace so many years ago, and it meant the world to her. In these littlest things that he (or anyone else did) for her, meant so much. It also serves as a reminder that we should be thankful for these little things, even if they may seem insignificant to us at the time.

Mother's day is one of my most noteworthy reminders to be appreciative for what I had when I had it, and to cherish people and other blessings in my life that I have today. While I do not doubt that there will always be those who may never truly see or appreciate these blessings, I do realize that there are a far greater amount of those who do. Take those opportunities to say 'thank you' to your mother, or to anyone who has made a difference in your life – whether it be a father, sister, brother, uncle, anyone. Cherish family and the memories that you create. These memories are the very things that will sustain you on those empty days and nights once your loved ones are gone. Mother's day is not just about celebrating mothers. The day is also about remembering what matters: love, kindness, hope, joy, and making a difference.    



For those not as acquainted with me, my journal is a wonderful place to find some tidbits about what is going on in the Literature world. However, that being said, you will want to keep an eye out also for various other news postings from your Literature Community Volunteers, and please take a moment to add them to your watch, so you will not miss out on a thing! Oh, and do not forget about our own resident tweeter, *Lit-Twitter, who always does a fantastic job collecting several more tidbits for us in all things Lit. Scrolling down, you will also find information geared towards other contests, groups and other news various links all related to Literature, so be sure to check them out.

My monthly Ladies of Lit series officially arrived last August. At any time, if there is a literature female deviant that you feel merits a feature; please Note me. Also, not sure who has already been featured? Take a look at the current listing. Along with that, I host a variety of group projects, a tri-monthly 30 Writers to Discover series, and the ongoing Writers Welcome Wagon.

:bulletpurple: Ladies of Lit Issue: Volume Thirty-One.
:bulletpurple: Latest Volume of 30 Wonderful Writers.
:bulletpurple: Writers Welcome Wagon Project.
:bulletpurple: The Sweetest Deviant has been announced!
:bulletpurple: A wonderful Resources and Critique article courtesy of the #LitResources staff.
:bulletpurple: Get yourself Exposed, and read up on some tips for getting to know Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: The Literature CVs need your Feedback on the Literature Gallery Restructure!
:bulletpurple: The CVs are resurrecting The Exquisite Corpse.
:bulletpurple: Check out This Interview with Liam Sharp.
:bulletpurple: Love Prose? Venture on over Here and lend the CVs your expertise.
:bulletpurple: The #Elocutionists are hosting a Poetry Slam. The deadline is May 31st.

Within the community, there are several Literature chatrooms to visit that might be of interest to you. However, if you feel uncomfortable in these chatrooms, you might find what you are looking for in the revamped Literature Forums. There are also several critique and prompt groups available for use towards all of your Literature-related needs. Below, you will find just a small sampling of what the community has to offer you:

:bulletpurple: #CRLiterature The official DeviantART Literature chatroom.
:bulletpurple: #Writersforlife Write, mingle, learn and keep writing for life.
:bulletpurple: #Writeroom Looking for tips, ideas and more, the Writeroomies are here for you.
:bulletpurple: #Cabal Srs bsns of literary discussion.

:bulletpurple: #CritiqueIt DeviantART's Quality Critique Club.
:bulletpurple: #Writers-Workshop Where the Writers Workshop Writing.
:bulletpurple: #ScreamPrompts Are You A Writer?
:bulletpurple: #HammeredPoetry Sick of clichés…Us Too.
:bulletpurple: #transliterations From One World to Another.
:bulletpurple: #LITplease A Club for Every Writer.

Throughout DeviantART, there are a number of resourceful news articles filled with features, contests and much, much more. Several deviants keep the literature community in the know with these articles. I am honored to present the creme of the crop, and invite you to fully explore what each article has to offer.

:bulletpurple: The Lit Gallery Volunteers' April Lit Daily Deviations. and Official CR Journal Updates.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate Loves DA Lit! Contests, Various Groups, Workshops and More.
:bulletpurple: ~wyldhoney finds Writers With Promise.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream has Publishing Resources.
:bulletpurple: `apocathary also has a collection of Miscellaneous Resources.
:bulletpurple: =julietcaesar does as well in Her Journal.
:bulletpurple: `GrimFace242 is looking for some Group Therapy and Undiscovered Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: ^NicSwaner uncovers an amazing E-Literature Catalog.
:bulletpurple: ~Mahi-Fish shares a Handy Poetry Checklist.
:bulletpurple: `mirz-alt helps us follow a Literary Compass.
:bulletpurple: =star-blazer picks out amazing Monthly Daily Lit and discovers dAuthors.
:bulletpurple: =DrippingWords wants to Talk Writing.
:bulletpurple: `HaveTales-WillTell is all Lit Up.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory's got an eye for those who are Demonstrably Deviant.
:bulletpurple: =TwilightPoetess calls for Literary Conversation.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream answers questions about Publishing.
:bulletpurple: `Jon-Law writes A Brilliant Writing Guide.

With the official groups feature in full swing, there is a whole array of Literature groups to join and support. Below, you will have the opportunity to check out just a few of the newest ones on DeviantART. And, if there is a group not listed here that may interest you, you might want to check out the official Literature Group Hub.

#AllLiteratureWelcome, #Glory-Be-Project, #LitLoveCommunity, #Writeandread, #The-Writing-Group, #PennyStories, #skinnywords, #How-To-Write-A-Book, #paper-forests,  #Poetry-Passion, #PassionforLiterature, #INeedAPen, #WritingMoreThanWords, #Literaturean, #NaHaiWriMo, #WriteInWinter, #Writers-Drive, #TheTitlePage, #minimalit, #WritingUniversal, #Peculiar-Poetry, #FreeVersePoetry, #All-For-Writing, #TheWritersWareHouse, #The-Asterismos, #OfSweetSerendipity, #TheMarmaladeTree, #wordsinwaves, #Poetry-Watchers, ~Bird-And-Bear, #Audio-Available, #Written-Expressions, #Writer-Promotion, #theScienceofPoetry, #DeviantWritersUnited, #WRITE-THE-LITERATURE, #We-The-Writers.

--Any other Literature news that you would like to see in this reserved space? Note me.

Ladies of Lit Contest Winners
SnowflakesPoised on tiptoes, a
snowflake brushes her mouth like
his Eskimo kiss.
haiku of sensesfrom my bath
standing at a mirror
touching the locket he gave me
ingenue ardency                                       he took to fixing me

                                             like a genuine man's man

                                             he took to raising me

                                      like a hard-working man

                             he set up his assembly lines

                         and pieced my demure smile and unsure skin

                         he took me without chagrin

                             tending to my comely blossoms and unruly vines

                              with all forbearance

                                     i tried my best to thwart

   
Snuggling MidnightSky-stained "His" bathrobe
slopes the crests of your shoulders;
front porch star-gazing.
Your Daughter has Sold Hundreds of Local PapersBut listen to me: I will tell you
how to love a bedspread;
a car seat; a sun dress
that you cleaned two months ago.

and should they find her
in the breast of a riverbank
or a cabinet,

I will tell you
facts about scavenger birds;
kettles, wakes and how to chair a committee
with a body on your desk,

as scavenger birds do.
The Garden, IvyThere was a beautiful woman
On the patio this afternoon.
Her knuckles were the pebbles of a beach
And her skin was as smooth and moved
Under the tides.

I asked her if she'd eaten,
Told her I'd moved away from home and
That I was in love.

"Glyn," she replied –
As if that were my name –
"Where are we?"
She was on the patio
Because the nurses felt it was a grace
To let her feel the wind,
But her body was a cave

And when she would take no more water
Or bread, or meat
Or even chocolate,
We sealed her up
In a tin
And loved her ashes instead.


Featuring works by our winners, plus a special deviant feature! =SilverInkblot, `jade-pandora, =Sammur-amat and =TwilightPoetess and *Gay-Mountain



:bulletpurple: If you stop by, and would like to begin your journey on my DA homepage, may I suggest starting here. Also, if you are new to DA and need further assistance, please feel free to contact me if you cannot find what you are looking for in the FAQ section found here.

:bulletpurple: My official DeviantART Prayer Support Log. If there is someone you know who is in need of support, do let me know at any time and I will add them to the log.

:bulletpurple: I like to support Literature here by adding literature clubs/groups to my watch. If I have yet to add yours, feel free to leave me a comment.

:bulletpurple: Who is serving the Literature Community and what can they do for you? Your Community Volunteers for Literature are listed below as follows, along with their guidelines. You can freely contact them at any time with your questions or concerns.

^Beccalicious DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^neurotype   DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^NicSwaner   DD Suggestion Guidelines.

:bulletpurple: And, of course, here are some lovely stamps, to show your support!







:bulletpurple: Please stop by #The-Novelist-Club and feel free to join us, whether you are a writer, a poet, reader, or even a critic - we'd love to have you. We are currently accepting regular submissions and various pieces for our Workshops, so please show your support to these wonderful writers and stop by.

:bulletpurple: Looking to join a fun group which supports the exciting era of Abraham Lincoln by paying homage to his memory with fun panel discussions, Q and A sessions, book reviews and much, much more? Then #TheLincolnLegacy is the perfect place for you. Walks of all artistic life are warmly welcomed here.

:bulletpurple: #LungCancer-Awareness was created to bring awareness to a well-known cancer that has not only impacted the daily lives of the members of my own family – but so many others around us. Anything that you can do to promote awareness within your community can and will make a difference!

:bulletpurple: Wanting to keep an eye on all things Literature on DeviantART, and not sure where to turn? Your official Literature home #CRLiterature, is the place to find everything you could possibly want, from generalized information, resources, contests and more, so do not miss out.

:bulletpurple: Looking for some of the latest news about your Daily Deviations or that news article you may missed over the course of the month? Well then, #LitResources may be the very place for you to catch up on all of the latest happenings.

:bulletpurple: Everyone is welcome over at our group, And we realize that every writer has their own personality, interests, strengths and weaknesses, so we aim to provide unique pathways into the community for everyone. So go on - sign yourself up and get exposed over at #Expose-Lit.

:bulletpurple: Our judges at #TalentedWritersGuild are looking for your quality literature! So, if you have something that you feel will simultaneously move us, challenge us, and inspire us as readers - then we are the very group for you.

:bulletpurple: Looking for a delightful and positively charged environment to post your work and give others some encouragement and support? Then look no further than #ProjectPositivity.

:bulletpurple: I have added several updates to our local club #Indiana-Deviants, so if you are from Indiana, or just interested in Hoosier related news, please, by all means, join us! We would be more than happy to have you there. We are always looking to accept new submissions.


Najia has a beautiful writing style. Her gallery is packed full of a wide variety of elegant poetry, ranging from narrative to emotional. But, no matter what her style is, she writes it all in a fresh and clever way.  

*toxic-nebulae





Making journaling an art form since 2005. Journal Design & CSS
By `ginkgografix Exclusively for `LadyLincoln and best viewed in FireFox

Mid April Updates: Sweetness

Mon Apr 15, 2013, 12:00 AM


Everyday, the DeviantART community does things that make me so proud to be a part of it. In my seven years (and counting,) I have experienced so many wonderful moments. Especially in times of turmoil and trouble, several cherished friends rallied by my side to show their support. These invaluable, treasured moments on site remind me daily of what it truly means to be "deviously deviant." I often try to do my best to give back to the community as much as I can. The rewards from this are plentiful and touching. I continue to be amazed by the outpouring of positivity and unity, which have always been my primary objectives as a `senior deviant, actively seeking to be a role model for the community I deeply cherish and respect.

In the tradition of promoting positivity, I host contests and projects in this vein to encourage it. The Sweetest Deviant is of no exception. Some may wonder what makes this one different. There is a plethora of selection for those looking to contribute and promote, but the thing that has stayed with me these past few weeks was the outpouring of love and support. In the first week, at the very start of the project, I had received over seventy notes! To say I was incredibly touched by what other deviants here were sharing with me about those who impact them on a daily basis – is an infinite understatement. I am so proud to say that I could be someone who encouraged deviants to come forward, share a part of themselves, and to show their love towards others. In my opinion, this is the ideal of unity: giving part of one's self unselfishly, in love.

There were those of you who also took precious time to remind me how "sweet" you believed I was. And, though excluded from my own project for obvious reasons, I was beyond honored and deeply overwhelmed. I wanted to take a moment to thank these wonderful deviants now: `Infinite-Heart, `KathrynODriscoll, `jdrainville, and =Sammur-amat. All four of you have impacted me in ways you may never truly know. I wanted to share with everyone what they had to say:

"`LadyLincoln is one of the sweetest and most awesome members of this community. She's always willing to help others. She's really inspiring and always gentle and kind."

"I nominate `LadyLincoln because she has love so strong that even when she is in pain, there is love left over for me, and many others. She supported me through dark, dark times without question, and does this for many other people, too. She constantly tells me she loves me because she knows my mental state means that I forget too easily. She watches over me and keeps me safe."

"You wear your heart on your sleeve, you are kind, considerate and absolutely a treasure on DeviantART. You are involved in projects that push the idea of kindness, love of literature, and all around compassion."

"`LadyLincoln is exactly as her signature states her to be, an internet praise machine. Jenene's profile is inspiring in so many ways what with her beyond beautiful writing, her feature and support wonderful causes and not to mention her regularly updated lovely ladies of lit article. Also, if you ever need someone to send a prayer your way, Jenene's your go-to person. This woman is the definition of kindness and sweetness to the point where I've come to the conclusion that she must be diabetic, (heaven forbid!)"

To those who have felt that I have made a difference in their lives, I am truly blessed. Everyday, I am so thankful of everyone's faith in me. Reaching out to impact others is a rare gift that no one should ever take for granted. So, walk your paths today with love and understanding, you never know whose lives you touch.  



For those not as acquainted with me, my journal is a wonderful place to find some tidbits about what is going on in the Literature world. However, that being said, you will want to keep an eye out also for various other news postings from your Literature Community Volunteers, and please take a moment to add them to your watch, so you will not miss out on a thing! Oh, and do not forget about our own resident tweeter, *Lit-Twitter, who always does a fantastic job collecting several more tidbits for us in all things Lit. Scrolling down, you will also find information geared towards other contests, groups and other news various links all related to Literature, so be sure to check them out.

My monthly Ladies of Lit series officially arrived last August. At any time, if there is a literature female deviant that you feel merits a feature; please Note me. Also, not sure who has already been featured? Take a look at the current listing. Along with that, I host a variety of group projects, a tri-monthly 30 Writers to Discover series, and the ongoing Writers Welcome Wagon.

:new: Ladies of Lit Issue: Volume Thirty.
:new: Latest Volume of 30 Wonderful Writers.
:bulletpurple: Writers Welcome Wagon Project.
Do not miss your chance to meet and mingle with other writers.
:bulletpurple: A wonderful Resources and Critique article courtesy of the #LitResources staff.
:bulletpurple: Get yourself Exposed, and read up on some tips for getting to know Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: The Literature CVs need your Feedback on the Literature Gallery Restructure!
:bulletpurple: April is NaPoWriMo (National poetry writing month!) Ready for the challenge? Check out these Tips, and also there is the new group #NaPoWriMo that you can submit your poetry to. And #Expose-Lit has a Map to help guide you.
:bulletpurple: Not in the mood for poetry this month? Check out Camp NaNoWriMo!
:new: Poetry writers, novelists, and those writing scripts! You are Half Way There!
:bulletpurple: FotoFriday is Relaunching!
:bulletpurple: Who is the Sweetest Deviant you know? The sweetest deviant will be announced on May 1st.
:bulletpurple: `HaveTales-WillTell is hosting a contest showcasing Brevity in Lit. The deadline is April 30th.

Within the community, there are several Literature chatrooms to visit that might be of interest to you. However, if you feel uncomfortable in these chatrooms, you might find what you are looking for in the revamped Literature Forums. There are also several critique and prompt groups available for use towards all of your Literature-related needs. Below, you will find just a small sampling of what the community has to offer you:

:bulletpurple: #CRLiterature The official DeviantART Literature chatroom.
:bulletpurple: #Writersforlife Write, mingle, learn and keep writing for life.
:bulletpurple: #Writeroom Looking for tips, ideas and more, the Writeroomies are here for you.
:bulletpurple: #Cabal Srs bsns of literary discussion.

:bulletpurple: #CritiqueIt DeviantART's Quality Critique Club.
:bulletpurple: #Writers-Workshop Where the Writers Workshop Writing.
:bulletpurple: #ScreamPrompts Are You A Writer?
:bulletpurple: #HammeredPoetry Sick of clichés…Us Too.
:bulletpurple: #transliterations From One World to Another.
:bulletpurple: #LITplease A Club for Every Writer.

Throughout DeviantART, there are a number of resourceful news articles filled with features, contests and much, much more. Several deviants keep the literature community in the know with these articles. I am honored to present the creme of the crop, and invite you to fully explore what each article has to offer.

:bulletpurple: The Lit Gallery Volunteers' March Lit Daily Deviations. and Official CR Journal Updates.
:new: `IrrevocableFate Loves DA Lit! Contests, Various Groups, Workshops and More.
:bulletpurple: ~wyldhoney finds Writers With Promise.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream has Publishing Resources.
:bulletpurple: `apocathary also has a collection of Miscellaneous Resources.
:bulletpurple: =julietcaesar does as well in Her Journal.
:bulletpurple: `GrimFace242 is looking for some Group Therapy and Undiscovered Deviants in Lit.
:new: ^NicSwaner uncovers an amazing E-Literature Catalog.
:bulletpurple: ~Mahi-Fish shares a Handy Poetry Checklist.
:new: `mirz-alt helps us follow a Literary Compass.
:bulletpurple: =star-blazer picks out amazing Monthly Daily Lit.
:new: =DrippingWords wants to Talk Writing.
:bulletpurple: `HaveTales-WillTell is all Lit Up.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory's got an eye for those who are Demonstrably Deviant.
:new: =TwilightPoetess calls for Literary Conversation.
:bulletpurple: *
SadisticIceCream answers questions about Publishing.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate spotlights a League of Lit Groups.
:bulletpurple: `Jon-Law writes A Brilliant Writing Guide.

With the official groups feature in full swing, there is a whole array of Literature groups to join and support. Below, you will have the opportunity to check out just a few of the newest ones on DeviantART. And, if there is a group not listed here that may interest you, you might want to check out the official Literature Group Hub.

#Elocutionists, #Authors-Anonymous, #Book-Sanctuary, #confessional-poetry, #Forgotten-Fiction, #LiteratureDomain, #Beautiful-Poetry, #ToWriteTogether, #World-of-Literature, #WrittenLiterature, #Poetry-Clubhouse, #OurProse, #Writers-At-Heart, #AllLiteratureWelcome, #Glory-Be-Project, #LitLoveCommunity, #Writeandread, #The-Writing-Group, #PennyStories, #skinnywords, #How-To-Write-A-Book, #paper-forests,  #Poetry-Passion, #PassionforLiterature, #INeedAPen, #WritingMoreThanWords, #Literaturean, #NaHaiWriMo, #WriteInWinter, #Writers-Drive, #TheTitlePage, #minimalit, #WritingUniversal, #Peculiar-Poetry, #FreeVersePoetry, #All-For-Writing, #TheWritersWareHouse, #The-Asterismos, #OfSweetSerendipity, #TheMarmaladeTree.
:new: #wordsinwaves, #Poetry-Watchers, ~Bird-And-Bear, #Audio-Available, #Written-Expressions.

--Any other Literature news that you would like to see in this reserved space? Note me.

Favorite NaPoWriMo Selections
MuselingRed wine rambles
curdle the air, but still
you dream; half-moon
body curled in the

lamp light. I am leaving,
I am leaving, choking on
some holy word—
the floorboards creak,

a sonata for my
changeling shadow
whilst you, hair tangled upon
the pillow, are spun gold.
Sonnet XXIYou’re always at the forefront of my mind:
spontaneous and irreproachable
you, trying unavailingly to find
a dim, sequestered, unapproachable
sphere—some profound, inspired tranquillity
in which to sink. Pedantic, gorgeous soul!
I think of you, of your ability
to move me, of your heartfelt, noble goal.
You are the captain of a capsized ship—
you’re kept aloft by lofty, vague belief
and superstition—you are in the grip
of notions of divine, sublime relief.
Enrapture me with fervent words, my dear:
paint me the world, all glittering and clear.
communicateit took a thousand paper planes
to defeat the silence;
aching through stubbornly
vacant ephemera,

(   but nothing lasts forever -
the world is quick to remind you   )

it took a hundred thousand questions
to produce this listless answer

yet still you are insatiable
incorrigible, glorious and true
in your imperfections

and so you dance, alone
unfettered in the dusk,
pirouettes in the dust; for

there is no-one left
to whisper with you
anymore
Forget Me NotYour fingertips
play upon my ribs
like piano keys
and I can feel the rhythm
of your pulse
throbbing in the metal drum
of my chest
with resounding crashes
of thunder
along the lightning rod
of my sternum.
I cannot breathe,
think or walk away
when you
have those dark, demanding eyes
locked upon my skin;
I cannot deny you.
You make me burn,
flare up like a fireball of need,
necessity,
to know the contours
of your sculpted shape,
to read your body
like braille
and memorize the story
of your flesh
so that I may never forget
the majesty
of your perfection.


Featuring National Poetry Writing Month works by: *Concora, *toxic-nebulae, =susurrousity and `dreamsinstatic.



:bulletpurple: If you stop by, and would like to begin your journey on my DA homepage, may I suggest starting here. Also, if you are new to DA and need further assistance, please feel free to contact me if you cannot find what you are looking for in the FAQ section found here.

:bulletpurple: My official DeviantART Prayer Support Log. If there is someone you know who is in need of support, do let me know at any time and I will add them to the log.

:bulletpurple: I like to support Literature here by adding literature clubs/groups to my watch. If I have yet to add yours, feel free to leave me a comment.

:bulletpurple: Who is serving the Literature Community and what can they do for you? Your Community Volunteers for Literature are listed below as follows, along with their guidelines. You can freely contact them at any time with your questions or concerns.

^Beccalicious DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^neurotype   DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^NicSwaner   DD Suggestion Guidelines.

:bulletpurple: And, of course, here are some lovely stamps, to show your support!







:bulletpurple: Please stop by #The-Novelist-Club and feel free to join us, whether you are a writer, a poet, reader, or even a critic - we'd love to have you. We are currently accepting regular submissions and various pieces for our Workshops, so please show your support to these wonderful writers and stop by.

:bulletpurple: Looking to join a fun group which supports the exciting era of Abraham Lincoln by paying homage to his memory with fun panel discussions, Q and A sessions, book reviews and much, much more? Then #TheLincolnLegacy is the perfect place for you. Walks of all artistic life are warmly welcomed here.

:bulletpurple: #LungCancer-Awareness was created to bring awareness to a well-known cancer that has not only impacted the daily lives of the members of my own family – but so many others around us. Anything that you can do to promote awareness within your community can and will make a difference!

:bulletpurple: Wanting to keep an eye on all things Literature on DeviantART, and not sure where to turn? Your official Literature home #CRLiterature, is the place to find everything you could possibly want, from generalized information, resources, contests and more, so do not miss out.

:bulletpurple: Looking for some of the latest news about your Daily Deviations or that news article you may missed over the course of the month? Well then, #LitResources may be the very place for you to catch up on all of the latest happenings.

:bulletpurple: Everyone is welcome over at our group, And we realize that every writer has their own personality, interests, strengths and weaknesses, so we aim to provide unique pathways into the community for everyone. So go on - sign yourself up and get exposed over at #Expose-Lit.

:bulletpurple: Our judges at #TalentedWritersGuild are looking for your quality literature! So, if you have something that you feel will simultaneously move us, challenge us, and inspire us as readers - then we are the very group for you.

:bulletpurple: Looking for a delightful and positively charged environment to post your work and give others some encouragement and support? Then look no further than #ProjectPositivity.

:bulletpurple: I have added several updates to our local club #Indiana-Deviants, so if you are from Indiana, or just interested in Hoosier related news, please, by all means, join us! We would be more than happy to have you there. We are always looking to accept new submissions.


Though I have only had the pleasure of watching this deviant recently, his romantic and powerful work has struck a cord within me. There is a wondrous beauty in each piece, whether you are reading it in his native language or in English. Either way, there is much to be discovered and enjoyed within his gallery.

*lombregrise





Making journaling an art form since 2005. Journal Design & CSS
By `ginkgografix Exclusively for `LadyLincoln and best viewed in FireFox

April Memories

Mon Apr 1, 2013, 12:00 AM


Welcome to April!

Spring in the Midwestern United States has officially begun, but no one would know it based on the falling snow. I suppose this is a sign that April will be an interesting month. The ending of March was, in fact, very productive.

I am sure that many are curious how things have progressed with Ed. The question on my mind before I drove over to visit with him on Momma's (would have been) sixty-fifth birthday was if he would be present, and if so, how he would react to seeing me. Fortunately, he was positive and receiving – and home. I caught him on an off day. Though, I should not have been surprised, given what day it was. On the happy side, he was affectionate and interested in what was going on in my life. We talked for a good two hours about the things we had missed, and were still missing. He spoke softly of Momma with tears in his eyes, telling me that others were pressing him to get re-married and that he could not bear the idea of replacing her, and I said: "though Momma and the memories you have of your life together will always be irreplaceable in your heart, you are allowed to love someone else, and to reach out to others. Momma would not have wanted you to be sad or lonesome." He commented on how strong I was. I said I was not given a choice.

On the opposite side of things, seeing the disarray of the house he and Momma had lived in slowly falling apart really upset me. While I realize most people (like me) are fortunate to have the time to set aside to clean, it was getting to the point where I longed to offer to help him tidy up, though in reality, only he himself can make the endeavor. Honestly, there were – and still are – days when I struggle(d) to get out of bed to face the day, and daily tasks, because I felt miserable. But in spite of it, I knew that I had to keep on living, no matter how painful it was at times. The lack of motivation was always a persistent quality of his. Momma was one of the few people in his life who were able to push him towards a healthier and happier path. I never forgot how she expressed her fears privately to me that something dreadful might happen to him after she passed away, when she was not there to look after him and offer her protection. I tried giving re-assurances that Ed was stronger than she realized, and could look after himself, but Momma was never entirely convinced. I revisited some of these terrors last March. Without saying a word to me, all of the empty wine and beer containers indicated the he was also turning back towards alcoholism, which was, or so we all hoped to believe, a long defeated demon of his from years before.

Without Momma there to uplift, encourage, and motivate him towards the positive, I secretly fear the worst. I pray that his inviting me back into his life will be a step in the right direction. Though I know I haven't any right to tell him what he should or should not be doing, cannot make the "right" choices for him, or ever take my Momma's place, I do desire to help and be a friend to him. Even if he ultimately chooses not to accept my advice or encouragement, I wanted him to know that he had a shoulder of support to lean on. Afterward, he sent me a text: "thank you for today. Thank you for so many things. I'm sorry for how I treated you."

My parting words for him, and for anyone else in need who may wish to hear them: "…there are going to be days more difficult than others. Days when we are unsure of ourselves and scared to face the world…just know that you are not alone. You have never been alone. My shoulder of support is and always will be here. Stay strong, you are loved."  



For those not as acquainted with me, my journal is a wonderful place to find some tidbits about what is going on in the Literature world. However, that being said, you will want to keep an eye out also for various other news postings from your Literature Community Volunteers, and please take a moment to add them to your watch, so you will not miss out on a thing! Oh, and do not forget about our own resident tweeter, *Lit-Twitter, who always does a fantastic job collecting several more tidbits for us in all things Lit. Scrolling down, you will also find information geared towards other contests, groups and other news various links all related to Literature, so be sure to check them out.

My monthly Ladies of Lit series officially arrived last August. At any time, if there is a literature female deviant that you feel merits a feature; please Note me. Also, not sure who has already been featured? Take a look at the current listing. Along with that, I host a variety of group projects, a tri-monthly 30 Writers to Discover series, and the ongoing Writers Welcome Wagon.

:bulletpurple: Ladies of Lit Issue: Volume Thirty.
Don't forget to take part in the Ladies of Lit Mini-Contest. Your deadline is April 20th.
:bulletpurple: Latest Volume of 30 Wonderful Writers.
:bulletpurple: Writers Welcome Wagon Project.
Do not miss your chance to meet and mingle with other writers.
:bulletpurple: A wonderful Resources and Critique article courtesy of the #LitResources staff.
:bulletpurple: Get yourself Exposed, and read up on some tips for getting to know Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: The Literature CVs need your Feedback on the Literature Gallery Restructure!
:bulletpurple: April is NaPoWriMo (National poetry writing month!) Ready for the challenge? Check out these Tips, and also there is the new group #NaPoWriMo that you can submit your poetry to. And #Expose-Lit has a Map to help guide you.
:bulletpurple: Not in the mood for poetry this month? Check out Camp NaNoWriMo!
:bulletpurple: FotoFriday is Relaunching!
:bulletpurple: Who is the Sweetest Deviant you know? Nominate them today! Your deadline is April 15th.
:bulletpurple: `HaveTales-WillTell is hosting a contest showcasing Brevity in Lit. The deadline is April 30th.

Within the community, there are several Literature chatrooms to visit that might be of interest to you. However, if you feel uncomfortable in these chatrooms, you might find what you are looking for in the revamped Literature Forums. There are also several critique and prompt groups available for use towards all of your Literature-related needs. Below, you will find just a small sampling of what the community has to offer you:

:bulletpurple: #CRLiterature The official DeviantART Literature chatroom.
:bulletpurple: #Writersforlife Write, mingle, learn and keep writing for life.
:bulletpurple: #Writeroom Looking for tips, ideas and more, the Writeroomies are here for you.
:bulletpurple: #Cabal Srs bsns of literary discussion.

:bulletpurple: #CritiqueIt DeviantART's Quality Critique Club.
:bulletpurple: #Writers-Workshop Where the Writers Workshop Writing.
:bulletpurple: #ScreamPrompts Are You A Writer?
:bulletpurple: #HammeredPoetry Sick of clichés…Us Too.
:bulletpurple: #transliterations From One World to Another.
:bulletpurple: #LITplease A Club for Every Writer.

Throughout DeviantART, there are a number of resourceful news articles filled with features, contests and much, much more. Several deviants keep the literature community in the know with these articles. I am honored to present the creme of the crop, and invite you to fully explore what each article has to offer.

:bulletpurple: The Lit Gallery Volunteers' March Lit Daily Deviations. and Official CR Journal Updates.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate Loves DA Lit! Contests, Various Groups, Workshops and More.
:bulletpurple: ~wyldhoney finds Writers With Promise.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream has Publishing Resources.
:bulletpurple: `apocathary also has a collection of Miscellaneous Resources.
:bulletpurple: =julietcaesar does as well in Her Journal.
:bulletpurple: =SilverInkblot looks to read your Found Poetry
:bulletpurple: `GrimFace242 is looking for some Group Therapy and Undiscovered Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: ^NicSwaner uncovers an amazing E-Literature Catalog.
:bulletpurple: ~Mahi-Fish shares a Handy Poetry Checklist.
:bulletpurple: `mirz-alt helps us follow a Literary Compass.
:bulletpurple: =star-blazer picks out amazing Monthly Daily Lit.
:bulletpurple: =DrippingWords wants to Talk Writing.
:bulletpurple: `HaveTales-WillTell is all Lit Up.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory's got an eye for those who are Demonstrably Deviant.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream answers questions about Publishing.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate spotlights a League of Lit Groups.
:bulletpurple: `Jon-Law writes A Brilliant Writing Guide.

With the official groups feature in full swing, there is a whole array of Literature groups to join and support. Below, you will have the opportunity to check out just a few of the newest ones on DeviantART. And, if there is a group not listed here that may interest you, you might want to check out the official Literature Group Hub.

#Elocutionists, #Authors-Anonymous, #Book-Sanctuary, #confessional-poetry, #Forgotten-Fiction, #LiteratureDomain, #Beautiful-Poetry, #ToWriteTogether, #World-of-Literature, #WrittenLiterature, #Poetry-Clubhouse, #OurProse, #Writers-At-Heart, #AllLiteratureWelcome, #Glory-Be-Project, #LitLoveCommunity, #Writeandread, #The-Writing-Group, #PennyStories, #skinnywords, #How-To-Write-A-Book, #paper-forests,  #Poetry-Passion, #PassionforLiterature, #INeedAPen, #WritingMoreThanWords, #Literaturean, #NaHaiWriMo, #WriteInWinter, #Writers-Drive, #TheTitlePage, #minimalit, #WritingUniversal, #Peculiar-Poetry, #FreeVersePoetry, #All-For-Writing, #TheWritersWareHouse, #The-Asterismos, #OfSweetSerendipity, #TheMarmaladeTree.


--Any other Literature news that you would like to see in this reserved space? Note me.

Beautiful Blonde Bombshells



:bulletpurple: If you stop by, and would like to begin your journey on my DA homepage, may I suggest starting here. Also, if you are new to DA and need further assistance, please feel free to contact me if you cannot find what you are looking for in the FAQ section found here.

:bulletpurple: My official DeviantART Prayer Support Log. If there is someone you know who is in need of support, do let me know at any time and I will add them to the log.

:bulletpurple: I like to support Literature here by adding literature clubs/groups to my watch. If I have yet to add yours, feel free to leave me a comment.

:bulletpurple: Who is serving the Literature Community and what can they do for you? Your Community Volunteers for Literature are listed below as follows, along with their guidelines. You can freely contact them at any time with your questions or concerns.

^Beccalicious DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^neurotype   DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^NicSwaner   DD Suggestion Guidelines.

:bulletpurple: And, of course, here are some lovely stamps, to show your support!







:bulletpurple: Please stop by #The-Novelist-Club and feel free to join us, whether you are a writer, a poet, reader, or even a critic - we'd love to have you. We are currently accepting regular submissions and various pieces for our Workshops, so please show your support to these wonderful writers and stop by.

:bulletpurple: Looking to join a fun group which supports the exciting era of Abraham Lincoln by paying homage to his memory with fun panel discussions, Q and A sessions, book reviews and much, much more? Then #TheLincolnLegacy is the perfect place for you. Walks of all artistic life are warmly welcomed here.

:bulletpurple: #LungCancer-Awareness was created to bring awareness to a well-known cancer that has not only impacted the daily lives of the members of my own family – but so many others around us. Anything that you can do to promote awareness within your community can and will make a difference!

:bulletpurple: Wanting to keep an eye on all things Literature on DeviantART, and not sure where to turn? Your official Literature home #CRLiterature, is the place to find everything you could possibly want, from generalized information, resources, contests and more, so do not miss out.

:bulletpurple: Looking for some of the latest news about your Daily Deviations or that news article you may missed over the course of the month? Well then, #LitResources may be the very place for you to catch up on all of the latest happenings.

:bulletpurple: Everyone is welcome over at our group, And we realize that every writer has their own personality, interests, strengths and weaknesses, so we aim to provide unique pathways into the community for everyone. So go on - sign yourself up and get exposed over at #Expose-Lit.

:bulletpurple: Our judges at #TalentedWritersGuild are looking for your quality literature! So, if you have something that you feel will simultaneously move us, challenge us, and inspire us as readers - then we are the very group for you.

:bulletpurple: Looking for a delightful and positively charged environment to post your work and give others some encouragement and support? Then look no further than #ProjectPositivity.

:bulletpurple: I have added several updates to our local club #Indiana-Deviants, so if you are from Indiana, or just interested in Hoosier related news, please, by all means, join us! We would be more than happy to have you there. We are always looking to accept new submissions.


Though I have only had the pleasure of watching this deviant recently, his romantic and powerful work has struck a cord within me. There is a wondrous beauty in each piece, whether you are reading it in his native language or in English. Either way, there is much to be discovered and enjoyed within his gallery.

*lombregrise





Making journaling an art form since 2005. Journal Design & CSS
By `ginkgografix Exclusively for `LadyLincoln and best viewed in FireFox

Mid March News: Courage

Fri Mar 15, 2013, 12:01 AM


Momma would have turned sixty-five this year. It is an age milestone for some – in the United States, it usually means that you can officially (or unofficially, depending on your situation,) sign up for Medicare, and begin looking forward to retirement. Momma never had this opportunity. She took ill the February right before her semi-retirement at the age of sixty-two. She died ten months later. To this day, it has unsettled me that she never received the opportunity to fully enjoy her retirement from her thirty-six years as a senior administrator at her company. She started working there in 1974 – five years before I born. And yet, after all of this time, her friends and fellow co-workers still tell me how devoted and hardworking she was. We all miss her.

I feel indifferent about most family holidays now, without her. They just are not the same, nor will they ever be – but birthdays are still the hardest for me to face, most well know this. This year, I hope to attempt to re-connect with Momma's husband, Ed. It has been two years since we communicated, and it still stings. Right before Momma passed away, her last living request was for me to protect him, help see to his welfare, and try my best to be a good friend and daughter to him. I gave her my promise that I would. Since then, it has been a very frustrating ordeal, and this is defining it nicely. Since Momma's death, I sent card after card of sympathy, called numerous times, sent texts, offered to pray, drove by at different times/hours of the year on the off chance that I might see him (he was never home and never opted to share his schedule with me, though I asked,) I offered to buy him lunch/dinner on any of the off days I had from work, and again, he never bothered responding to anything.

After an exasperating year of this, I struggled with the notion of giving up on him. Everyone I sought council from in regards to this said I should. However, I could not, in good conscience, walk away without a fight. Though his slights hurt me deeply, I continued to hang on and reach out in the vain hopes that I might someday – finally – reach him. He never once asked how I was feeling, went out of his way to send sympathies on death anniversaries, or to remember a birthday – hers or mine. He still hasn't. And, despite all of the complications of Momma's past relationship with Terry, he put everything aside, and showed his love and support towards me. Granted, he has been a part of my life much longer, and I consider him to be my one and only "father figure," but it's the principle of the situation. Why couldn't Ed show some of the same consideration towards me? For a long time, I felt guilty for giving up on him. I felt that had I done so, I would be letting Momma down. After another long year of reflection (and more bittersweet silence on his end,) I realized I had done everything humanly possible.

On March seventeenth, Momma's birthday – I am going to try again, one last time.

I am going to drive over, pray with him, and remind him of Momma's beautiful spirit. It is still alive and well – in that she is never truly gone, because we are holding onto her precious memory by living out our lives the way she would have wanted: with love, strength and unwavering courage.



For those not as acquainted with me, my journal is a wonderful place to find some tidbits about what is going on in the Literature world. However, that being said, you will want to keep an eye out also for various other news postings from your Literature Community Volunteers, and please take a moment to add them to your watch, so you will not miss out on a thing! Oh, and do not forget about our own resident tweeter, *Lit-Twitter, who always does a fantastic job collecting several more tidbits for us in all things Lit. Scrolling down, you will also find information geared towards other contests, groups and other news various links all related to Literature, so be sure to check them out.

My monthly Ladies of Lit series officially arrived last August. At any time, if there is a literature female deviant that you feel merits a feature; please Note me. Also, not sure who has already been featured? Take a look at the current listing. Along with that, I host a variety of group projects, a tri-monthly 30 Writers to Discover series, and the ongoing Writers Welcome Wagon.

:new: Ladies of Lit Issue: Volume Twenty-nine.
:bulletpurple: Latest Volume of 30 Wonderful Writers.
:bulletpurple: Writers Welcome Wagon Project.
Do not miss your chance to meet and mingle with other writers.
:bulletpurple: A wonderful Resources and Critique article courtesy of the #LitResources staff.
:bulletpurple: Get yourself Exposed, and read up on some tips for getting to know Deviants in Lit.
:new: The Literature CVs need your Feedback on the Literature Gallery Restructure!
:bulletpurple: ^Beccalicious wants you to Write a Prompt. She also has Writing Opportunities for you. And, while you are at it, go Sponsor Her, to support Cancer research!
:new: In honor of Poetry Forms week, ^Beccalicious and the CV gang are hosting a Poetry Contest. The deadline is March 25th.
:new: `KathrynODriscoll's Review Project is back for March. The deadline is March 31.
:new: Who is the Sweetest Deviant you know? Nominate them today! Your deadline is April 15th.
:new: I am excited to announce the winners of the Unexpected Love Contest! They are:

First Place: Love Letters On the Train by =RosaryOfSighsx.

Second Place: There He Goes Again by *nightshade-keyblade.

Third Place: Strangely Fulfilling, Like Rabbit Hearts by =AzizrianDaoXrak.

Honorable Mentions:

Came But For Friendship by `mirz-alt.
Waiting by ~Raisonneur.
Last Chance by ~changers-n-mash.

And, by far, our most visually creative: Half the World Away by *ThornsofPurpleRoses.

Thank you to those who participated and donated prizes! See all entries here.

Within the community, there are several Literature chatrooms to visit that might be of interest to you. However, if you feel uncomfortable in these chatrooms, you might find what you are looking for in the revamped Literature Forums. There are also several critique and prompt groups available for use towards all of your Literature-related needs. Below, you will find just a small sampling of what the community has to offer you:

:bulletpurple: #CRLiterature The official DeviantART Literature chatroom.
:bulletpurple: #Writersforlife Write, mingle, learn and keep writing for life.
:bulletpurple: #Writeroom Looking for tips, ideas and more, the Writeroomies are here for you.
:bulletpurple: #Cabal Srs bsns of literary discussion.

:bulletpurple: #CritiqueIt DeviantART's Quality Critique Club.
:bulletpurple: #Writers-Workshop Where the Writers Workshop Writing.
:bulletpurple: #ScreamPrompts Are You A Writer?
:bulletpurple: #HammeredPoetry Sick of clichés…Us Too.
:bulletpurple: #transliterations From One World to Another.
:bulletpurple: #LITplease A Club for Every Writer.

Throughout DeviantART, there are a number of resourceful news articles filled with features, contests and much, much more. Several deviants keep the literature community in the know with these articles. I am honored to present the creme of the crop, and invite you to fully explore what each article has to offer.

:bulletpurple: The Lit Gallery Volunteers' February Lit Daily Deviations. and Official CR Journal Updates.
:new: `IrrevocableFate Loves DA Lit! Contests, Various Groups, Workshops and More.
:bulletpurple: ~wyldhoney finds Writers With Promise.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream has Publishing Resources.
:bulletpurple: `apocathary also has a collection of Miscellaneous Resources.
:bulletpurple: =julietcaesar does as well in Her Journal.
:bulletpurple: =SilverInkblot looks to read your Found Poetry
:new: `GrimFace242 is looking for some Group Therapy and Undiscovered Deviants in Lit.
:new: ^NicSwaner uncovers an amazing E-Literature Catalog.
:bulletpurple: ~Mahi-Fish shares a Handy Poetry Checklist.
:new: `mirz-alt helps us follow a Literary Compass.
:bulletpurple: =star-blazer picks out amazing Monthly Daily Lit.
:bulletpurple: =DrippingWords wants to Talk Writing.
:bulletpurple: `HaveTales-WillTell is all Lit Up.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory's got an eye for those who are Demonstrably Deviant.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream answers questions about Publishing.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate spotlights a League of Lit Groups.
:bulletpurple: `Jon-Law writes A Brilliant Writing Guide.

With the official groups feature in full swing, there is a whole array of Literature groups to join and support. Below, you will have the opportunity to check out just a few of the newest ones on DeviantART. And, if there is a group not listed here that may interest you, you might want to check out the official Literature Group Hub.

#through-the-pages, #Painted-From-Words, #Escape-To-Poetry, #BeautifulSong, #NovelHaven, #TheDesireProject, #PenToPage, #Literature-Out-Loud, #ScribesAndAll, #LiteratureJunkies, #Elocutionists, #Authors-Anonymous, #Book-Sanctuary, #confessional-poetry, #Forgotten-Fiction, #LiteratureDomain, #Beautiful-Poetry, #ToWriteTogether, #World-of-Literature, #WrittenLiterature, #Poetry-Clubhouse, #OurProse, #Writers-At-Heart, #AllLiteratureWelcome, #Glory-Be-Project, #LitLoveCommunity, #Writeandread, #The-Writing-Group, #PennyStories, #skinnywords, #How-To-Write-A-Book, #paper-forests,  #Poetry-Passion, #PassionforLiterature, #INeedAPen, ~TheQuillAndInk, #WritingMoreThanWords, #Literaturean, #NaHaiWriMo, #WriteInWinter, #Writers-Drive, #TheTitlePage.
:new: #minimalit, #WritingUniversal, ~HurtingPoets, #Peculiar-Poetry.


--Any other Literature news that you would like to see in this reserved space? Note me.

Unexpected Love Contest Winners
Love Letters On the TrainDear Stranger,
I'm leaving this post-it tucked in the side of the train-seat. If you're reading this, you've seen it. I've seen you sit here every few Monday mornings, sometimes tapping a bent, unlit cigarette against your thigh, sipping from your tea (who brings a tea cup onto a train anyway?); sometimes staring at the rain outside, or reading your well-worn, beaten copy of Jane Eyre (I hate that you fold the corners down - it's bibliophilic abuse. I wish the book would papercut you to defend itself a little, but I digress).
You seemed so sad this Monday morning past. Please smile again. I love it when your eyes catch the light of something
There He Goes AgainSo far, I can’t think of anyone who doesn't live for the end of the school year. The lie-ins, the longer days and the lazy afternoons feel like they might never end despite the fact that school hasn't released you. It’s just given you a head start before it comes creeping up when you least expect it, when the days have blended together and your calendar and alarm clock have been gathering dust.
Summer Lovin’ was just a song that brought back memories until the summer before my sixteenth birthday. My friends Ed and Hayden invited me to celebrate their birthdays since they turned 16 before school was out. We would go see a film at the cinema and take a meal, in any particular order. Their friend Ross was also invited, along with Ed’s girlfriend, Angela.
And Leda, most of all.
She arrived at school in February from the Caribbean where she had been living for three years. I'm not sure what she felt, landing at the corner of Afric
Strangely Fulfilling, Like Rabbit HeartsI was a hawk,
a sweeping, broom-winged raptor;
a scent of violent and raw hearts on the air
eating my fill of rabbits—

brown and copper-breath’d,
witch of the western woods
sipping my hemlock-spiked tea.

I distrusted words like “always”—
something about the way the mouth falls open,
the throat muscles that clench, chicken-necked.
Fragility has its dark side,
a biding time, like Snow White
as-yet un-poisoned.

I wonder if you smelled me,
smelled the challenge on my dustland sighs.
I know I could smell the thief on you.

You came from my own forest,
a sleek and curly-haired monster
indigo and antler’d.

You
Came But For FriendshipSome people believe in love at first sight. I can't say I'm one of those people. Seems that every single person I found myself attracted to ended up being a dud in the love department. Sure there were good times and some laughs, and even a bit of romance. Though none of them ever amounted to anything more than a few weeks of fun then a lot of tears and heartbreak.

That is, until I met the serial killer.

Okay, I'm being a bit extreme, he wasn't a serial killer, I just thought he was a serial killer. Well, that's not quite right, either. I didn't know if he was a serial killer, but he could have been. He certainly looked like one.

All right,
Waiting                                                                                HIM/HER
                                             I was simply sitting there/I stood at the door
                   Skimming lines I'd read many times before/Then took a hesitant step into the library
                                                          Hoping to find something deeper
                                        Than the shallowness I had been seeing around me
                                                     I thought perhaps here I would find it
                        Looking for meaning within the absurd/Among books, among scholars
Last ChanceJohn slowly lowered himself into the seat beside a young man of roughly twenty years of age.  He rubbed his knees as they gave an audible moan of relief after walking from the escalator to the airport terminal.  He placed his walking stick against the arm of the chair and dabbed the beads of sweat off his forehead with the handkerchief he produced from his tweed jacket.

Having replaced his horn-rimmed glasses onto his large crooked nose, and now that he was feeling quite settled, John noticed the young man beside him was stifling the quietest of sobs, his cheeks smeared with tearstains.  John had seen heartbreak before; the tell-tale red eye


Featuring the works of: =RosaryOfSighsx, *nightshade-keyblade, =AzizrianDaoXrak, and honorable mentions `mirz-alt, ~Raisonneur and ~changers-n-mash.


:bulletpurple: If you stop by, and would like to begin your journey on my DA homepage, may I suggest starting here. Also, if you are new to DA and need further assistance, please feel free to contact me if you cannot find what you are looking for in the FAQ section found here.

:bulletpurple: My official DeviantART Prayer Support Log. If there is someone you know who is in need of support, do let me know at any time and I will add them to the log.

:bulletpurple: I like to support Literature here by adding literature clubs/groups to my watch. If I have yet to add yours, feel free to leave me a comment.

:bulletpurple: Who is serving the Literature Community and what can they do for you? Your Community Volunteers for Literature are listed below as follows, along with their guidelines. You can freely contact them at any time with your questions or concerns.

^Beccalicious DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^neurotype   DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^NicSwaner   DD Suggestion Guidelines.

:bulletpurple: And, of course, here are some lovely stamps, to show your support!







:bulletpurple: Please stop by #The-Novelist-Club and feel free to join us, whether you are a writer, a poet, reader, or even a critic - we'd love to have you. We are currently accepting regular submissions and various pieces for our Workshops, so please show your support to these wonderful writers and stop by.

:bulletpurple: Looking to join a fun group which supports the exciting era of Abraham Lincoln by paying homage to his memory with fun panel discussions, Q and A sessions, book reviews and much, much more? Then #TheLincolnLegacy is the perfect place for you. Walks of all artistic life are warmly welcomed here.

:bulletpurple: #LungCancer-Awareness was created to bring awareness to a well-known cancer that has not only impacted the daily lives of the members of my own family – but so many others around us. Anything that you can do to promote awareness within your community can and will make a difference!

:bulletpurple: Wanting to keep an eye on all things Literature on DeviantART, and not sure where to turn? Your official Literature home #CRLiterature, is the place to find everything you could possibly want, from generalized information, resources, contests and more, so do not miss out.

:bulletpurple: Looking for some of the latest news about your Daily Deviations or that news article you may missed over the course of the month? Well then, #LitResources may be the very place for you to catch up on all of the latest happenings.

:bulletpurple: Everyone is welcome over at our group, And we realize that every writer has their own personality, interests, strengths and weaknesses, so we aim to provide unique pathways into the community for everyone. So go on - sign yourself up and get exposed over at #Expose-Lit.

:bulletpurple: Our judges at #TalentedWritersGuild are looking for your quality literature! So, if you have something that you feel will simultaneously move us, challenge us, and inspire us as readers - then we are the very group for you.

:bulletpurple: Looking for a delightful and positively charged environment to post your work and give others some encouragement and support? Then look no further than #ProjectPositivity.

:bulletpurple: I have added several updates to our local club #Indiana-Deviants, so if you are from Indiana, or just interested in Hoosier related news, please, by all means, join us! We would be more than happy to have you there. We are always looking to accept new submissions.


Shane is a down to earth, creative, beautiful soul who never fails to touch me – and others – with his well crafted poetry and prose. The honesty and enduring quality of his writing makes his outstanding gallery well worth reading, time and again.  

`thetaoofchaos





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March Growth

Fri Mar 1, 2013, 12:00 AM


Welcome to March!

With spring and a new season for us just around the corner, I hope to encourage everyone to begin this month with a renewed start, joining us within the community to continue to celebrate its ongoing, successful growth. It never ceases to amaze to see how many deviants join our ranks everyday, impacting us with their writing – and community spirit.

Recently, in honor of this revitalizing spring spirit within the Literature community, I asked other deviants to introduce me (again) to some wonderful writers, and still encourage it now. Everyday, nothing pleases me more than to have the honor to come across other writers that I have not had the opportunity to meet, or better yet, to discover some new, breathtaking work. One of the exciting things for me here is still having the chance to feature someone else that the community might not be as familiar with, or to have the change to re-introduce someone who has impacted me as a writer. I have discovered so many wonderful Literary deviants and friends through Ladies of Lit and 30 Writers to Discover. I smile at the impact it makes. I still wonder in happy amazement at times, what might have happened to me if I had not the good fortune in discovering deviants who now I cannot imagine being on DeviantART – my second home – without. They are beautiful ones, like the sweet *AGMeade, $wreckling, `Kneeling-Glory, =RosaryOfSighsx, `KathrynODriscoll…and so many others within the community who impact me on a daily basis with their gorgeous writing and beautiful, creative spirits.

Seven years here has given me so many wonderful, rare opportunities to also improve my craft, and I beyond thankful for it. When I began taking my writing somewhat more seriously towards the end of the nineteen nineties, I still have DeviantART and several of its fantastic deviants to thank for giving me the extra boost of daily encouragement to keep writing from the heart, and to share my stories. I might never have had the courage to pick up my pen and share those rare fragments of my soul, otherwise. It is such a blessing to continue to have the opportunity to read, share and make an impact. As cliché (but tried and true this is), writing does fuel the world. It also drives my daily passion to keep us all united with a common cause: finding your niche, and picking up the pen to make a difference.    



For those not as acquainted with me, my journal is a wonderful place to find some tidbits about what is going on in the Literature world. However, that being said, you will want to keep an eye out also for various other news postings from your Literature Community Volunteers, and please take a moment to add them to your watch, so you will not miss out on a thing! Oh, and do not forget about our own resident tweeter, *Lit-Twitter, who always does a fantastic job collecting several more tidbits for us in all things Lit. Scrolling down, you will also find information geared towards other contests, groups and other news various links all related to Literature, so be sure to check them out.

My monthly Ladies of Lit series officially arrived last August. At any time, if there is a literature female deviant that you feel merits a feature; please Note me. Also, not sure who has already been featured? Take a look at the current listing. Along with that, I host a variety of group projects, a tri-monthly 30 Writers to Discover series, and the ongoing Writers Welcome Wagon.

:bulletpurple: Ladies of Lit Issue: Volume Twenty-nine.
:bulletpurple: Latest Volume of 30 Wonderful Writers.
:bulletpurple: Writers Welcome Wagon Project.
Do not miss your chance to meet and mingle with other writers.
:bulletpurple: A wonderful Resources and Critique article courtesy of the #LitResources staff.
:bulletpurple: Get yourself Exposed, and read up on some tips for getting to know Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: The Literature CVs need your Feedback on the Literature Gallery Restructure!
:bulletpurple: ^Beccalicious wants you to Write a Prompt. She also has Writing Opportunities for you. And, while you are at it, go Sponsor Her, to support Cancer research!
:bulletpurple: The winners of the Unexpected Love Contest will be announced on March 15th, as per my monthly journal update.
:bulletpurple: In honor of Poetry Forms week, ^Beccalicious and the CV gang are hosting a Poetry Contest. The deadline is March 25th.
:bulletpurple: `KathrynODriscoll's Review Project is back for March. The deadline is March 31.

Within the community, there are several Literature chatrooms to visit that might be of interest to you. However, if you feel uncomfortable in these chatrooms, you might find what you are looking for in the revamped Literature Forums. There are also several critique and prompt groups available for use towards all of your Literature-related needs. Below, you will find just a small sampling of what the community has to offer you:

:bulletpurple: #CRLiterature The official DeviantART Literature chatroom.
:bulletpurple: #Writersforlife Write, mingle, learn and keep writing for life.
:bulletpurple: #Writeroom Looking for tips, ideas and more, the Writeroomies are here for you.
:bulletpurple: #Cabal Srs bsns of literary discussion.

:bulletpurple: #CritiqueIt DeviantART's Quality Critique Club.
:bulletpurple: #Writers-Workshop Where the Writers Workshop Writing.
:bulletpurple: #ScreamPrompts Are You A Writer?
:bulletpurple: #HammeredPoetry Sick of clichés…Us Too.
:bulletpurple: #transliterations From One World to Another.
:bulletpurple: #LITplease A Club for Every Writer.

Throughout DeviantART, there are a number of resourceful news articles filled with features, contests and much, much more. Several deviants keep the literature community in the know with these articles. I am honored to present the creme of the crop, and invite you to fully explore what each article has to offer.

:bulletpurple: The Lit Gallery Volunteers' February Lit Daily Deviations. and Official CR Journal Updates.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate Loves DA Lit! Contests, Various Groups, Workshops and More.
:bulletpurple: ~wyldhoney finds Writers With Promise.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream has Publishing Resources.
:bulletpurple: `apocathary also has a collection of Miscellaneous Resources.
:bulletpurple: =julietcaesar does as well in Her Journal.
:bulletpurple: =SilverInkblot looks to read your Found Poetry
:bulletpurple: `GrimFace242 is looking for some Group Therapy and Undiscovered Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: ^NicSwaner uncovers an amazing E-Literature Catalog.
:bulletpurple: ~Mahi-Fish shares a Handy Poetry Checklist.
:bulletpurple: `mirz-alt helps us follow a Literary Compass.
:bulletpurple: =star-blazer picks out amazing Monthly Daily Lit.
:bulletpurple: =DrippingWords wants to Talk Writing.
:bulletpurple: `HaveTales-WillTell is all Lit Up.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory's got an eye for those who are Demonstrably Deviant.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream answers questions about Publishing.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate spotlights a League of Lit Groups.
:bulletpurple: `Jon-Law writes A Brilliant Writing Guide.

With the official groups feature in full swing, there is a whole array of Literature groups to join and support. Below, you will have the opportunity to check out just a few of the newest ones on DeviantART. And, if there is a group not listed here that may interest you, you might want to check out the official Literature Group Hub.

#through-the-pages, #Painted-From-Words, #Escape-To-Poetry, #BeautifulSong, #NovelHaven, #TheDesireProject, #PenToPage, #Literature-Out-Loud, #ScribesAndAll, #LiteratureJunkies, #Elocutionists, #Authors-Anonymous, #Book-Sanctuary, #confessional-poetry, #Forgotten-Fiction, #LiteratureDomain, #Beautiful-Poetry, #ToWriteTogether, #World-of-Literature, #WrittenLiterature, #Poetry-Clubhouse, #OurProse, #Writers-At-Heart, #AllLiteratureWelcome, #Glory-Be-Project, #LitLoveCommunity, #Writeandread, #The-Writing-Group, #PennyStories, #skinnywords, #How-To-Write-A-Book, #paper-forests,  #Poetry-Passion, #PassionforLiterature, #INeedAPen, ~TheQuillAndInk, #WritingMoreThanWords, #Literaturean, #NaHaiWriMo, #WriteInWinter, #Writers-Drive, #TheTitlePage.

--Any other Literature news that you would like to see in this reserved space? Note me.

Of Love and Poets
Poets have the loneliest hearts.I drink morphine
like peach tea;
down 6 pills by morning
just to keep my mind
filled up
with nothing.

& I know I can go days
without speaking a word
but-

I want a moon shy girl
with wolves at her back,
bite mark ankles &
a bottle of writer’s tears
tucked under one arm.

I want to be end of the war
kisses bruised into her hipbones;
the epilogue written over her
tiger-striped skin.

With these wisteria limbs
February cold, &
these weak lungs
exhaling coralline whispers,

I’ve got a tongue for words
but still have no idea how to love
a universe girl.
In absence of a poem.I chewed my pen to the nib
and swallowed the ink thoughtlessly,
but no matter how long I thought,
I couldn't say what you mean to me.

I tried, I tried and I tested,
every word in my diminutive range,
but I screwed up more pieces of paper
and happened upon something strange;

I noticed words, which have served me,
for all of my formative years,
had no power to convey my gratitude
for the times that you dried my tears.

Whenever I doubt myself (often),
You're the one who tells me I'm wrong
You lift up my chin and remind me, wait
for the good things that will come along.

I can't find a way to express how
you are the saving grace in my head.
So
My words are flightless birds      Hey, is it okay now?
     Is it alright to tell you how
     I cannot eat,
     I cannot sleep, I always,
     Always want to weep
     I look for you in lonely corners
     Of bus-bus-busy streets;
     Turn around

           You are nowhere to be found

Can you keep my secret?
I don't want to keep
Regretting
Let me spill, shout it out
I long to know all you're about

I want to feel
Your steady gaze
Stuck on my skin
As I graze
Your lips with mine; I cannot find
My head, lost in a maze
Of you
I am unscrewed, feigning
Shrewdness

     My words are flightless
     Birds whose
     Heartbeats cause erratic echoes
   
desire in minor keyif only i were strings on your guitar,
to be touched and teased
till tremendous tremolo echoed
in these hollowing bones
fretting for your affectionate fingers to thrum
percussion gently along this rough curvature
my unvarnished body, natural concavities
resonating the rhythm of your sweet phalangeal beats
the heat, in each of your lovely palms, washing over me -
bending me, until i sing into the void
an anthem only yours
give me a voice
pluck calloused, never callously,
the notes growing slowly outward
from this sonorous garden,
my musical soul
sighs a song for you
each note hung, neatly strung, and laced
through my being -
would you find them all for me?
could you release each one,
with the delicate strums from your easy hands?
arpeggiate me amorously
away into the evening
until my frame is fully known
and the very molecules in me hum
as those caressed in your guitar
gently balanced upon your knee
the strings of which you touch and tease
and strum the love
to me


Featuring the works of: ~DearPoetry, `KathrynODriscoll, =Sammur-amat and *0hgravity.


:bulletpurple: If you stop by, and would like to begin your journey on my DA homepage, may I suggest starting here. Also, if you are new to DA and need further assistance, please feel free to contact me if you cannot find what you are looking for in the FAQ section found here.

:bulletpurple: My official DeviantART Prayer Support Log. If there is someone you know who is in need of support, do let me know at any time and I will add them to the log.

:bulletpurple: I like to support Literature here by adding literature clubs/groups to my watch. If I have yet to add yours, feel free to leave me a comment.

:bulletpurple: Who is serving the Literature Community and what can they do for you? Your Community Volunteers for Literature are listed below as follows, along with their guidelines. You can freely contact them at any time with your questions or concerns.

^Beccalicious DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^neurotype   DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^NicSwaner   DD Suggestion Guidelines.

:bulletpurple: And, of course, here are some lovely stamps, to show your support!







:bulletpurple: Please stop by #The-Novelist-Club and feel free to join us, whether you are a writer, a poet, reader, or even a critic - we'd love to have you. We are currently accepting regular submissions and various pieces for our Workshops, so please show your support to these wonderful writers and stop by.

:bulletpurple: Looking to join a fun group which supports the exciting era of Abraham Lincoln by paying homage to his memory with fun panel discussions, Q and A sessions, book reviews and much, much more? Then #TheLincolnLegacy is the perfect place for you. Walks of all artistic life are warmly welcomed here.

:bulletpurple: #LungCancer-Awareness was created to bring awareness to a well-known cancer that has not only impacted the daily lives of the members of my own family – but so many others around us. Anything that you can do to promote awareness within your community can and will make a difference!

:bulletpurple: Wanting to keep an eye on all things Literature on DeviantART, and not sure where to turn? Your official Literature home #CRLiterature, is the place to find everything you could possibly want, from generalized information, resources, contests and more, so do not miss out.

:bulletpurple: Looking for some of the latest news about your Daily Deviations or that news article you may missed over the course of the month? Well then, #LitResources may be the very place for you to catch up on all of the latest happenings.

:bulletpurple: Everyone is welcome over at our group, And we realize that every writer has their own personality, interests, strengths and weaknesses, so we aim to provide unique pathways into the community for everyone. So go on - sign yourself up and get exposed over at #Expose-Lit.

:bulletpurple: Our judges at #TalentedWritersGuild are looking for your quality literature! So, if you have something that you feel will simultaneously move us, challenge us, and inspire us as readers - then we are the very group for you.

:bulletpurple: Looking for a delightful and positively charged environment to post your work and give others some encouragement and support? Then look no further than #ProjectPositivity.

:bulletpurple: I have added several updates to our local club #Indiana-Deviants, so if you are from Indiana, or just interested in Hoosier related news, please, by all means, join us! We would be more than happy to have you there. We are always looking to accept new submissions.


Shane is a down to earth, creative, beautiful soul who never fails to touch me – and others – with his well crafted poetry and prose. The honesty and enduring quality of his writing makes his outstanding gallery well worth reading, time and again.  

`thetaoofchaos





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Life Without Momma: Reflections

Journal Entry: Mon Feb 25, 2013, 12:17 AM
Two years is a long time. On some days, it feels indefinite when your kindred spirit, greatest supporter, fellow artist, friend, and dearest mother are no longer by your side. The winter days especially, feel cold and empty. The traditional "family" oriented holidays and celebrations are still the hardest to face. I dread my birthdays the most, because I know I will think of her and wonder why she could not be here to celebrate it with me. The littlest trinkets that she gave to me over the years that seemed insignificant at the time take on a whole new definition of sentimental meaning. My memories of her, all of the precious ones that grow more distant over the changing passages of time, become more valuable.

In her prime, my Momma was one of strongest, most determined people you would meet. Everyday, she followed her own path, and did things her way. When someone said she could not do something, she always proved him or her wrong. She was proud, and never let anyone or anything push her down, or to destroy her spirit. She lived a difficult life, having first lost her own mother at age twelve, who was murdered by her father. Momma could not have understood then the powerful impact this would have in her future, when she would have her own daughter. She was overprotective, but fiercely loving.

Moving from place to place, lacking the stability in her private life early on, she still managed to carve out a respectable living for herself. She gained her independence after two rocky marriages to men who deeply hurt her, proving that despite hardship, she could find her true happiness. Over the years, as a single parent, my dear "Momma Sue," as she was affectionately known to members outside of the family, taught me the values of loyalty, strength, respect, honesty, and hard work. I will never forget how astounded I was daily, at her tireless efforts to make a difference, whether as an employee, friend or mother figure. Momma took on every role eagerly, and in time, became a fearless leader of sorts.

She was, of course, not without her faults. Her temper was fiery at times, and her impatience for lack of perfection was the most apparent in her beautiful artwork. Momma would get frustrated at times if something she were working on was not quite right, having a tendency to do it over and over and over again to the point of aggravation for others who were involved, attempting to obtain the end result that she wanted. This daily striving for perfection in all things did not always make living with her easy. I would push myself too hard at times, struggling to meet her standards. But, throughout it all, the highs and lows, we stood by each other, encouraging one another, and being one another's strength.

When she was diagnosed with Lung Cancer in the May of 2010, her tireless devotion to others was given back to her, tenfold. Toward the end of her life, Momma grew overwhelmed by the outpouring of support, but the daily vigor that kept her passionate about living her life, her way, continued to always inspire others, perhaps even without her realizing it. She made a difference, for me and for those fortunate enough to personally know her, and to be loved and cherished by her. Momma rarely let others into her inner sphere, with good reason, since mistrust was her mainstay for several years. However, her courage, wisdom, strength and amazing resourcefulness in the face of adversity, were just a few of the wonderful things that defined her character over the years, before her heartbreaking death.


On my mother's shadowSeeing her now, she's always in yellow:  
buttercup, lemon, ripe wheat
in the sun as observed from the screen

of an oncoming car; her hems always
swaying, as if a dress
could capture life. I'd left her, blue

and lost, in the wilderness, far gone
but not far enough to keep her
from tracking a path back to old haunts

with a few jaundiced dreams
and her pockets stuffed with crumbs.

.
Lilacs Stage four lung cancer, they said. Six months, at best. You held on for so long, chemotherapy jovially turning you from a white haired lady in to a wig topped moppet. Vitamin C treatments, pills, sleep. Doctors, hospitals, tears and upset stomachs. To make you feel better, we announced that I was pregnant with your eleventh grandchild, and we hoped to God in Heaven that you would meet her. And you did. You clutched her to you with the fierce passion of somebody who has created a life inside of them and spooned her cake on her first birthday...and a month later you faded away.

When the call came, I was sitting on my living room floor. It wa
Dear Mom Dear Mom,

[I know this really isn't a letter like I promised, but you should be used to me giving less then I say I will]

I'm going to feel bad, throwing you into the ocean.

I'm going to have to clench my teeth, close my eyes, and grip my hip [because you're there, forever; in jagged scar tissue with upside down mountain capped M's and a blocky O, you're there, forever.] to keep myself from diving in after you and gathering you back together with the finest cheesecloth, molding you back together and filling you with all the beautiful things you've been drained of. I'll jam sea glass in your eye sockets and replace your weak bird bones wit
when someone you loved becomes a memoryi'm interested in things falling,
breaking,
and being forgotten.
i like to see
glass bleed,
it makes me realise
i'm not the only thing
running red.

when i look,
i see passing eyes
roam the lines of my arms,
italian winding roads,
and quickly rush away
into their houses.
nobody likes to watch
something
slowly crumble-

if it isn't a crash,
a tragic accident,
an innocent death
at a hundred miles per hour,
but a drawn out,
intentional decay,
a condemned building
with cracking windows-

you will always see
the whites of their eyes
as they turn away
so as to never meet
the deadness
in yours.
For My MotherI too clearly remember
the white of your panties
peeking out from the gap
in your wrinkled hospital gown—
further hardening my teenage heart

No one owns disgust
like a 13-year-old can

The cancer wrapped itself around your windpipe;
you never came home

It's been thirty years now.
Did you know that I loved you?
28. Sorrowsubmerged;
drowning.
in over my head.
surrounded,
unable to escape
the captivity
of my own soul.

loss;
bereavement
holds me hostage.
time steals
from me
the things that
i cherish.
the things that
i love.

visceral
melancholy.
life is a paradox.
striving for
happiness,
we land in
despair.

sorrow,
and anguish,
and life
everlasting.
will i live
long enough
to see
my way though?


The daily encouragement given towards me makes such a world of difference, as I continue to face a different life without Momma. As I reflect on another year gone by, I stay appreciative for the little blessings. I smile at the memories, and stay optimistic. I kept the vow to make my Momma proud, by doing everything to honor her memory by grasping onto her fighting spirit – and forging my own positive path in the world.

Mid February News: Strength

Fri Feb 15, 2013, 12:00 AM


While the busy month of February continues, I carry on with strength in my heart – as one of the most difficult monthly anniversaries approach. To say the very least, it has been a wearisome last few months. Though, the endless support and love, especially amongst the community here has been nothing short of marvelous. Spending precious time with my cherished friends here is one of the brightest parts of my day. The tremendous feeling of joy often outweighs the sadness, and I feel blessed.

I have found that we discover our little blessings at times when we are not looking for them. Recently, I prayed to find a joyful distraction for my pain. While I was searching for the answers in the end that I knew were inevitable, the journey was worth making. I have spent a great deal reflecting and holding onto those priceless fragments of hope and love. And, February is the season for remembering how important love is. However, I never need an excuse to express just how important my loved ones are – as I make it a point to do so every single day of my life. This is a healthy habit to develop. Reaching out to bring joy to others also makes a difference in his or her life, and it does matter. Sadly, there are so many unhappy souls that need the support. This is a difficult time of year for many. I know from my own past experiences how bittersweet that feeling of loneliness can be. On occasion, you feel as if you may drown in your sorrows. The trick is to not allow them to defeat you.

It is always best to look for the happiness in life, and hold onto the love. Sometimes, we discover this in the most unexpected of places. I will always believe in some aspects of fate, and that everything happens to us for a reason. We may not know the logic or lesson for it at the time it occurs, but the higher being has a plan for us. Everyday, we encounter other individuals who change us, mold us, and alter our perceptions, making us wonder how we lived without knowing them. At times, the lessons are painful. My Momma wisely reminded me that intertwining souls travel the same roads for a while, and then, after a time – once they provided what the higher being felt we needed – the paths changed course and separated. I asked her why this had to hurt so much, and why we must let these people go. Then and now, I dislike(d) burning bridges without a fight. She re-assured me that if the love we were fighting to hold onto was strong enough to keep us united, and then the conflicts that were attempting to ultimately divide us would not stand a chance.

I have never forgotten that lesson she taught me, or the importance of giving others the benefit of the doubt. All my life, I watched her fight until her last breath to hold onto something that meant the world to her. In the end, she finally gained the happiness that she desired. I was overjoyed for her, and continued to pray for that same bliss and uplifting strength for myself, as I followed my own path. Just remember that no matter what roads we choose to follow, and how it impacts us along the way; never stop believing that reaching out to love others, for better or for worse, makes a difference.



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My monthly Ladies of Lit series officially arrived last August. At any time, if there is a literature female deviant that you feel merits a feature; please Note me. Also, not sure who has already been featured? Take a look at the current listing. Along with that, I host a variety of group projects, a tri-monthly 30 Writers to Discover series, and the ongoing Writers Welcome Wagon.

:star: If I missed something, do not hesitate to let me know. I have been absent for a month, and am trying to get caught up on all of my messages from January.

:new: Ladies of Lit Issue: Volume Twenty-eight.
I am in dire need of your suggestions for March 7th's article, so note me!
:new: Latest Volume of 30 Wonderful Writers.
:bulletpurple: Writers Welcome Wagon Project and Devious Writers Feature.
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Throughout DeviantART, there are a number of resourceful news articles filled with features, contests and much, much more. Several deviants keep the literature community in the know with these articles. I am honored to present the creme of the crop, and invite you to fully explore what each article has to offer.

:bulletpurple: The Lit Gallery Volunteers' January Lit Daily Deviations. and Official CR Journal Updates.
:new: `IrrevocableFate Loves DA Lit! Contests, Various Groups, Workshops and More.
:bulletpurple: ~wyldhoney finds Writers With Promise.
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:bulletpurple: =julietcaesar does as well in Her Journal.
:new: =SilverInkblot looks to read your Found Poetry
:bulletpurple: `GrimFace242 is looking for some Group Therapy and Undiscovered Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: ~Mahi-Fish shares a Handy Poetry Checklist.
:new: `mirz-alt helps us follow a Literary Compass.
:new: =star-blazer picks out amazing Monthly Daily Lit.
:new: =DrippingWords wants to Talk Writing.
:bulletpurple: `HaveTales-WillTell is all Lit Up.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory's got an eye for those who are Demonstrably Deviant.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream answers questions about Publishing.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate spotlights a League of Lit Groups.
:bulletpurple: `Jon-Law writes A Brilliant Writing Guide.

With the official groups feature in full swing, there is a whole array of Literature groups to join and support. Below, you will have the opportunity to check out just a few of the newest ones on DeviantART. And, if there is a group not listed here that may interest you, you might want to check out the official Literature Group Hub.

#all4poetry, #Poems-Galore, #Good-Literature, #The-Writers-Study, #the-writers-workshop, #TheRoyalScribe, #wordsfromyoursoul, #ShadowPoetry, #9bottles, #DA-Poetics, #through-the-pages, #Painted-From-Words, #Escape-To-Poetry, #BeautifulSong, #NovelHaven, #TheDesireProject, #PenToPage, #Literature-Out-Loud, #ScribesAndAll, #LiteratureJunkies, #Elocutionists, #Authors-Anonymous, #Book-Sanctuary, #confessional-poetry, #Forgotten-Fiction, #LiteratureDomain, #Beautiful-Poetry, #ToWriteTogether, #World-of-Literature, #WrittenLiterature, #Poetry-Clubhouse, #OurProse, #Writers-At-Heart, #AllLiteratureWelcome, #Glory-Be-Project, #LitLoveCommunity, #Writeandread, #The-Writing-Group, #PennyStories, #skinnywords, #How-To-Write-A-Book, #paper-forests,  #Poetry-Passion.
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February Hope

Fri Feb 1, 2013, 12:00 AM


Welcome to February.

First, I wished to thank all of you who offered their support to me while I was away. This wonderful community has always deeply touched and honored me with its thoughtful generosity. I took my quiet time away for much needed rest. I feel that I do not have enough words to express to everyone how greatly I missed them, but I am hopeful that all of you have been well and happy. I am also eager to hear from everyone – do write and share how January has kept you, and send a smile or two my way.

For a long time, I drifted back and forth, fighting with depression, emotionally and physically. Granted, I still am trying to find my way back, but it is difficult. The hardest part of this portion of the year is the realization that the one person who understood me far better than anyone else…is forever gone now. And, as the days turn into years, the light of her precious memory that I am fighting to hold onto grows dimmer. I fear that I might eventually lose sight of her face, her voice, and her strength. Toward the first half of last December, we lost two patients. One of these patients reminded me so much of my momma. As everything began to escalate beyond my control, I grew horrified, and it was one of the few times I struggled with being in the role I was in, feeling an overwhelming sense of helplessness. All I could see was my momma's face. And though there was nothing more to be done, I just could not get past that reoccurring feeling of failing – while it continued to bring back painful memories of my Momma. Over and over, the same heartbreaking questions began to haunt me: what more could I do? Why couldn't I try to push my Momma to take better care of herself? And, why couldn't I take better care of her, and these two patients that now needed me?

My dearest friend tried re-assuring me that everything that could be done (in both instances in the past and present,) was done, but the agonized feeling continued to gnaw away at me. My horrible insomnia came back in staggering force. I think I may have slept maybe between fifteen and twenty hours the entire months of November and December. Every day, when made to face the ER, tears swelled into my eyes and I found it difficult to focus on my daily tasks. But, I kept forcing myself to go to work, because of so little staff, and guilt for desiring to call in, when RNs were desperately needed, as the flu season was making everyone miserable, including me. Patient intakes were off the charts, and everyone was either tired, frustrated, or both. When not working, (which was rare!) the frequent, ongoing upsets in my personal life also came to head, before and after the holidays, which led me to my near-breaking point.

Needless to say, I am somewhat recovered now, since I have prayed about it daily, and gotten some serious rest, but I am still fighting to keep my positive spirits up. I thank God everyday for the support I received, and continue to receive. For without it, I might not have been strong enough to keep fighting to push myself away from my inner demons, pull myself up, and see the positive. It is easy to forget how close you are to the edge when you are hurting so badly, but hope is always a powerful force. One of the most important lessons I learned throughout this was to keep a strong faith in yourself, even when you feel at odds with your battling demons. You may never truly know the power of your own will until it is tested. We alone make the choice to allow for it to destroy us, or to make us stronger. I choose the latter.



For those not as acquainted with me, my journal is a wonderful place to find some tidbits about what is going on in the Literature world. However, that being said, you will want to keep an eye out also for various other news postings from your Literature Community Volunteers, and please take a moment to add them to your watch, so you will not miss out on a thing! Oh, and do not forget about our own resident tweeter, *Lit-Twitter, who always does a fantastic job collecting several more tidbits for us in all things Lit. Scrolling down, you will also find information geared towards other contests, groups and other news various links all related to Literature, so be sure to check them out.

My monthly Ladies of Lit series officially arrived last August. At any time, if there is a literature female deviant that you feel merits a feature; please Note me. Also, not sure who has already been featured? Take a look at the current listing. Along with that, I host a variety of group projects, a tri-monthly 30 Writers to Discover series, and the ongoing Writers Welcome Wagon.

:star: If I missed something, do not hesitate to let me know. I have been absent for a month, and am trying to get caught up on all of my messages from January.

:heart: Do not forget to go and congratulate our newest Seniors. Especially our Literature deviants, who I am so proud of! `dreamsinstatic, `FuzzyHoser, `GrimFace242, `MagicalJoey, `mirz-alt, `OfOneSoul, `raspil, `thetaoofchaos, and `vespera.

:bulletpurple: Ladies of Lit Issue: Volume Twenty-eight.
I am in dire need of your suggestions for March 7th's article, so note me!
:bulletpurple: Latest Volume of 30 Wonderful Writers.
:bulletpurple: Writers Welcome Wagon Project and Devious Writers Feature.
Do not miss your chance to meet and mingle with other writers.
:bulletpurple: A wonderful Resources and Critique article courtesy of the #LitResources staff.
:bulletpurple: Get yourself Exposed, and read up on some tips for getting to know Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: ^Beccalicious wants you to Write a Prompt. She also has Writing Opportunities for you. And, while you are at it, go Sponsor Her, to support Cancer research!
:bulletpurple: `thorns Complaint Challenge is back. The Deadline is February 9th.
:bulletpurple: `KathrynODriscoll is hosting a Review Project. The deadline is February 14th.
:bulletpurple: The Lit Moderators are also hosting The Alternate Universe Contest. Need ideas? Click Here. The Deadline is February 18th.
:bulletpurple: Check out my new Unexpected Love Contest. The Deadline is March 1st.

Within the community, there are several Literature chatrooms to visit that might be of interest to you. However, if you feel uncomfortable in these chatrooms, you might find what you are looking for in the revamped Literature Forums. There are also several critique and prompt groups available for use towards all of your Literature-related needs. Below, you will find just a small sampling of what the community has to offer you:

:bulletpurple: #CRLiterature The official DeviantART Literature chatroom.
:bulletpurple: #Writersforlife Write, mingle, learn and keep writing for life.
:bulletpurple: #Writeroom Looking for tips, ideas and more, the Writeroomies are here for you.
:bulletpurple: #Cabal Srs bsns of literary discussion.

:bulletpurple: #CritiqueIt DeviantART's Quality Critique Club.
:bulletpurple: #Writers-Workshop Where the Writers Workshop Writing.
:bulletpurple: #ScreamPrompts Are You A Writer?
:bulletpurple: #HammeredPoetry Sick of clichés…Us Too.
:bulletpurple: #transliterations From One World to Another.
:bulletpurple: #LITplease A Club for Every Writer.

Throughout DeviantART, there are a number of resourceful news articles filled with features, contests and much, much more. Several deviants keep the literature community in the know with these articles. I am honored to present the creme of the crop, and invite you to fully explore what each article has to offer.

:bulletpurple: The Lit Gallery Volunteers' January Lit Daily Deviations. and Official CR Journal Updates.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate Loves DA Lit! Contests, Various Groups, Workshops and More.
:bulletpurple: ~wyldhoney finds Writers With Promise.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream has Publishing Resources.
:bulletpurple: `apocathary also has a collection of Miscellaneous Resources.
:bulletpurple: =julietcaesar does as well in Her Journal.
:bulletpurple: =SilverInkblot looks to read your Found Poetry
:bulletpurple: `GrimFace242 is looking for some Group Therapy and Undiscovered Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: ~Mahi-Fish shares a Handy Poetry Checklist.
:bulletpurple: `mirz-alt helps us follow a Literary Compass.
:bulletpurple: =star-blazer picks out amazing Monthly Daily Lit.
:bulletpurple: =DrippingWords wants to Talk Writing.
:bulletpurple: `HaveTales-WillTell is all Lit Up.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory's got an eye for those who are Demonstrably Deviant.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream answers questions about Publishing.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate spotlights a League of Lit Groups.
:bulletpurple: `Jon-Law writes A Brilliant Writing Guide.

With the official groups feature in full swing, there is a whole array of Literature groups to join and support. Below, you will have the opportunity to check out just a few of the newest ones on DeviantART. And, if there is a group not listed here that may interest you, you might want to check out the official Literature Group Hub.

#all4poetry, #Poems-Galore, #Good-Literature, #The-Writers-Study, #the-writers-workshop, #TheRoyalScribe, #wordsfromyoursoul, #ShadowPoetry, #9bottles, #DA-Poetics, #through-the-pages, #Painted-From-Words, #Escape-To-Poetry, #BeautifulSong, #NovelHaven, #TheDesireProject, #PenToPage, #Literature-Out-Loud, #ScribesAndAll, #LiteratureJunkies, #Elocutionists, #Authors-Anonymous, #Book-Sanctuary, #confessional-poetry, #Forgotten-Fiction, #LiteratureDomain, #Beautiful-Poetry, #ToWriteTogether, #World-of-Literature, #WrittenLiterature, #Poetry-Clubhouse, #OurProse, #Writers-At-Heart, #AllLiteratureWelcome, #Glory-Be-Project, #LitLoveCommunity, #Writeandread, #The-Writing-Group, #PennyStories, #skinnywords, #How-To-Write-A-Book, #paper-forests,  #Poetry-Passion.

--Any other Literature news that you would like to see in this reserved space? Note me.

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:bulletpurple: I like to support Literature here by adding literature clubs/groups to my watch. If I have yet to add yours, feel free to leave me a comment.

:bulletpurple: Who is serving the Literature Community and what can they do for you? Your Community Volunteers for Literature are listed below as follows, along with their guidelines. You can freely contact them at any time with your questions or concerns.

^Beccalicious DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^neurotype   DD Suggestion Guidelines.
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:bulletpurple: And, of course, here are some lovely stamps, to show your support!







:bulletpurple: Please stop by :iconthe-novelist-club: and feel free to join us, whether you are a writer, a poet, reader, or even a critic - we'd love to have you. We are currently accepting regular submissions and various pieces for our Workshops, so please show your support to these wonderful writers and stop by.

:bulletpurple: Looking to join a fun group which supports the exciting era of Abraham Lincoln by paying homage to his memory with fun panel discussions, Q and A sessions, book reviews and much, much more? Then #TheLincolnLegacy is the perfect place for you. Walks of all artistic life are warmly welcomed here.

:bulletpurple: #LungCancer-Awareness was created to bring awareness to a well-known cancer that has not only impacted the daily lives of the members of my own family – but so many others around us. Anything that you can do to promote awareness within your community can and will make a difference!

:bulletpurple: Looking for some of the latest news about your Daily Deviations or that news article you may missed over the course of the month? Well then, #LitResources may be the very place for you to catch up on all of the latest happenings.

:bulletpurple: Everyone is welcome over at our group, And we realize that every writer has their own personality, interests, strengths and weaknesses, so we aim to provide unique pathways into the community for everyone. So go on - sign yourself up and get exposed over at #Expose-Lit.

:bulletpurple: Our judges at #TalentedWritersGuild are looking for your quality literature! So, if you have something that you feel will simultaneously move us, challenge us, and inspire us as readers - then we are the very group for you.

:bulletpurple: Looking for a delightful and positively charged environment to post your work and give others some encouragement and support? Then look no further than #ProjectPositivity.

:bulletpurple: I have added several updates to our local club #Indiana-Deviants, so if you are from Indiana, or just interested in Hoosier related news, please, by all means, join us! We would be more than happy to have you there. We are always looking to accept new submissions.


Jen's caring nature shines through in every piece of heartfelt writing in her gallery. Her beautiful words often convey to us her unending, endearing story about her tenderness and strength of heart.

*BeyondJen





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January Hiatus

Journal Entry: Tue Jan 1, 2013, 12:00 AM
My dearest community,


I will be on a month long hiatus from DeviantART. These past few weeks have been extremely difficult for me on many levels. I need some time away from here for myself to re-evaluate things. I am nearing a personal breaking point, and I do not wish for it to affect my community efforts. I am taking my dearest friend's advice to heart, and fighting to put myself first, for a change. I need some time away from here to breathe. I wished I could say that I was not deeply hurting, but I am. January and February are the cruelest months for me, and I need rest, relaxation and healing time.

In the meantime, note me Ladies of Lit suggestions for February. Also be aware that I will not be interviewing anyone for next month's article. However, I will be adding in additional features, so I encourage all of your suggestions. If you do not feel up to this, send along encouraging notes, instead. I hope to have delightful messages to look forward to, when I return.
Take care of yourselves. I love and treasure all of you.


Blessings,
Jenene


Mid December News: Blessings

Journal Entry: Sat Dec 15, 2012, 12:01 AM
Personal News

As the December season continues in full force, I take several moments to count the blessings that life has to offer and to savor these joys. Despite how difficult it is to be joyous during this time of year, I am thankful for so many things. I try my best to focus on the positive memories when my painful winter heartbreak settles in, as I do everything I can to adhere to my hope and strength.

Everyday, I do my best to reach out to others in a loving way, because life is simply too short to take the love we receive and those everyday life blessings for granted. Many often forget to say 'thank you,' or 'I appreciate you,' or 'I love you,' and to know just how important it sometimes is. I certainly know that other writers can appreciate the value and beauty of words, and what they ultimately mean to us. I also realize sometimes (without meaning to,) we overlook someone else's pain, because we are so hurt and blindsided by our own to open our eyes, and see through another individual's perspective. It is just as easy for everyone to take a moment to reach out to others, as it is to choose to ignore their tribulations. I prefer to be pro-active, and extend my hand and my heart to others. In my own heart, I know that this is what my Momma would have wanted. I pray everyday that I continue to make her proud by loving others, and by standing by my word.

This year, I pray for well being and happiness. Always take the time to reflect, and to remember what the holiday season is really about. It is never about those empty, physical things. These things can be replaced and forgotten. The caring season is about expressing our love, hopes, and by cherishing those around us who make differences in our lives, reminding us what we mean to them. When I fondly recall my own special memories, I think first of family. Through each endearing lesson we learn for the upcoming year, never forget that despite how alone you may feel at times, someone out there is thinking of you – and loves and values you more than you might ever know.

A Bit of Literature

For those not as acquainted with me, my journal is a wonderful place to find some tidbits about what is going on in the Literature world. However, that being said, you will want to keep an eye out also for various other news postings from your Literature Community Volunteers, and please take a moment to add them to your watch, so you will not miss out on a thing! Oh, and do not forget about our own resident tweeter, *Lit-Twitter, who always does a fantastic job collecting several more tidbits for us in all things Lit. Scrolling down, you will also find information geared towards other contests, groups and other news various links all related to Literature, so be sure to check them out.

My monthly Ladies of Lit series officially arrived last August. At any time, if there is a literature female deviant that you feel merits a feature; please Note me. Also, not sure who has already been featured? Take a look at the current listing. Along with that, I host a variety of group projects, a tri-monthly 30 Writers to Discover series, and the ongoing Writers Welcome Wagon.

:new: Ladies of Lit Issue: Volume Twenty-Seven.
:new: Latest Volume of 30 Wonderful Writers.
:bulletpurple: Writers Welcome Wagon Project and Devious Writers Feature.
Do not miss your chance to meet and mingle with other writers.
:bulletpurple: Help me promote Lung Cancer Awareness. The deadline is January 1st.
:bulletpurple: A wonderful Resources and Critique article courtesy of the #LitResources staff.
:bulletpurple: Get yourself Exposed, and read up on some tips for getting to know Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: *ThornyEnglishRose is starting her Vintage Christmas Contest. The deadline is December 17th.
:new: `KathrynODriscoll hopes to read your Magical Memories. The deadline is January 12.
:bulletpurple: =Sammur-amat is hosting a New Years Contest. The deadline is January 21st.
:bulletpurple: `innocencedied2nite wants you to open your heart and Give Something Back.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory wants you to be a literary hero. Help report a Miscat.
:new: ^Beccalicious poses an exciting experiment for the Literature community.
:new: ^NicSwaner makes the call for support for the #Elocutionists.
:new: `raspil has another insightful journal telling it like it is. Give it a read.

Within the community, there are several Literature chatrooms to visit that might be of interest to you. However, if you feel uncomfortable in these chatrooms, you might find what you are looking for in the revamped Literature Forums. There are also several critique and prompt groups available for use towards all of your Literature-related needs. Below, you will find just a small sampling of what the community has to offer you:

:bulletpurple: #CRLiterature The official DeviantART Literature chatroom.
:bulletpurple: #Writersforlife Write, mingle, learn and keep writing for life.
:bulletpurple: #Writeroom Looking for tips, ideas and more, the Writeroomies are here for you.
:bulletpurple: #Cabal Srs bsns of literary discussion.

:bulletpurple: #CritiqueIt DeviantART's Quality Critique Club.
:bulletpurple: #Writers-Workshop Where the Writers Workshop Writing.
:bulletpurple: #ScreamPrompts Are You A Writer?
:bulletpurple: #HammeredPoetry Sick of clichés…Us Too.
:bulletpurple: #transliterations From One World to Another.
:bulletpurple: #LITplease A Club for Every Writer.

Throughout DeviantART, there are a number of resourceful news articles filled with features, contests and much, much more. Several deviants keep the literature community in the know with these articles. I am honored to present the creme of the crop, and invite you to fully explore what each article has to offer.

:bulletpurple: The Lit Gallery Volunteers' November Lit Daily Deviations. and Official CR Journal Updates.
:new: `IrrevocableFate Loves DA Lit! Contests, Various Groups, Workshops and More.
:bulletpurple: *wyldhoney finds Writers With Promise.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream has Publishing Resources.
:bulletpurple: ~apocathary also has a collection of Miscellaneous Resources.
:bulletpurple: =julietcaesar does as well in Her Journal.
:bulletpurple: `leoraigarath also collects Resources.
:bulletpurple: ~Mahi-Fish shares a Handy Poetry Checklist.
:new: `mirz-alt helps us follow a Literary Compass.
:bulletpurple: ~safia3 supports her Novelist Writers. And is always looking for suggestions!
:bulletpurple: `zebrazebrazebra brings us an Acrostics Series with `HaveTales-WillTell.
:bulletpurple: =DrippingWords wants to Talk Writing.
:bulletpurple: `HaveTales-WillTell is all Lit Up.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory's got an eye for those who are Demonstrably Deviant.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream answers questions about Publishing.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate spotlights a League of Lit Groups.
:bulletpurple: `Jon-Law writes A Brilliant Writing Guide. Print it, read it, and save it. This is worth it.

With the official groups feature in full swing, there is a whole array of Literature groups to join and support. Below, you will have the opportunity to check out just a few of the newest ones on DeviantART. And, if there is a group not listed here that may interest you, you might want to check out the official Literature Group Hub.

#ChasingInk, #DAWritersUnite, #TheWritersCollection, #A-Fistful-Of-Pages, #SymphonyOfWords, #The-Unspoken-Word, ~PoetryWeek, #BlackoutSunrise, #LiterallyUnknown, #WordsSparkle, #InfinityCodex, #Creative-Pens, #HeartfeltPoetry, #15-Minutes-of-Fame, ~TheReadersCatalogue, #FindtheWords, #Literatureforall, #Literature-Dark, #The-Typing-Machine, #Library-of-Stories, #InspireTheUninspired, #Crowns-of-Sonnets, #all4poetry, #Poems-Galore, #Good-Literature, #The-Writers-Study, #the-writers-workshop, #TheRoyalScribe, #wordsfromyoursoul, #ShadowPoetry, #9bottles, #DA-Poetics, #through-the-pages, #Painted-From-Words, #Escape-To-Poetry, #BeautifulSong, #NovelHaven, #TheDesireProject, #PenToPage, #Literature-Out-Loud, #ScribesAndAll, #LiteratureJunkies, #Elocutionists, #Authors-Anonymous, #Book-Sanctuary, #confessional-poetry, #Forgotten-Fiction, #LiteratureDomain, #Beautiful-Poetry.
:new: #ToWriteTogether, #World-of-Literature, #WrittenLiterature, #Poetry-Clubhouse, #OurProse, #Writers-At-Heart, #AllLiteratureWelcome, #Glory-Be-Project.

--Any other Literature news that you would like to see in this reserved space? Note me.

Thumbs: Change of Season, of Heart

You Look Like I Need A DrinkStatic verses quaking through crippled fingers, lisps written into inebriated meaning.  And I tried with fervent failure to pronounce the sarcasm spewing from my palms, but they were naughty syllables, practicing cohesion without permission, and heaving disjointed language from my rotten, rotten teeth.

She straggles with boulder bones sinking through infectious flesh, frantic slurs bleeding from her throat.  And I stumble for words, endeavoring to compose rainbows of smeared thought, but my vocal chords stutter unintelligible sympathy, incoherent accents and forced definition.

So I draw this poetic slop from corroded neurons, eager to drain
novemberthe sun is a dim pearl
beneath a blanket of gray
hung low from the heavens;

i'm your yellow tremor
paled by the cold, aching
for a proper sunrise.
FallFor a while it will seem
as if I was never coming back,
like summer or a childhood dream.
Your toes twist in the September sand
and the chill reminds you
that some thoughtless time,
some apple-scented eve
the old dog will growl low,
the night shadows stir;
moths will dart desperate
through an open door--
and you will watch solitude disappear
like broken, restless love.
thawingmy love,
i swear, there is a ghost beneath my bones.
she slides around the rungs of my ribs, gentle like a lover's hands but cold, so unlike yours. i lay in bed at night, days after you have gone, your jacket and seven blankets struggling to keep me warm -but her arctic touch seeps deeper, slides its way past my lips and settles in places i swore only you could touch. and i am left gasping, arching, desperate for a body one hundred and thirty eight miles away, a voice that doesn't seem nearly as warm after traveling through the airwaves, a spring that only exists in your arms.
because i miss laughter, i miss your eyes, i miss the feeling of thawing after forty days in the tundra of my own heart, and two in yours.
Dear Daddy's GirlDear Naive 15,  

You're ignorant as Hell.

You dress in baggy blue jeans, wear an oversized hoodie every day, and never let your hair down. Students at school, and even your mom, think you're gay… and you don't even know.

All of your classmates blame you for a burn book that circulated after that Mean Girls movie. Everyone thinks you're a jealous bitch and secretly they mock you. How can you not see that?

Your teachers are all positive that you cut yourself and that you're always on drugs. Even now you have no idea why they ask you to take your jacket off during class. Could it be that you always wear long sleeves?

It's okay, sweetheart.
Old Loves and Sanity in a Lonely ChairLithographs of you
waxing lyrical on the bookshelf
between love letters and lithium
and the taste of your breath.

April euphoria
wearing down like the sole of well-
worn shoes
I wait at the door
half in and half out
with so much to lose






:bulletpurple: If you stop by, and would like to begin your journey on my DA homepage, may I suggest starting here. Also, if you are new to DA and need further assistance, please feel free to contact me if you cannot find what you are looking for in the FAQ section found here.

:bulletpurple: My official DeviantART Prayer Support Log. If there is someone you know who is in need of support, do let me know at any time and I will add them to the log.

:bulletpurple: I like to support Literature here by adding literature clubs/groups to my watch. If I have yet to add yours, feel free to leave me a comment.

:bulletpurple: Who is serving the Literature Community and what can they do for you? Your Community Volunteers for Literature are listed below as follows, along with their guidelines. You can freely contact them at any time with your questions or concerns.

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:bulletpurple: And, of course, here are some lovely stamps, to show your support!

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Group and Club News

:bulletpurple: Please stop by :iconthe-novelist-club: and feel free to join us, whether you are a writer, a poet, reader, or even a critic - we'd love to have you. We are currently accepting regular submissions and various pieces for our Workshops, so please show your support to these wonderful writers and stop by.

:bulletpurple: Looking to join a fun group which supports the exciting era of Abraham Lincoln by paying homage to his memory with fun panel discussions, Q and A sessions, book reviews and much, much more? Then #TheLincolnLegacy is the perfect place for you. Walks of all artistic life are warmly welcomed here.

:bulletpurple: #LungCancer-Awareness was created to bring awareness to a well-known cancer that has not only impacted the daily lives of the members of my own family – but so many others around us. Anything that you can do to promote awareness within your community can and will make a difference!

:bulletpurple: Looking for some of the latest news about your Daily Deviations or that news article you may missed over the course of the month? Well then, #LitResources may be the very place for you to catch up on all of the latest happenings.

:bulletpurple: Everyone is welcome over at our group, And we realize that every writer has their own personality, interests, strengths and weaknesses, so we aim to provide unique pathways into the community for everyone. So go on - sign yourself up and get exposed over at #Expose-Lit.

:bulletpurple: Our judges at #TalentedWritersGuild are looking for your quality literature! So, if you have something that you feel will simultaneously move us, challenge us, and inspire us as readers - then we are the very group for you.

:bulletpurple: Looking for a delightful and positively charged environment to post your work and give others some encouragement and support? Then look no further than #ProjectPositivity.

:bulletpurple: I have added several updates to our local club #Indiana-Deviants, so if you are from Indiana, or just interested in Hoosier related news, please, by all means, join us! We would be more than happy to have you there. We are always looking to accept new submissions.

Featured Writer of the Month

Jorge never ceases to amaze me with his powerful poetry and prose, which always packs a vibrant, imagery-filled "punch." Though this talented deviant has only been present on DeviantART for a few short months, his writing is consistently beautiful and well worth returning to, again and again.

*glossolalias



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30 Writers You Should Discover: Volume XIII

Journal Entry: Sat Dec 15, 2012, 12:01 AM

What's This?


Below you will find a new assortment of various writers on DeviantART who are worth getting to know. All of their respective galleries are packed full of tremendous works that I enjoy and hope that you will too. And, if there is a writer that may not be listed in this edition, you may wish to read the first twelve articles in this series.


Let’s Meet A Few More of Them:



*Anovoca
Find You in a DreamI wish that I could find a way
To plant the seed of dreams in day
Pick a fruit and choose the taste
No more the maiden runs with haste
Not to be caught but get away
Just as they seem to do in day
It has always been my prize
To break this cage and free my eyes
When morrow comes to still remain
Escaped from sorrows and mundane
And ever look upon the skies
Where peace that is immortal lies
If only I could choose the thought
I'd go to places long forgot
The memories I hold most dear
Forfeit my life and live them here
Ignore the outcomes life had brought
And find the happy end once sought
To Write of HorrorTo paint a scene of mythic horrors
Take dim lit room and darkest corners
Find a child huddled there, cradled tight in his despair
Silent here for not his murmurs,
murmuring out a prayer

He asks the keeper keep to keeping
While all his guardians tucked in sleeping
Ignorant of the shadows creeping
Slow across the hallway floor, standing now outside his door
Somewhere near the sound of breathing,
breaths too heavy to ignore

Then just outside there raised a howl
A distant boom and monstrous growl
Envisions he a ghostly cowl
Afloat across the yard in prowl
Come to steal his soul away, curtains hold the fiend at bay
With scrapes acr
Forgotten BeautyA city burns to ruin
as smoke blackens out the sky
soot falls upon a garden
were all the flowers have died

a single flower stands
covered in black dust
once a subtle beauty
now stricken of its lust

it yearns for the sunlight
as it slowly withers away
wrapped in total darkness
crying out for the day

it begs for clean water
but god withholds the rain
finding no salvation
to wash away the pain

Can life ever return to the garden
were fire has scorched the ground
or will the flower be forgotten
and new life never found



~artistic-foolishness
letterdearest dead,

         i can taste your death in the dregs of my tea (tea is such a melancholy thing).

when i see your stark beauty plagiarized on canvas, when i leave 3 candles lit in constant vigil, when i remember the soft rhythm        of your careful footsteps down this now abandoned hall, the sudden collection of dust on my organs is almost palpable and the delicate toothpicks supporting outward appearances snap about halfway to broken.

         it takes my breath away to realize how much i miss you.

i feel it deep in my ribcage as my everything collapses onto an ohsovulnerable chest. no wonder they call it a rib cage because
2.28.12today, i deposited the
contents of my stomach
into an open, wanting
porcelain mouth.
i, a liquid solid
am readily taken down
its esophagus,
into its belly
where i decompose.

my throat is a raw
flesh-tube
i use to
sing off key
and vomit.

i have a fever.
my temples are
solar panels
and my skull
aluminum foil,
trapping the heat
inside.

it's like i have cysts
between my bones,
calcium build-ups
in my veins.

i lost my legs along the way
down into the abyss.
but i don't mind.
their muscles ached
so terribly
i'd often thought of
self-amputating.

still, i am left with
206 bones,
and they all creak,
and clamor,
a
CavityThere's a heavy cannonball under my tongue and a black hole of emptiness in my chest. My little bones have hardened into led in a last attempt to survive the constant breakage, but instead of supporting me, all they do is drag me down. Darker. Deeper. Into the black velvet of the night-ocean, where the creatures seem more unbelievable and less friendly as I fall lower. Down. Down. Gone. Delivering me to the gates of Oblivion. Or Nirvana. That unattainable, "enlightened" place in the dark vastness of the through-and-through bullet holes that now decorate my chest and poison my blood with a metallic, envious beast. That's all loneliness is afte


~bangingonkeyboards
Sleeping BeautyTalia has always been fascinated by needles. As a child, she sat for hours on the cold tile of the bathroom floor, a safety pin or sewing needle or thumbtack scratching delicate patterns in her exposed flesh. Her mother passed it off as perhaps an interest in sewing, and saw the chance for a bond to be made between her and her distant daughter. And so a few years were spent this way, the two of them perusing craft stores for fabric and patters and a sewing machine. It took three matching dresses, an uneven skirt for Talia, and a tiny misshapen shirt for the new baby across the street before it became clear that Talia was only watching the qui Mirror ImagesI was the first person in my family, outside of my parents, to hold my sister. I had only just turned five at the time, and did not quite understand the logistics of adoption, the figurative birth of a child into a family. All I knew was that here was this small, scrunched up little thing and that she was mine to keep. I held my arms out, and she was settled in them, her pink newborn face wrinkling as she was jostled. My sister, in her infant sleep, looked either deep in thought or constipated, her little brow furrowed, her small cherry mouth pursed in concentration. Dreams played out on the movie screen of her face, small fingers flexing and Of Love Letters and Cracked PorcelainShe writes to him. Every day she writes to him – thousands of letters, scrawled on lined paper, lunch bags, the backs of her homework assignments. Whole books, she writes, entire epics, tragic love stories.
Her fingers are perpetually stained with ink.

She doesn't begin every letter with "dear", though that's what he is to her. She knows he knows. Knows she loves him. Knows he is wanted, needed, cherished. Her one and only, forever and always. She tells him about her days, sends pictures of her sister, her mother, herself. She loves each letter to pieces, so it's wrinkled and stained and torn a little by the time it's finished.

They w



~churchmouth
me minus you.i used to sit alone on the porch swing
watching the summer leaves fade to red,
humming melodies meant for two.
rhythmically tapping my knee with
brittle fingers, and counting the seconds
that went by; counting the seconds of me
minus you.

the leaves are now dead, buried under
seven layers of winter's breath.
never goldher piano key teeth bit the bullet
and shattered the melody
that was keeping her
on her toes

he watched from a distance with his oceanic eyes
counting her every breath with ignominy
his heart was always silver
never gold

she stared up at the ashen sky with anticipation
waiting for the rain to wash her away
and as she crawled to the sea
he couldn't help but

wonder
reincarnation of a sycamore.You whispered fables in my ear
as I swept our past underneath
the Aztec rug. You told stories
about a girl who watched the
leaves on the sycamore tree
change. She said that the
metamorphosis was the
answer to everything.

What a foolish girl.



*Concora
MetamorphosisYour
hands
tremble
with sudden,
wary, butterfly
wing shivers—tiny tremors that
will keep rhythm with your quivering heart, only to
later, clandestine and yet nearly poetic, unravel you from the outside-in.
Lion HeartIt is building up deep within her fragile body like a heaving monsoon forming over the dry, cracked, heavy heat of an African savannah; an unforgiving and all-consuming storm desperately willing to drown out its less than fleeting welcome. Flickering with ceaseless coils of skin-searing energy like a grey-faced fugitive's adrenaline stricken heartbeat, it is not a bringer of life, but a threat to it—and even the most reckless are hardwired to take flight in the face of such a colossal and uncompromising foe.

          Beyond these white-washed walls, the world would have her believe that she is brave, a lioness, an exception confronted
Of BlissKissing daffodils sway,
serenaded by the waver of
gossamer wings;

faces blushing bright
as the sunlight
slips away.



*crossing-ariel
Crossing ArielYour wedding;
you spoke your way toward it
one prospect at a time;
having not been
the cripple or whore,
you settled for
singularity, no future or past,
just announcement and umbra, joy in shade,
soft smiting breath.
How though did you put your children away?

Mylar-eyed,
squinting toward dawn.

If your days had been counted
purposefully,
perhaps you would have gone off
fatter, sated as a rook scavenging
in the quiet
instead of blindly staring out bread crumbs
like a gassed canary.

The shine of your boy's hungry mouth
did not dissuade your long whim;
to any call of loneliness
the answer was a towel,
clean and wet
and a
Pausing By The WineMarriage is
the frustration of reality

when the man who works the wine section
pauses in his tracks to make sure
you've found everything you "really need...are you sure?"

With a look that tells you
he finds you sort of beautiful

and you wonder how your life
might be different,

if any man other than this one
had ever looked at you like that.



~dull-glitter
GravityDid you know
only owls can see
the noon-day sky?
The rest—
Dove, sparrow, wren,
spend their days
flapping in unrecognized darkness,
seas of non-blue
echoing melodies.
You blind songbirds!
favored by wind and wing,
we can't help but envy your flight.

We cut down our kite
the other day,
a blot of red
on the tenor landscape.
It was still twitching as we severed
tangled strings that
wound themselves around a branch,
the last barrier
on its road to immortality
or at least a taste
until a nose dive
gone wild or another
Icarus occurrence
introduces our friend,
Gravity.

Yesterday I asked
why children like to
cli
DormantWinter is a blank slate,
but not like Rousseau's—
it cleanses
sucking out warmth like poison
leaving only windburnt frost
tacked to the window pane

all we remember
is the numbness
the shuddering
skittish steps across the ice
snowflakes pasted to our faces
smoke rising from our lips
dragged across bleak clouds

winter has us captured
bound by fur and walls
drifting in our eggshelled silence

bone cold until we birth ourselves by warmth
emerge from our shells wet and heaving
uncurl our fingers one by one
joints crackling like fire at our backs

until spring comes
drip by tender drip
old wounds thaw
we are found raw,
Dear MonsterTo start with, I will compose a letter:
Dear Monster under the bed,
Tell you I can still hear
the whispering after
a ten-year vacancy notice.

I'm sick of how you hold me down,
the way you shackle me to the bed,
bound by thresholds
cotton sheets cloaking every
drop of by fear-infused blood.

Heavy breathing,
chills down my spine.
Your phantom is pressing
down on my chest,
and I'm helpless,
stunned,
screaming,
waking to my night-robed mother
hand warming my pallid skin.
No memory—only a voice,
(and I think it was yours)
asking where the monster was.
Are we afraid to forget
what might have been imagined?
I know you



~echelon-maniac
The ForestThe Forest

On a cold evening in winter, snow fell from the sky—caressed the earth with a glow that seemed to come from angels.  It tongued whispered songs in a language too ancient to understand.  The frost had settled into the place, and it had begun to move its hard bristles over the dry landscape.

This is how it began.

I was cold.  Terribly cold.  My hands were red and numb, and skin flaked from my shaking fingers before, at last, I shoved them deep into my pockets.  I wrapped narrow fingers around a cracked compass—my last remaining tether to a recognizable world.

I don’
Train Under WaterBrother,

I'm writing to tell you I'm dropping out of college; I haven't told anyone.  I'm twitching, Michael.  The hunger came back a few weeks ago, and I'm not sure it ever left.  Regardless, it's crying now, and I need to go.  I need to keep moving on.  I'm leaving for Chicago tomorrow.  My train takes off in the afternoon, and when I get there, I'll leave again.  I want to go somewhere new, Michael.  

I want to go somewhere I have never seen before.

Now, I know you have to be worried, but don't, Brother.  Don't you be afraid.  I'll write
Algeny, Chapter One.Algeny

ONE

The young doctor sat with a sigh, rubbing his temples with his fingertips.  Moving very slowly, he pulled out and spoke very quietly, but gravely, into a tape recorder.

"Audio log of Dr. Ian Kovane, 25 January 2041."  He sighed briefly before continuing.

"Vanity has been an integral part of the human psyche, the human spirit, and all human society since the beginning of time.  It has always existed; it will always exist."

A man trudged quickly through a seemingly endless field of snow.  Ahead of him, trees swayed in the breeze of a coming storm.  His child rested, wrapped in ta



~EternalSunday
reachi.
don't whisper secrets
to raindrops, they'll
only betray you,

one day they'll crash down,
and everybody

will know.

(never trust, never love).

ii.
i was soaked in rain, and you
were soaked in regrets, and
we are all strangers
in a way.

   (when we don't know what to say,
               we talk about the weather).

and we are useless and torn, like scrap metal
waiting to be recycled. but don't
let the shame linger,
don't

erase us.
passerbyraspy voice, like a demon begging for mercy.  she was
always a broken melody,

a puzzle
with no corner pieces.

i can see her,

drenched by the truth in her own
words, "i am just

a crack in the concrete,
marked

by the footsteps
of people like

you."
we should celebratei.
i tried to think of pain as a flower,
first it blossoms

  and then

  it wilts away.

but i won't let myself disappear
along with it,

i won't
give you that.

(it's not the agony that makes
me scream, it's the flavor).

ii.
and you whispered softly
"i'll rip your heart out and replace it

with a song,

it's christmas soon, and
we should celebrate".

  you've always used my scars
  as a calendar,

  as a way to remind yourself

  "today is tuesday

  and i still exist".

iii.
(it's morning now because
i can see
the sunlight

through my eyelids

and imagine



*FallingAsleepTonight
The Painter And The VeteranHe wanted to pull out the pain
with a syringe, as if it were
black jelly that had accumulated
underneath his skin. This was
how morning welcomed him.

***

On saturday nights, he was
the kind of man who went around town
painting murals with a can. They
were gorgeous, especially when city
employees melted them with hose-water.

***

In America you can find dollar bills
stuck deep in the cracks between
sidewalks; you can find people stuck
deep in the cracks between
buildings too.

***

You can also find people inside
said buildings, inside beds,
inside...

***

One
and only one
night, the painter was approached
by a hairy young
ImpatientIf you talk to anyone who waits at red lights or cares about fashion or owns a gun, they'll know a thing or two
about all of us; all of humanity. We are all flowers, we are all little universes, we are all the underdog future.
And maybe this is completely true, and maybe some girl pierced her ear in the 8th grade bathroom, and maybe you
have sand in your shoes from that visit to the beach last week. What does it matter, is this an absolute?
We are all pieces of God, we are all forgetting about Heaven, we are all waiting politely for death to break in
through the bathroom window. You can ask the stains on the sidewalk, the birds who refus
NudismI was one of those deaf-mutes,
a shy flame,
a candle left on a park bench
lit and melting
drops of wax between
the wooden seams.

White water from a stone fountain
slides past shooting-star coins
leaving little bubbles in the grooves.

A child bites her mother on the grass,
and I thought she'd bleed caramel
and I thought about animals
(wishing on a drowned out star).

I'm forming quiet,
oil-scented puddles on the ground;
this fountain holds a shimmering
metallic cover beneath the water.
Natural art museum,
a shy flame getting pinched
by licked fingers,
smothered in conversation.



~forWinds
Jl. 10 Honeydew Dreams"Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies."
                                                                                Aristotle

I awaken from my deep slumber and leave my dreams [which are of course, about you] behind. The brig
Jl. 7 Letter to an Old FriendMy dearest friend,

            My letter is not long, as you'll probably see,
                      but it does in fact come from my heart.
                  And although I can't leave you with
                       much as I travel onward through life [cliche, yes?],
first listen, was it love6

this was certain
they were forever
but it didn't matter
it was hard to even remember
the rest went by so fast

5

the audience clapped, and there it was
sound that could even make a minor second float, then
resolve to that perfect five-to-one progression,
(time after time). There was finally
a recapitulation of the same theme
after so many days and nights of continual shattering,
where both hearts came together

everything stopped

but the audience didn't care, even when
the conductor dropped a beat and it shattered,
the first concert where
it was hard to even remember.
The rest went by so fast

4

on a cold day
in December



*glossolalias
novemberthe sun is a dim pearl
beneath a blanket of gray
hung low from the heavens;

i'm your yellow tremor
paled by the cold, aching
for a proper sunrise.
blasphemyin a Heaven no grander than a forest, He sat upon a throne weaved of ivy and wild roses; it was there He first touched the Universe, and it was there He came to find the thriving rock He named earth. absent lives were flitting about in oceans deep and dark, and He sought to make company, entertainment, using His vast power to manipulate these beings' path. they grew until they resembled His intention, but before the first man thought of the savannah's cruelty or had any thought besides instinct, angels were birthed of the Lord's passing thoughts—

He would breathe and exhale
lights that cuddled like sweet birds,
tucked close for warmth
stillyou lust to make his long legs quiver
like two blades of grass
heavy with morning dew

but you're the first frost of november.



~GrisBrouille
Car tout finit un jour... - Because everything... (English version below)

Car tout finit un jour...

Dans tes yeux noirs où se perdent les ombres,
Immergés de spleen et d'ouragans sombres,
Assassine étoile en proie aux vingt ans,
N'oublie ta joie, ton courage d'antan.

Ah que le temps vienne où les fleurs s'égrainent !
Nos rires sous les toits bleus, nos fredaines
Oubliées, resteront à jamais les
Germes d'un été, mort abandonné.

Une lettre commencée, une plume
Egarée. Car dès lors de cette plume
Il faut tirer un trait, comme à l'enclume
Retirer l'épée. Des maux que j'exhume,

Aie confiance en eux
Les frimas de Mai.J'y avais apprivoisé une hôte des garennes.
Chaque jour j'y venais admirer les jais de l'aube et les jaspures de la nuit, puis déposer à sa portée des anacardes et des fruits…

Il pleut sous les peupliers en fleurs une neige chaude et blanche.
Elle plane sur le sol puis se dépose sous les branches, en larges
Bancs et plages, tels de grands dais de velours tombés aux pieds des arches.
L'air clair est froid, c'est le retour des frimas, douces chutes des anges.

Je courais en ce parc à travers les névés, sur une voie
De terre aux bords échancrés. L'aube laissait des traces, &#
Ou la mer s'echoue...Où la mer s'échoue...

Tu regardes à l'infini d'un regard perdu
qui ne sait où se poser.
Tes yeux sont las, las de chercher,
tel un albatros géant qui plus d'un an
déjà cherche son rocher ;
où la mer s'échoue,
où les vagues sont brisées,
où l'aube chevelue perce la marée.



~IndigoSkyes
BlueI am completely in blue today.
   "Rhapsody in Blue," you murmur. I shake my head.
   "No, just blue."
   "Nothing is 'just' anything with you."
   Blue because it's the color of the sky when I'm happiest, water (the same shade as the sky), the cover of my favorite book-of-the-moment (I'm always reading something different), and my cousin's eyes.
   Red is your favorite color because it's the color of autumn leaves, fire, your mother's hair, and the ink I'm using (it's smudging onto my hands).
   We Summer Salt dizzily through the ocean tide. You f
Automatici.
"So where are you from?" The boy leans toward me, questions swimming in his eyes. I smile.

"Oh, I'm from Boston."

"No, I mean, where are you from?" My smile falters as I realize where this is going. It's an all-too familiar conversation, one I've been having since I was old enough to reply.

"Do you mean where was I born?"

"Yeah."

"I was born in China."

"Do you speak Chinese?"

"No."

"Does your family speak Chinese?"

"No."

He looks befuddled. I sigh.

"I'm adopted."

"Oh!" I see the light bulb over his head go off in a shower of sparks. "Do you know who your real parents are? Like, your real parents?" My temper flares. I stifle th
Not Beautiful, Not in Lovei.
I am not beautiful.
I have told you this before.
I am not beautiful,
But they say it doesn't matter.

ii.
What I do:
Dance (badly),
Sing (worse),
Talk (fast),
Wish (ardently)
Dream (hopelessly)

iii.
"Inner beauty" is the mantra
(I must say it to myself until I believe it)
But it doesn't seem to be working.
Because, as I have discovered the hard way,
Too many people aren't all that interested
In "inner beauty."

iv.
He paints beauties.
Nymphs and fairies and angels
Girls with smooth skin and flowing hair,
In dresses and heels and lipstick.
They are so very perfect in every way
And so very very empty.
But, as you kno



~InkatMidnight
write upside downI write with erasers
now

I traveled the world

and all the statues in athens
blushed with their voices

when they whispered
that

they don't read poetry
exhibit.Nanny thinks the carpet is too soft
to be my torturecage

and the sofa and endtables are poor
jailbars, but we

are feline and we're too tough to care
bigsister and littlesister are lioncubs today
baby lionesses, authentically,
we even lap milk from
ceramic bowls, bellies swollen from
the orders we give: 'emily, you're the

zookeeper.
Get us more milk.'

She hates serving us, she's only four
but she's getting strong and someday
she'll earn predator status.
(give thanks that we do not consume you, emily,
your fingers peek through the cagebars and
they are white and young and blood
is sweeter than breastmilk)

Roar. We are learni
write upside downI write with erasers
now

I traveled the world

and all the statues in athens
blushed with their voices

when they whispered
that

they don't read poetry



*justanoli
AdventureAdmission

"I raped my grandson."

The priest sat back and stared at the old man, brow furrowed and nerves suddenly on alert. He was sure he must have misheard, and after screwing up his courage he leaned forward again to lean over the wheezing, nearly-lifeless form of the wizened creature laying before him. Each rattle that passed out of his lips took with it a small bubble of saliva, and the clergyman had to fight a shudder of revulsion as one such orb popped and wet the front of his robe.

"What?" he asked, and he used the same hushed voice he always did when tending to the dying. But there was a sharpness in the word that the man seemed t
Down By The SchoolyardThere is a rather cliched phrase that states that some people live double lives. I have always found that to be an intensely misleading statement and I guess you can call it a bit of a pet peeve of mine. No one leads "double lives", they just lead fucking lives. That those lives are more complex that the singular one-track existence of lesser creatures shouldn't be a matter of duplicity, but of common sense. No one is exactly who they seem to be.

Julio is one of those who they would later say lived a double life, but it is no more true for him than anyone else. The difference in this case is that there are two of him, rather than one.

Perha
BrainstormThe mind of The Writer began to softly shift. It started with a breath of air, just a subtle shiver of consciousness that even she did not notice at first. The air then strengthened and became a gust, then two, then three. It wasn't long before her skull was housing a howling phenomenon of an irresistible nature, and the wind that tore at the synapses had began to whisper words, to form images with swirling leaves of half-formed thoughts.

It was a brainstorm.

But not all was shattering sentences and violent verses in the mind of The Writer. There was a place just inside, within the center of the brainstorm that was calm. It was always calm,



*kamcalste
PassionAnd I speak with qualifiers like
"kind of"; "sort of"; "maybe" and "a little"
Because if I spoke with as much passion as I
Feel, you all would think
I am crazy.

"You know, I'm starting to kind of think that maybe, I might be a little crazy."

And I want to feel your steady breath against
The curve of my spine every
Morning. I want to feel the aching press of your
Fingers against my tender breastbone. I want to
Feel your longing, your need, your passion
In the way your arms wrap around and constrict my fragile ribcage.

"Please, break me. So I have a reason to feel so broken."

And when the words have dried and stuck to your
Cracked
Daughter of an AlcoholicI'm pressed between your
Lips and hips.
My hands caged within yours, and
I am smiling.

Poisoned blood flows down the highways to my heart, which beats slowly and softly under your weight. I am dizzy and weightless and everything you say reaches my ears through a thick, muffled filter of vodka and bittersweet numbness. The heat of the room comes from only you, until everything outside of the press of our bodies feels like ice.

I'm caught between your
Teeth and claws.
The armor of my skin reduced to ash, against
Your fiery breath.

It's a new year, a new decade, an entirely new experience, yet nothing feels new to me at all. It's like s
Self Sabotage, SugarShe thrives in heartbreak,
living for the crash and the
crush.
She wants to
trust and
love and
be serene
but there's something
intoxicating
about pain.

Something that pulls her in
(pushes you out).

She thrives in sorrow,
aching for the burst and the
bruise.
She wants to
smile and
laugh and
be loved
but there's something
beautiful
about betrayal.

Something that builds her up
(breaks you down).

She thrives in panic,
yearning for the snap and the
swallow.
She wants to
dance and
fly and
be held
but there's something
comforting
about loneliness.

Something that makes her soar
(takes your wings).



*kiwi-damnation
Devious DamselOh look at her, tis such a shame,
A beast beside a dainty dame,
And clothed upon her satin skin,
Are rays of sunlight that wherein,
Can never bare what hides beneath,
The lamb that bites with wolf-like teeth.

For she is more than she appears,
A monster well beyond her years,
The dragon near her tiny form,
Will die a tragic death 'fore long,
This damsel acts in mere distress,
She is so cunning; dangerous.

In victory she swiftly slides,
From all the clothes in which she hides,
Revealed to all in moonlight's eye,
A pale young figure to the sky,
A cruel seductress - that is she,
Tragedy meets all she sees.
AngelsWings of gold and white have we,
You may not think that we exist,
But if you’d look and try to see,
Wings of gold and white have we.

Soft; our feathers falling sleek,
They hang about us like a mist,
Wings of gold and white have we,
You may not think that we exist.
Anne BoleynThe clink of chain invades my ears,
For I may be a prisoner,
Yet I shall keep my noble stance,
For I am not a commoner.

With filthy cries, they throw their food,
I wonder why they need complain,
That they are hungry everyday
When they gladly cast away.

Disgust embroils in my skin,
I am the Queen, forever be,
This festered boil of lowly streets,
Will be the last sight I shall see.

For I was born with malformed hand,
And with my beauty captured King,
So obviously I am Witch!
And I deserve the Guillotine.

“You may despise me, peasant scum,
But think of future! Times to come!
My daughter will have claim to throne,
And my d



~milksop
what you lovewhen what you love
gores the hollow bars,
those vicious symmetries once stalagmites
in the cave of your sweetest grace:
they trickled into their fate as columns,
the product of your daily glaciations,
shale breaths melting jackal teeth
with every quiet walk home,
lessening the depths of those passive monoliths,
fattening the sea with ancient life--
radiation from the sparse seconds of your birth:
the sound of suburbia's muted percolation (air planes droning in the big blue sky,
transporting souls you would never meet or care for.
the feel of grass in your fists as you tug it from a lawn that would later seem
too small.
a stree
the ocean is pollutedthe ocean is polluted
and our children will be throat down baptized
in its weightless mausoleum choke.

staring at the rising tide
swallowing the shore,
swallowing the rivers,
man sees himself reflected across the cerulean surface,
remembers the tyrants past,
given power so surging
(the helpless destroyers),
sees the giant lumbering to transplant him
in an ecosystem generated for the mermen,
the chemically inflated
above the land where
there is only hunger and cold,
the leftover lineage
of an animal that slit its own tongue
and drank its belly full,
desperate for the memory of blood.
The prayer CicadaThe prayer Cicada

I.

their sound the roaring tumble of an airplane,
yelping a nascent cry of living...

soon the motor drone will cease cicada,
your moss-green intonation,
burrowed into the syntax of the buddhist's haiku
and the southerner's humid laboring atop
sun baked bricks,
your harmonics that thumbed their way
into the neighborhood's ears,
like wave dolloped shores whoosing a
stream of consciousness, subtle
as the intake of breath or even less perceptible,
like a thought, will be filled by crickets and car alarms
and gloomy maniac screams, imperfect silence is the night
when you depart cicada.

autumn's care-worn smile



=back-bones
sex and bonesshe's a whore, a mouth with ghost words,
the kind with a bed for backbone,
the kind you break with weight
and teethe on with a crave
of skin on bones.

ghost words are useless, i know,
and honey, tongues are for clavicles
and clavicles for tongues, i know,

lips are the pink of a charred, old spice,
the kind where "sex" speaking only speaks "excellence,"
thighs a burning seep to the eye, a cancer
only meant for more cancer, a poison
you can't see, can't unsee, but only feel
to unfeel,

the kind that goes with salty mascara, the news clique,
purpled skin and semen bed-sheets.
if teen dreams were teen novelsthere was once a boy who had all the write words to say
with all those fancy allegories, metaphors and similes
and antonyms of synonyms, like rails and snares and storms
and organs and trains and drums and hurricanes and
hearts,

and she was only a girl with plain words, the kinds of things
that are only found in piles of papers and pens, books
she keeps where she sleeps,

that will only break when he leaves in the morning,
but she shares everything, like a boat shares a bard,
like a cigarette shares a lung, like a mouth shares other mouths,
like an artist shares her heart.

but there is a running in her heart:
not that type of b
cancer handshoney, you should have known
i'm one of those tasteful girls
with all those tongues hidden
in her bones

and not one of those watered down ones
wasting their time with fake, ersatz tastes,
but the pilled, the ones that can be
choked,

beds,
lips,
words,

and can't kill
with cancer hands



*Nemonus
The Order of Sublime Simulacra Kamon woke to the sound of bells and saws. The ceremony must have started hours ago; there was invigorating yellow sunlight outside the gauzy curtains. Kamon's Self was intoning eight o'clock, eight o'clock with all the insistence of a song looping in his head.

Flesh brain, he thought, you should have caught that alarm. Sometimes the flesh was louder than the devices supposed to make it properly quiet. The flesh insisted on the persistence of the Real. This was exactly the type of lesson that the brothers were supposed to learn, and Kamon hoped that relaying to the abbot how thoroughly he had learned it might lighten the inevitable punishm
Ahsoka's AkulShe jumped off the flagship into the cold yellow clouds, her ears filling with the sound of her clothing flapping as she plummeted. The clones’ jet packs hissed to life behind her as they followed, and despite the emptiness of the sky ringing in her montrals, she felt filled up, embraced by a gravity well as comfortingly choking as a fur coat, and she whooped to fill the sky with the same completeness.

It may have been the next mission, or a few afterward. They tended to blur together when most of them did not involve things as exciting as jumping out of spaceships and battling lightsaber-wielding CIS leaders. Most of them involved som
A Handful of Moths The mountain is a pincushion for cactus. It looks like some irritated desert deity just threw saguaros like spears at the hillside until s/he ran out of spears.

It's movie night, and that means that tires crunch through the gravel at the drive-in to see the latest stars-and-explosions movie. It's robots tonight, great city-wrecking things with Hollywood voices and gears spinning behind their ear plates. That means that we pile into the cars and go, plaid rugs flung over the backs of the seats, plaid shirts over tank tops, team bumper stickers. Go Team! It's cooled down to seventy-five degrees and the condensation on my soda cup drops down t



~NocturneJewel
AUTUMN IMPRESSIONSI sit in the coffee shop imbibing mochas and
memories and counting the leaves extinguishing
their color in my eyes, windblown with their
sighs of sincerity, Autumn fills my little cup
with reveries, her amber sensations I drink...
until I feel my mind unfold into a tender Twilight,
her cool caresses soothe me into a state of
gentle reflection where the hum and hiss of
human locomotion no longer exists, and my world
is still and silent and I can hear my thoughts,
impressions darkly blue are all that's left of
yesterday's voices now distant from where I am,
for I am as Autumn left me-impressions of some
dusky renown caught like lea
GHOST SONGBeneath a hollow Sky I lie far below,
cold under the sleeping daisies, colder
under my silent gravestone, as the
Fire stirs up from the ashes of old,
what is dead in the world I can see-
whispering through the velvet velour
of my mind, I feel the secrets that
slumber in the dusky gaze of Forever,
they speak to me in the Moonlight wine
I drink, brewed by the beasts who walk
the landscape of visions only I can
see, I see them even on a Moonless
Eve for I exist in the celebration
between Dusk and Dawn, in the heart-
beat every spirit hears between Death
and Rebirth-there I will be, I exist
in the rays of the Midnight Sun that
i
AUTUMN WOMANDeep within the belly of my home...
I sip gingerbread tea and line my bed with
the skin of October, groaning beneath my feet
the floor creaks like aging bones, I hear the
air's cookie crunch outside, it breaks up the
fast of my fantasies with its crackling cold,
whispering that Autumn's pantry has been
stocked with a bounty of seasonal reruns,
I see the Sky skirt low before the nibbling
frost as I step outside, I am not as cold as
others may be, I am warmed by Autumn's
plump lips upon mine, keeping me warm
with her mulled applespice, I kiss her-deep
and probing even deeper-our love leaves us
tangled on the Earth, steaming and sw



`OfOneSoul
Dear Daddy's GirlDear Naive 15,  

You're ignorant as Hell.

You dress in baggy blue jeans, wear an oversized hoodie every day, and never let your hair down. Students at school, and even your mom, think you're gay… and you don't even know.

All of your classmates blame you for a burn book that circulated after that Mean Girls movie. Everyone thinks you're a jealous bitch and secretly they mock you. How can you not see that?

Your teachers are all positive that you cut yourself and that you're always on drugs. Even now you have no idea why they ask you to take your jacket off during class. Could it be that you always wear long sleeves?

It's okay, sweetheart.
Submerged in Swan Lake
Swans and wings are floating by
on a breeze imbued with jasmine and
willows outstretching their arms in welcome.

Through deep breaths he arrives
plunged in murky, pungent water.
A quiet whisper, and he prays -

"Please... may I linger here?"

Willows lower their arms
and jasmine falls to the Earth
where the wind dies and finally rests.  

The crows are cawing hymns,
begging to be swans.
But only the duck submerged in Swan Lake
has delved the desired shore.

Its waters dangerous and plagued
by monsters baring their teeth;
most ghastly and putrid they are
that no crow may ripple its surface
nor any songbird seeking beauty fair.

The Swan M
The Mating Season
The copse was luminous and inviting.
Balmy winds shifted and the leaves swirled in tuneful coils.
He crushed the vivid ambers and yellows with grimy boots;
Feet scuffing the supple earth with each enthralled step.

She inhaled a surging gust
and spread her arms in temptation.
Her warm breeze thrust him in
and he clung to her, obsessed.

Undeniably beautiful was she, that he didn't comprehend
the brambles that curled around her legs
and the twigs that rose in the deep red of her verdant hair.

Her lips were soft and her touch bewitching,
like the undisturbed soil next to a water's edge.
That's where he laid her down
and took



~PrettyThings9
The Piano The voice you hear is not mine. It forms words, but it's not me. I can no more speak than I could fly; not if you begged me, if you tortured me.

Once, a lifetime time ago, I could sing, and I lived for my song. Once she sang with me, and oh, how beautiful we were.

I sing no more.

I don't know where she went; far away, I believe. Perhaps she replaced me with another who sang more beautifully than I ever could. Though she tried, I give her that, she tried to take me with her; brought me all the way down to the sea shore, onto the very sands, but that's as far as I could go; the end of our life together.

Do you think me foolish, allowing my
Immaculate ConceptionWhy do I wear a corset, you ask
Well, to protect myself!
My corset is my armour.
My maquillage is my mask,
I endeavour to explain
It's a flawless barrier
Between you and me.

My eyes, my lips, are all my weapons
I wear my hair long and curling
To hide the mark
Where the devil placed his lips
Upon my neck.

Or so you would say, I'm sure.
Isn't that why you are here
                                                  My young Father.

Do I entice you?

Am I leading you down a path
Of pleasure and evil?

You claim you're here to save my soul
And how will you do that?
Are you offering my absolution whilst

                       
MadnessThe study of Dr. Edgar Radcliff , Head Psychiatrist of Earlswood Asylum, circa 1849.

Darling have you seen my medical notes? I am sure I left them on my study desk. In fact I am positive. Ah, of course, the top drawer. How could I have forgotten?
No, you know I detest bouillabaisse, why on earth would you order such a dish?  Yes, I suppose…very well, Darling, I'll grin and bear it.
Well, I'll be down in a moment, I must finish my notes of the day. Oh, it was a frightful day, truly frightful.

Now then, let us see, ah yes, the new patients.
Patient 86, female, hair of indeterminate colour, eyes also. Age, 17, religion, presumed Churc



~psychodrive
a city in rhythm and jazz -..an entire city in tears
singing jazz and rhythm
and jazz and the blues,
singing rhythm & jazz & the blues.

an entire city in tears
walking asphalt
with hands held
               like walkways
between towers,
twisting the wind into whirlwinds of sound
& a red handkerchief flicking on the wind,
whipping & lifting the sound of the wind
& the necks of the crying
               in one motion, one
waving, swaying, lilting, loving manyperson,
singing rhythm & jazz & the blues.

an entire city in tears
craning from windows & weeping,
sweeping the dust dragged past the parks
with their eyes.
       with their eyes: dust-dragged
Museum Benchmuseum bench

sit down
ponder historical nuances
relax whimsically

the sign says wet paint
my hand holds a bucket
Sunflower Flux
He played hard this month:                                      She played well this month:
Mortgages prefixed sales                                         Chlorophyll quotas left in the wake
and rows of steadfast hotels,                                    of cushioned lovers and tickling tiny noses
plastic monuments saluting a gaudy cannon               A row of gently dandling milk
flashing jail-cell smirks                                            warmed by the notion of a golden god
as his firing squad gained two more guns.                 as they dawdled from nap to nap.

They scratched his name into a plaque,                    



~Raven-of-Prophecy
Learning To FlyI have been here
For far too long.

Gracelessly
Stumbling, vainly warding
Inept equilibria, chancing my
Half hearted dance upon that edge:
This brink.

I've been too afraid.
Scared that once I take that
First giddy step, I will fall-
Plummet darkly down and disappear,
Crushed among the jagged sandstone rocks
Scattered like simple ashes to the liberated wind.

So I will not walk. Watch me-
I will hazard this risk, because-
Because- I know now, I have learnt-
Who's to say that I will be the one to fall?
That I won't defy old Newton's laws
Cawing merriment as the cold horizon thaws
Past icy overtures. I may well soar-
Tripping
:thumb289943157: A Thousand Acres of SunTrace it to the cradle, these spiny desires
That prickle golden like Eris' apple,
Snapping as the twig clasp, spite abundant
And bitter blood crunch as I draw it to my lips,
My lungs.

Bite.

I suppose I believed, or at least, made
Myself begin to believe that time would
Truly make the mangled memory fade to pangs,
Torment to parable, tumultuous clatter to muted patter,
Quiet Trojan clangs- like acid eroded bones
And jigsaw palms- pungent like the apple rot,
Searing and sour.

-I'm trying to remember
The scent, the taste of reward
-Endeavour's gift, sweet sapling blossom
Yellow chrysanthemum gloss
And hollow reeds unbridled
Bey



=Sammur-amat
As I inaudibly crumbleThe first thing that I can assure you of is the fortitude of my soul: I am a pact so strong that even the hurricane which caused my house to tear apart couldn't budge me. So strong, that even the earthquake that cracked the face of my school building couldn't chip me. So strong, that no amount of tidal waves could crash and break into my walls, my being. I am a pact made of several precious trinkets, letters and colors bound fervently. My frame has become a watchtower and my spirit, its sentry; I fulfill set duty. I am a pact so strong that I crave for certain commotion over what it is that I am, I wear and bare my vanity. I am a thrill seeke I wanted to say yes.I wanted to say yes.

I wanted to take your hand in mine and like a couple of idiots, run through the heavy traffic and pouring rain, and keep at it till our feet resign.
We'd find a tree with branches wide enough with leaves broad or plentiful enough to take shelter under, and there, you'd place your head on my lap as I'd sing you my favorite love song. The song I'd always wanted you to sing to me.

If only I hadn't found out the hard way that your feelings for me are but as thin as an onion's skin and that I could never accept and bow down to no matter how suave your courting style may be. If only I was stupider than what I really am- mayb
Serendipity and SnowfallI am la vie en rose,
a newborn with as many mini bones in my body as possibilities.
Lovelily,
I am potential waiting to be tapped into.
I am a spectrum of light,
serenity in the symmetry of a snowflake.

I come veiled in lace from everlasting love's womb with my budding,
fresh,
goose-flesh tucked tenderly underneath.
I spread my spirit wide,
outstretching my feather-tips &,
supplicated by twizzles,
I catch my ballerina's foot & fly.
In these fleeting,
finite moments of ubermensch suspension in multiple salchows comes clairvoyance,
a kindness beyond the absolution of mundane minds.

With the key to perfection being repetition,
I pray you



*SurrealCachinnation
How to Make Wings DisappearHow to make wings disappear:

pluck the downy feathers of
the angel, whose eyelashes flutter
like hummingbirds' wings,
as you jab nails into white palms
and lap up the blood that trickles
down her limbs.

confine her behind tarnished brass bars
forged by trust and strengthened by fear,
and train her to sing lullabies
with strained vocal chords
until each bloody sun rises.

admire the sweetness of her lips
as she serenades you sorrowfully;
this is love--is it not?

cherish the ivory bones
that creek beneath your weight,
and every last thump. thump.
thumpthumpthump
of her rapidly beating heart.

And then walk away,

knowing you g
LingerieEvery woman owns one garment
that remains tucked away,
saved for special occasions
when it will be seen.

It is almost always midnight
black, or blood red, and
covered in lace, or made
of mesh, soft and delicate
as the skin it covers.

Such things should be hidden,
lest the owner be labeled
as something other than "lady."

It has a power we can't
control, one that transforms
denim and cotton clad
ragdolls into Barbies,

perfectly proportioned plastic,
smooth and flawless hourglasses
that turn on command.

We groan and flinch
as satin strings pull us
apart and together,
and heartstrings are plucked
as we scrutinize our reflection;

we are not
To My HeroDarling,

I don't have to tell you a thousand reasons why I love you.  I could write for hours about your ever-changing hair color, the way your eyes light up when you smile even though they're the darkest shade of brown I've seen, the way my stomach does somersaults whenever your lips brush against mine or you say "I love you" and my name in the same sentence.

But this is not a love letter.

You know all the pieces of stories about him that I've told you as I remember.  Memory repression is a funny thing, and there are some things I don't particularly want to remember (like any of the times he made me smile instead of cry, laugh instead of



~Treo-LeGigeo
Russian RouletteThey take her on her honeymoon.

The wedding was lovely, or as lovely as it could have been with a couple that were more polite acquaintances than anything else and two sets of in-laws as stuffy as a dusty pile of money. They grab her when she sneaks out for a walk one night, two men, beefy, not even bothered to arm themselves. Her last thought before the bag is shoved over her eyes is to wonder how much this would ruin her parents' plans.

She comes to in a small brick room on a sallow mattress, windowless and lit by a cool yellow lamp. There's a man there, standing just outside the barred door.

"Kelly Shale," he says, voice nasally, greasy
The Magician - EpilogueThere's a man who isn't real, never was, and a woman who might be. There's a land of plains and skies, but also of times and hereafters. A land away from the darkness, out of the shadows of doubts and uncertainties, and with a spirit of its own.

The other man stays as he stands, a stranger, an intruder like the rest of the crowds who waltz in and out, seeing without really knowing. But unlike them he's beginning to nudge open that door between, taking the first few steps within. And he looks down now where the edges of the fortune teller's gift are cutting into his palm, unfurling his clenched fist and letting his eyes fall on the etched for
The Magician - Part 1"Devlin."

The dark man raised his head. "I'm sorry?"

"Ice Devlin, I believe they call you."

A pause, then he smiled. "I believe you have me at a disadvantage. Introductions, then? And a drink?"

He lifted a hand to signal as the other dropped a black briefcase to the floor and took the seat before him, visibly grimacing down at the grubby tabletop.

"Wonderful joint, isn't it?"

"Not at all," was the reply. "My kind exactly."

"I'd imagine so, yes," the other man said, dragging a glance around the bar.

"But not yours, I take it. What are you here for? Need something done?" Ice let his gaze sweep over the form opposite, eyes narrowing, ass



~winterkate
Faminei told him
i wanted to spend
three days
paying my dues
to the circumference
of my spine, to the size
of my stomach,
and all
that was not in it.

weary
of my constant need,
he droned
a platitude
in a voice like cold coffee.
"you're beautiful
the way you are."

i don't care
about beauty.
i care about hunger.
loneliness & starving
sisters. and i want to know
if the hunger that turns you
inside out
every day
is anything like
the famine
in me.
THAT POEM (Writer's Block)I sat down at my computer last Thursday night
with the full intention of writing THAT POEM. Oh, don't
play dumb. You know what THAT POEM is. We all know
what THAT POEM is. You with the cigarette train-tracks
charting your eternal drift to nowhere
on the insides of your arms, you
with the sludge of alcohol dripping thick & brown through
veins swollen & slow & pussy as zombies, you
with the eight children whose faces you can't remember
& the husband in the Hamptons whose name you sometimes forget
& the lover who never seems to come around as much as you pay him to – you
all know what THAT POEM

is. It's the rhythm beating a dull
MEi. I fell in love with a girl who catalogued darkness,
sat in her room with the blinds closed and wrote down
187 ways it felt
in all of the different times she couldn't see.
My name was one of them,
#143, ash velvet, and I didn't know what she meant at the time
but the only description she wrote beneath it
was good night for stuffed animals
bad night for worn pillows.

And I'm sorry I made you dream of the rivers.

ii. I fell in love with a girl who never looked in the mirror
but dressed to perfection, somehow
in her blue skirt and black socks
white tennis shoes
and a smile crooked as the bottom side of Indiana –
yeah, I



This Article Series Is Inspired By…



An undiscovered gem I found while browsing DeviantART. I took intrigued notice of *MonsterBrand’s 25 Deviants You Should Know and thought that would be a brilliant chance to spotlight  writers I adore in proper fashion. Of course, I had difficulties keeping the feature limited to only twenty-five writers. I realize there are still a great many deviants who are not on this list, but it is far from complete! I do urge you to take a look and get to know some of these writers listed – as they help to make DeviantART the wonderful literary community that it is – but your journey is far from over.

Cheers,
`LadyLincoln

:holly:

December Retro Seasons

Journal Entry: Sat Dec 1, 2012, 12:00 AM
Personal News

Welcome to December!

This month promises the delights of the holidays and the unity of our beloved families and friends. Ideally, it is a time where we most value and treasure those moments and the memories we create, with them all. It is also a time when I start to remember how much I miss my Momma and try to rekindle some of my happier reminiscences from my childhood and early adulthood. The holidays are when my painful loss is the most deeply felt. It is difficult to believe at times, that this will be my second holiday season without Momma. And, then come January and February, another bittersweet anniversary will be here, and this too, is oftentimes hard for me to imagine. These recent months and years have been speeding by so quickly, that it felt like only yesterday, that my Momma was wrapping her arms around me with her "hug quilt," on her very last Christmas, reminding me to: "never forget how much I treasure you sweetheart, always."

I never do forget the love that she carried for me, and the deep, raw love that she helped to inspire for me to carry towards others. As I grow older, I realize this more everyday. Sometimes I consider it a precious gift, and other times, when my unhappiness settles in, I begin to question myself, and wonder if I feel and express things much too strongly. However, I finally come to terms with these emotions, and understand that this is simply who I am. When I love – I love passionately – and with every fiber of my being. And when looking further back, I begin to recall that my Momma was a passionate being too, in her own, quiet way. She taught me to love deeply, honestly and without restraint. She reminded me that when all else seemed to fail her in her life, that the love she held onto was self-sustaining and well worth the ongoing fight.

Today, as another month begins, I look again to my Momma's convictions that real, honest love and friendship is worth the struggle, and to continue on towards the path that is meant for me. I have a firm belief that everything that happens is meant to happen, we just may not fully realize it at the time, and that strong life lessons are always present. And, during darker moments, when I quietly fight against my self-doubts, questioning whether I have loved enough, or done enough – I smile, realizing all along that I have. I then feel my Momma's encouragement from afar, regaining my strength. I begin anew with happiness in my heart, knowing that I will make this darker world a better place, simply by loving without fear, and embracing who I truly am.

A Bit of Literature

For those not as acquainted with me, my journal is a wonderful place to find some tidbits about what is going on in the Literature world. However, that being said, you will want to keep an eye out also for various other news postings from your Literature Community Volunteers, and please take a moment to add them to your watch, so you will not miss out on a thing! Oh, and do not forget about our own resident tweeter, *Lit-Twitter, who always does a fantastic job collecting several more tidbits for us in all things Lit. Scrolling down, you will also find information geared towards other contests, groups and other news various links all related to Literature, so be sure to check them out.

My monthly Ladies of Lit series officially arrived last August. At any time, if there is a literature female deviant that you feel merits a feature; please Note me. Also, not sure who has already been featured? Take a look at the current listing. Along with that, I host a variety of group projects, a tri-monthly 30 Writers to Discover series, and the ongoing Writers Welcome Wagon.

:bulletpurple: Ladies of Lit Issue: Volume Twenty-Seven.
:bulletpurple: Latest Volume of 30 Wonderful Writers.
:bulletpurple: Writers Welcome Wagon Project and Devious Writers Feature.
Do not miss your chance to meet and mingle with other writers.
:bulletpurple: Help me promote Lung Cancer Awareness. The deadline is January 1st.
:bulletpurple: A wonderful Resources and Critique article courtesy of the #LitResources staff.
:bulletpurple: Get yourself Exposed, and read up on some tips for getting to know Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: *ThornyEnglishRose is starting her Vintage Christmas Contest. The deadline is December 17th.
:bulletpurple: =Sammur-amat is hosting a New Years Contest. The deadline is December 30th.
:bulletpurple: `innocencedied2nite wants you to open your heart and Give Something Back.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory wants you to be a literary hero. Help report a Miscat.
:bulletpurple: ^NicSwaner is looking to find a bit of inspiration behind our Deviations.
:bulletpurple: `raspil shares more insights into her writing.

Within the community, there are several Literature chatrooms to visit that might be of interest to you. However, if you feel uncomfortable in these chatrooms, you might find what you are looking for in the revamped Literature Forums. There are also several critique and prompt groups available for use towards all of your Literature-related needs. Below, you will find just a small sampling of what the community has to offer you:

:bulletpurple: #CRLiterature The official DeviantART Literature chatroom.
:bulletpurple: #Writersforlife Write, mingle, learn and keep writing for life.
:bulletpurple: #Writeroom Looking for tips, ideas and more, the Writeroomies are here for you.
:bulletpurple: #Cabal Srs bsns of literary discussion.

:bulletpurple: #CritiqueIt DeviantART's Quality Critique Club.
:bulletpurple: #Writers-Workshop Where the Writers Workshop Writing.
:bulletpurple: #ScreamPrompts Are You A Writer?
:bulletpurple: #HammeredPoetry Sick of clichés…Us Too.
:bulletpurple: #transliterations From One World to Another.
:bulletpurple: #LITplease A Club for Every Writer.

Throughout DeviantART, there are a number of resourceful news articles filled with features, contests and much, much more. Several deviants keep the literature community in the know with these articles. I am honored to present the creme of the crop, and invite you to fully explore what each article has to offer.

:bulletpurple: The Lit Gallery Volunteers' November Lit Daily Deviations. and Official CR Journal Updates.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate Loves DA Lit! Contests, Various Groups, Workshops and More.
:bulletpurple: *wyldhoney finds Writers With Promise.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream has Publishing Resources.
:bulletpurple: ~apocathary also has a collection of Miscellaneous Resources.
:bulletpurple: =julietcaesar does as well in Her Journal.
:bulletpurple: `leoraigarath also collects Resources.
:bulletpurple: ~Mahi-Fish shares a Handy Poetry Checklist.
:bulletpurple: `mirz-alt helps us follow a Literary Compass.
:bulletpurple: ~safia3 supports her Novelist Writers. And is always looking for suggestions!
:bulletpurple: `zebrazebrazebra brings us an Acrostics Series with `HaveTales-WillTell.
:bulletpurple: =DrippingWords wants to Talk Writing.
:bulletpurple: `HaveTales-WillTell is all Lit Up.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory's got an eye for those who are Demonstrably Deviant.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream answers questions about Publishing.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate spotlights a League of Lit Groups.
:bulletpurple: `Jon-Law writes A Brilliant Writing Guide. Print it, read it, and save it. This is worth it.

With the official groups feature in full swing, there is a whole array of Literature groups to join and support. Below, you will have the opportunity to check out just a few of the newest ones on DeviantART. And, if there is a group not listed here that may interest you, you might want to check out the official Literature Group Hub.

#ChasingInk, #DAWritersUnite, #TheWritersCollection, #A-Fistful-Of-Pages, #SymphonyOfWords, #The-Unspoken-Word, ~PoetryWeek, #BlackoutSunrise, #LiterallyUnknown, #WordsSparkle, #InfinityCodex, #Creative-Pens, #HeartfeltPoetry, #15-Minutes-of-Fame, ~TheReadersCatalogue, #FindtheWords, #Literatureforall, #Literature-Dark, #The-Typing-Machine, #Library-of-Stories, #InspireTheUninspired, #Crowns-of-Sonnets, #all4poetry, #Poems-Galore, #Good-Literature, #The-Writers-Study, #the-writers-workshop, #TheRoyalScribe, #wordsfromyoursoul, #ShadowPoetry, #9bottles, #DA-Poetics, #through-the-pages, #Painted-From-Words, #Escape-To-Poetry, #BeautifulSong, #NovelHaven, #TheDesireProject, #PenToPage, #Literature-Out-Loud, #ScribesAndAll, #LiteratureJunkies, #Elocutionists, #Authors-Anonymous, #Book-Sanctuary, #confessional-poetry, #Forgotten-Fiction, #LiteratureDomain, #Beautiful-Poetry.

--Any other Literature news that you would like to see in this reserved space? Note me.

Thumbs: Change of Season, of Heart

You Look Like I Need A DrinkStatic verses quaking through crippled fingers, lisps written into inebriated meaning.  And I tried with fervent failure to pronounce the sarcasm spewing from my palms, but they were naughty syllables, practicing cohesion without permission, and heaving disjointed language from my rotten, rotten teeth.

She straggles with boulder bones sinking through infectious flesh, frantic slurs bleeding from her throat.  And I stumble for words, endeavoring to compose rainbows of smeared thought, but my vocal chords stutter unintelligible sympathy, incoherent accents and forced definition.

So I draw this poetic slop from corroded neurons, eager to drain
novemberthe sun is a dim pearl
beneath a blanket of gray
hung low from the heavens;

i'm your yellow tremor
paled by the cold, aching
for a proper sunrise.
FallFor a while it will seem
as if I was never coming back,
like summer or a childhood dream.
Your toes twist in the September sand
and the chill reminds you
that some thoughtless time,
some apple-scented eve
the old dog will growl low,
the night shadows stir;
moths will dart desperate
through an open door--
and you will watch solitude disappear
like broken, restless love.
thawingmy love,
i swear, there is a ghost beneath my bones.
she slides around the rungs of my ribs, gentle like a lover's hands but cold, so unlike yours. i lay in bed at night, days after you have gone, your jacket and seven blankets struggling to keep me warm -but her arctic touch seeps deeper, slides its way past my lips and settles in places i swore only you could touch. and i am left gasping, arching, desperate for a body one hundred and thirty eight miles away, a voice that doesn't seem nearly as warm after traveling through the airwaves, a spring that only exists in your arms.
because i miss laughter, i miss your eyes, i miss the feeling of thawing after forty days in the tundra of my own heart, and two in yours.
Dear Daddy's GirlDear Naive 15,  

You're ignorant as Hell.

You dress in baggy blue jeans, wear an oversized hoodie every day, and never let your hair down. Students at school, and even your mom, think you're gay… and you don't even know.

All of your classmates blame you for a burn book that circulated after that Mean Girls movie. Everyone thinks you're a jealous bitch and secretly they mock you. How can you not see that?

Your teachers are all positive that you cut yourself and that you're always on drugs. Even now you have no idea why they ask you to take your jacket off during class. Could it be that you always wear long sleeves?

It's okay, sweetheart.
Old Loves and Sanity in a Lonely ChairLithographs of you
waxing lyrical on the bookshelf
between love letters and lithium
and the taste of your breath.

April euphoria
wearing down like the sole of well-
worn shoes
I wait at the door
half in and half out
with so much to lose






:bulletpurple: If you stop by, and would like to begin your journey on my DA homepage, may I suggest starting here. Also, if you are new to DA and need further assistance, please feel free to contact me if you cannot find what you are looking for in the FAQ section found here.

:bulletpurple: My official DeviantART Prayer Support Log. If there is someone you know who is in need of support, do let me know at any time and I will add them to the log.

:bulletpurple: I like to support Literature here by adding literature clubs/groups to my watch. If I have yet to add yours, feel free to leave me a comment.

:bulletpurple: Who is serving the Literature Community and what can they do for you? Your Community Volunteers for Literature are listed below as follows, along with their guidelines. You can freely contact them at any time with your questions or concerns.

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Group and Club News

:bulletpurple: Please stop by :iconthe-novelist-club: and feel free to join us, whether you are a writer, a poet, reader, or even a critic - we'd love to have you. We are currently accepting regular submissions and various pieces for our Workshops, so please show your support to these wonderful writers and stop by.

:bulletpurple: Looking to join a fun group which supports the exciting era of Abraham Lincoln by paying homage to his memory with fun panel discussions, Q and A sessions, book reviews and much, much more? Then #TheLincolnLegacy is the perfect place for you. Walks of all artistic life are warmly welcomed here.

:bulletpurple: #LungCancer-Awareness was created to bring awareness to a well-known cancer that has not only impacted the daily lives of the members of my own family – but so many others around us. Anything that you can do to promote awareness within your community can and will make a difference!

:bulletpurple: Looking for some of the latest news about your Daily Deviations or that news article you may missed over the course of the month? Well then, #LitResources may be the very place for you to catch up on all of the latest happenings.

:bulletpurple: Everyone is welcome over at our group, And we realize that every writer has their own personality, interests, strengths and weaknesses, so we aim to provide unique pathways into the community for everyone. So go on - sign yourself up and get exposed over at #Expose-Lit.

:bulletpurple: Our judges at #TalentedWritersGuild are looking for your quality literature! So, if you have something that you feel will simultaneously move us, challenge us, and inspire us as readers - then we are the very group for you.

:bulletpurple: Looking for a delightful and positively charged environment to post your work and give others some encouragement and support? Then look no further than #ProjectPositivity.

:bulletpurple: I have added several updates to our local club #Indiana-Deviants, so if you are from Indiana, or just interested in Hoosier related news, please, by all means, join us! We would be more than happy to have you there. We are always looking to accept new submissions.

Featured Writer of the Month

Jorge never ceases to amaze me with his powerful poetry and prose, which always packs a vibrant, imagery-filled "punch." Though this talented deviant has only been present on DeviantART for a few short months, his writing is consistently beautiful and well worth returning to, again and again.

*glossolalias



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Mid November News: Thankstivity

Thu Nov 15, 2012, 12:01 AM


Within the past few weeks, the Literature Community has been celebrating unity and positivity. The great joy I feel being a part of it all always puts me in the holiday spirit. And certainly, there is no better way to celebrate a traditional Thanksgiving than in giving thanks for the people and things here that I cherish so. Having been a member for DeviantART for seven years, I have come to know and love several deviants whom have made a strong impact in my life. There have been remarkable deviants like our darling `GeneratingHype, who was taken from us all too soon – who saw a strong, positive force within me that no one was expecting – even me. He raised me up, and motivated me to make a difference. And, his strong presence is still deeply felt within the community.

There have been those who have made DeviantART worth coming back to, again and again. This community continues to inspire and enthuse me. Without its support, I certainly wouldn't be where I am now, blessed with so many amazing daily experiences and adventures. And, these special deviants are the ones we will always remember in the future as those who kept us all unified. I often smile when I think of this community, because several deviants here have been there for me over the years, when heart wrenching, darker times made me question my strength. Without a doubt, I would not have weathered through all of it without the constant force of love and support so many here have freely given. I thank God every day for this community, and always value and appreciate it.

Along the way, I have taken so many enduring lessons with me. The community and its deviants taught me to always be pro-active and to be a strong leader. DeviantART helped inspire me to stand up, and be heard. I also learned that the power of positivity is far reaching and that unity is possible, if we are all willing to work together. Granted, we may make mistakes along the way, but it comes with the learning process, and not being afraid to make the daring leap to impact change. And, at the end of the day, I remember the daily blessings that DeviantART has offered me throughout the years, and move slowly forward into the future with love and courage.



For those not as acquainted with me, my journal is a wonderful place to find some tidbits about what is going on in the Literature world. However, that being said, you will want to keep an eye out also for various other news postings from your Literature Community Volunteers, and please take a moment to add them to your watch, so you will not miss out on a thing! Oh, and do not forget about our own resident tweeter, *Lit-Twitter, who always does a fantastic job collecting several more tidbits for us in all things Lit. Scrolling down, you will also find information geared towards other contests, groups and other news various links all related to Literature, so be sure to check them out.

My monthly Ladies of Lit series officially arrived last August. At any time, if there is a literature female deviant that you feel merits a feature; please Note me. Also, not sure who has already been featured? Take a look at the current listing. Along with that, I host a variety of group projects, a tri-monthly 30 Writers to Discover series, and the ongoing Writers Welcome Wagon.

:new: Ladies of Lit Issue: Volume Twenty-Six.
Keep an eye out for Volume Twenty-Seven, coming out December 7th!
:bulletpurple: Latest Volume of 30 Wonderful Writers.
:bulletpurple: Writers Welcome Wagon Project and Devious Writers Feature.
Do not miss your chance to meet and mingle with other writers.
:new: Help me promote Lung Cancer Awareness. The deadline is January 1st.
:bulletpurple: A wonderful Resources and Critique article courtesy of the #LitResources staff.
:bulletpurple: Get yourself Exposed, and read up on some tips for getting to know Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: NaNoWriMo is here! Be prepared for a challenge.
:bulletpurple: `PinkyMcCoversong gives us a lesson on Sucking it up for NaNoWriMo, and getting a proper Jumpstart.
:bulletpurple: `PinkyMcCoversong is hosting the Dear Teen Me contest. The deadline is November 20th.
:new: *ThornyEnglishRose is starting her Vintage Christmas Contest. The deadline is December 17th.
:bulletpurple: `innocencedied2nite wants you to walk a mile in their shoes, all art/literature is accepted.
:bulletpurple: `innocencedied2nite wants you to open your heart and Give Something Back.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory wants you to be a literary hero. Help report a Miscat.
:bulletpurple: ^NicSwaner is looking to find a bit of inspiration behind our Deviations.
:bulletpurple: `raspil shares more insights into her writing.

Within the community, there are several Literature chatrooms to visit that might be of interest to you. However, if you feel uncomfortable in these chatrooms, you might find what you are looking for in the revamped Literature Forums. There are also several critique and prompt groups available for use towards all of your Literature-related needs. Below, you will find just a small sampling of what the community has to offer you:

:bulletpurple: #CRLiterature The official DeviantART Literature chatroom.
:bulletpurple: #Writersforlife Write, mingle, learn and keep writing for life.
:bulletpurple: #Writeroom Looking for tips, ideas and more, the Writeroomies are here for you.
:bulletpurple: #Cabal Srs bsns of literary discussion.

:bulletpurple: #CritiqueIt DeviantART's Quality Critique Club.
:bulletpurple: #Writers-Workshop Where the Writers Workshop Writing.
:bulletpurple: #ScreamPrompts Are You A Writer?
:bulletpurple: #HammeredPoetry Sick of clichés…Us Too.
:bulletpurple: #transliterations From One World to Another.
:bulletpurple: #LITplease A Club for Every Writer.

Throughout DeviantART, there are a number of resourceful news articles filled with features, contests and much, much more. Several deviants keep the literature community in the know with these articles. I am honored to present the creme of the crop, and invite you to fully explore what each article has to offer.

:bulletpurple: The Lit Gallery Volunteers' October Lit Daily Deviations. and Official CR Journal Updates.
:new: `IrrevocableFate Loves DA Lit! Contests, Various Groups, Workshops and More.
:bulletpurple: ~wyldhoney finds Writers With Promise.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream has Publishing Resources.
:bulletpurple: `apocathary also has a collection of Miscellaneous Resources.
:bulletpurple: =julietcaesar does as well in Her Journal.
:bulletpurple: `leoraigarath also collects Resources.
:bulletpurple: ~Mahi-Fish shares a Handy Poetry Checklist.
:new: `mirz-alt helps us follow a Literary Compass.
:bulletpurple: ~safia3 supports her Novelist Writers. And is always looking for suggestions!
:bulletpurple: `zebrazebrazebra brings us an Acrostics Series with `HaveTales-WillTell.
:bulletpurple: =DrippingWords wants to Talk Writing.
:bulletpurple: `HaveTales-WillTell is all Lit Up.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory's got an eye for those who are Demonstrably Deviant.
:new: *SadisticIceCream answers questions about Publishing.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate spotlights a League of Lit Groups.
:bulletpurple: `Jon-Law writes A Brilliant Writing Guide. Print it, read it, and save it. This is worth it.

With the official groups feature in full swing, there is a whole array of Literature groups to join and support. Below, you will have the opportunity to check out just a few of the newest ones on DeviantART. And, if there is a group not listed here that may interest you, you might want to check out the official Literature Group Hub.

#InnerSanityAndChaos, #Write-Your-World, #Inspiration-Poetry, #The-Writers-of-dA, #Authors-Academy, #WorthyWriters, ~CharacterDevelopment, #How-To-Write-Fantasy, #Great-Literature, #Writing-Writers, #Poetic-Revelations, #ChasingInk, #DAWritersUnite, #TheWritersCollection, #A-Fistful-Of-Pages, #SymphonyOfWords, #The-Unspoken-Word, ~PoetryWeek, #BlackoutSunrise, #LiterallyUnknown, #WordsSparkle, #InfinityCodex, #Creative-Pens, #HeartfeltPoetry, #15-Minutes-of-Fame, ~TheReadersCatalogue, #FindtheWords, #Literatureforall, #Literature-Dark, #The-Typing-Machine, #Library-of-Stories, #InspireTheUninspired, #Crowns-of-Sonnets, #all4poetry, #Poems-Galore, #Good-Literature, #The-Writers-Study, #the-writers-workshop, #TheRoyalScribe, ~Calling-Out-Words, #wordsfromyoursoul, #ShadowPoetry, #9bottles, #DA-Poetics, #through-the-pages, #Painted-From-Words, #Escape-To-Poetry, #BeautifulSong, #NovelHaven, #TheDesireProject, #PenToPage, #Literature-Out-Loud, #ScribesAndAll.
:new: #LiteratureJunkies, #Elocutionists, #Authors-Anonymous, #Book-Sanctuary, #confessional-poetry, #Forgotten-Fiction, #LiteratureDomain, #Beautiful-Poetry.

--Any other Literature news that you would like to see in this reserved space? Note me.

Lung Cancer Awareness
Funny HowFunny how before all that mattered was the cause,
and now all that matters is the result.

I remember having to fetch the phonebook
when I was nine; because I forgot
that emergencies are triple zero.
I felt a bit foolish when I realised but wasted
  no time,           there was none.
Their questions confused me
they were patient but I was trembling in fright.
I waited tensely as Dad grunted,
and listened for crunching gravel.
In forty minutes I heard it and efficiency came,
bursting through our creaky doors.
I couldn't relax      but it felt new
To be driving to school in an ambulance.

Seven years later I did it again & it felt
TributeGail was born on the first of August 1942, the elder of two. She grew up in New York City, marrying by age 22 and producing three children of her own.

She'd tried her first cigarette when she was eleven. That shouldn't surprise you; in those days there wasn't a Surgeon General's warning — or for that matter, any other public service messages.

While she enjoyed motherhood well enough, Gail also had a restless spirit; she was happiest when she was working, helping others, or driving her car. Accordingly, just before her 53rd birthday (and with her children grown and flown) she lost forty pounds and fulfilled a lifelong dream: qualifying



:bulletpurple: If you stop by, and would like to begin your journey on my DA homepage, may I suggest starting here. Also, if you are new to DA and need further assistance, please feel free to contact me if you cannot find what you are looking for in the FAQ section found here.

:bulletpurple: My official DeviantART Prayer Support Log. If there is someone you know who is in need of support, do let me know at any time and I will add them to the log.

:bulletpurple: I like to support Literature here by adding literature clubs/groups to my watch. If I have yet to add yours, feel free to leave me a comment.

:bulletpurple: Who is serving the Literature Community and what can they do for you? Your Community Volunteers for Literature are listed below as follows, along with their guidelines. You can freely contact them at any time with your questions or concerns.

^Beccalicious DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^neurotype   DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^NicSwaner   DD Suggestion Guidelines.
`thorns         DD Suggestion Guidelines.

:bulletpurple: And, of course, here are some lovely stamps, to show your support!

:thumb81441026:





:bulletpurple: Please stop by :iconthe-novelist-club: and feel free to join us, whether you are a writer, a poet, reader, or even a critic - we'd love to have you. We are currently accepting regular submissions and various pieces for our Workshops, so please show your support to these wonderful writers and stop by.

:bulletpurple: Looking to join a fun group which supports the exciting era of Abraham Lincoln by paying homage to his memory with fun panel discussions, Q and A sessions, book reviews and much, much more? Then #TheLincolnLegacy is the perfect place for you. Walks of all artistic life are warmly welcomed here.

:bulletpurple: #LungCancer-Awareness was created to bring awareness to a well-known cancer that has not only impacted the daily lives of the members of my own family – but so many others around us. Anything that you can do to promote awareness within your community can and will make a difference!

:bulletpurple: Looking for some of the latest news about your Daily Deviations or that news article you may missed over the course of the month? Well then, #LitResources may be the very place for you to catch up on all of the latest happenings.

:bulletpurple: Everyone is welcome over at our group, And we realize that every writer has their own personality, interests, strengths and weaknesses, so we aim to provide unique pathways into the community for everyone. So go on - sign yourself up and get exposed over at #Expose-Lit.

:bulletpurple: Our judges at #TalentedWritersGuild are looking for your quality literature! So, if you have something that you feel will simultaneously move us, challenge us, and inspire us as readers - then we are the very group for you.

:bulletpurple: Looking for a delightful and positively charged environment to post your work and give others some encouragement and support? Then look no further than #ProjectPositivity.

:bulletpurple: I have added several updates to our local club #Indiana-Deviants, so if you are from Indiana, or just interested in Hoosier related news, please, by all means, join us! We would be more than happy to have you there. We are always looking to accept new submissions.


Dee's beautiful writing is perfect for reading on a chilly, winter night, by the fireplace. It makes you feel warm and comforted. Her prose especially weaves a perfect story that one can read again and again, feeling at home.

=Sammur-amat





Making journaling an art form since 2005. Journal Design & CSS
By `ginkgografix Exclusively for `LadyLincoln and best viewed in FireFox

Lung Cancer Awareness: Year Three

Thu Nov 15, 2012, 12:01 AM


As everyone is well aware, positive change always starts with us, and there are several things you can do within your community to show your support towards that greater good. To most of us, November is the month we celebrate Thanksgiving with our families and loved ones, while our giving humble thanks for our many blessings. This is also the time to remember the importance of what cherished things (and wonderful people) matter the most to us and in celebrating our unified causes. And, if those we love are fighting their battle against lung cancer (or any other cancers,) there are going to be several unanswered questions and fears. No one taking this journey should ever have to face this ongoing battle alone, and this is where we come in.


#LungCancer-Awareness: Making A Difference





For those not familiar with this group and its purpose, we shall delve into that right now. Our group was created to bring awareness to a well-known cancer that has not only impacted the daily lives of the members of my own family – but so many others around us. Anything that you can do to promote awareness within your community can and will make a difference! We want everyone to know that they are never alone. We want to always keep our doors open to those who need advice, a helping hand, or a shoulder to lean on. We want to hear all about how you are making a difference, connecting with those battling cancer, or helping your families and friends cope. We all want to stay united by sharing a part of ourselves with other deviants, to inspire hope, and in encouraging others to take the first step. So, with this in mind, lets read about our newest group activity.


Your Project Itinerary:


Make a Difference by Touching a Life
 

What this project entails is creating either a polished artwork or literature deviation telling or showing us how you have made a difference by impacting someone’s life who is fighting cancer. For example: “Uncle Rob’s fight with cancer changed my life because it made me see life differently, making me want to donate toward good causes like the American Cancer Society to help others.” Each piece will go into our special deviation folder entitled: “Make a Difference,” and with each entry we receive, a $5.00 donation will be made towards the Lung Cancer Alliance.


Submission Guidelines:


:bulletyellow: You may submit your entries under any category that you wish. This includes, but is not limited to: literature, photography, digital or text art.

:bulletyellow: You may send in as many of these as you like under different categories. We like variety. However, be sure to note all of your entries to `LadyLincoln c/o #LungCancer-Awareness, marked as: “Make A Difference Entry.”

:bulletyellow: Your deadline is January 1st, so you will have plenty of time to be as creative as you wish, just be sure that it relates to our cancer theme.

:bulletyellow: Please keep all visual and Literature entries as polished and clean as possible.


Want to Learn More?



Do not forget to join us over at #LungCancer-Awareness if you have to do so to get started today, and to help us make a difference in someone else’s life by joining in the fight to combat this disease and find a cure! Remember, awareness starts with you.


Here are some other support groups that you might be interested in:


:iconbreastcanceraware::iconstandup2cancer::iconcancer-awareness::iconfind-a-cure:



Blessings,
`LadyLincoln

:heart:

November Awareness

Thu Nov 1, 2012, 12:00 AM


Welcome to November!

First things first: If you have yet to do so, please go and show your support for my #LungCancer-Awareness group. The month of November is going to primarily devoted to lung cancer activities and awareness features. And, I hope to do everything that I can in my power to promote, inspire, and push to help honor my mother's memory. By all means, if any of you know someone personally who is inflicted with this disease, please come forward and help me to make others aware so we can all support one another. No one has to fight through this unforgiving illness alone – or should anyone have to. I have said it several times before: we all stand a far better chance at helping those in need with their personal fight when we all can stand united. But, November is not just about Lung Cancer awareness. Don't forget to help $Moonbeam13 (and others) by also supporting Movember, bringing awareness to Men's health, more specifically Prostate Cancer. My heartdad Terry was diagnosed with this Cancer two months after my Mother passed away due to her Lung Cancer battle, so it is also a cause very important to me. Together, we can -- and will -- make a difference.

And as for the Literature community, NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) is back in full swing this year! Like many, I am participating. So, on this tradtional note – I want to read all about your NaNoWriMo plans. What sort of novel(s) are you writing? Where there any past experiences that were memorable for you, and what sort of writing tips do you care to offer those just starting out this year? And, if you haven't yet, feel free to add me as a NaNoWriMo buddy over on the NaNoWriMo website @ladylincoln, so we can keep track of each other's progress and root each other on towards our goal of fifty thousand words. The writing "madness" starts today, and do not fret, if you cannot write fifty thousand words, why not try and write something else creative if you haven't yet? Or, you can take the opportunity to edit something older. I am proud to say that I just recently finished editing my NaNoWriMo novel from two years ago, and will be (hopefully) looking into different publishers.

As fall progresses into winter, and another important anniversary approaches, I wanted to take a moment to count my blessings and to also remind others to find joy in theirs. November is, of course, also the month where we celebrate Thanksgiving in the states, and enjoy precious time with our families and other loved ones. I know how easy it is to get caught up in daily activities and to forget about things like quality time, but it is important – all year long. Take the time, because life changes on us in a heartbeat. Say and do everything in your heart to show others you care about them. Tomorrow is a new day, make it count.



For those not as acquainted with me, my journal is a wonderful place to find some tidbits about what is going on in the Literature world. However, that being said, you will want to keep an eye out also for various other news postings from your Literature Community Volunteers, and please take a moment to add them to your watch, so you will not miss out on a thing! Oh, and do not forget about our own resident tweeter, *Lit-Twitter, who always does a fantastic job collecting several more tidbits for us in all things Lit. Scrolling down, you will also find information geared towards other contests, groups and other news various links all related to Literature, so be sure to check them out.

My monthly Ladies of Lit series officially arrived last August. At any time, if there is a literature female deviant that you feel merits a feature; please Note me. Also, not sure who has already been featured? Take a look at the current listing. Along with that, I host a variety of group projects, a tri-monthly 30 Writers to Discover series, and the ongoing Writers Welcome Wagon.

:bulletpurple: Ladies of Lit Issue: Volume Twenty-Six.
Keep an eye out for Volume Twenty-Seven, coming out December 7th!
:bulletpurple: Latest Volume of 30 Wonderful Writers.
:bulletpurple: Writers Welcome Wagon Project and Devious Writers Feature.
Do not miss your chance to meet and mingle with other writers.
:bulletpurple: A wonderful Resources and Critique article courtesy of the #LitResources staff.
:bulletpurple: Get yourself Exposed, and read up on some tips for getting to know Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: NaNoWriMo is here! Be prepared for a challenge.
:bulletpurple: `PinkyMcCoversong gives us a lesson on Sucking it up for NaNoWriMo, and getting a proper Jumpstart.
:bulletpurple: `GrimFace242 is looking for Critics. The deadline for this challenge is November 13th.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory wants 25 Birthday Wishes. The deadline is November 18th.
:bulletpurple: `PinkyMcCoversong is hosting the Dear Teen Me contest. The deadline is November 20th.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory wants us to Give Thanks. The deadline is November 22nd.
:bulletpurple: *ThornyEnglishRose is starting her Vintage Christmas Contest. The deadline is December 17th.
:bulletpurple: `innocencedied2nite wants you to walk a mile in their shoes, all art/literature is accepted.
:bulletpurple: `innocencedied2nite wants you to open your heart and Give Something Back.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory wants you to be a literary hero. Help report a Miscat.
:bulletpurple: ^NicSwaner is looking to find a bit of inspiration behind our Deviations.
:bulletpurple: `raspil shares more insights into her writing.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate gives us reasons to love DA's Lit Community.

Within the community, there are several Literature chatrooms to visit that might be of interest to you. However, if you feel uncomfortable in these chatrooms, you might find what you are looking for in the revamped Literature Forums. There are also several critique and prompt groups available for use towards all of your Literature-related needs. Below, you will find just a small sampling of what the community has to offer you:

:bulletpurple: #CRLiterature The official DeviantART Literature chatroom.
:bulletpurple: #Writersforlife Write, mingle, learn and keep writing for life.
:bulletpurple: #Writeroom Looking for tips, ideas and more, the Writeroomies are here for you.
:bulletpurple: #Cabal Srs bsns of literary discussion.

:bulletpurple: #CritiqueIt DeviantART's Quality Critique Club.
:bulletpurple: #Writers-Workshop Where the Writers Workshop Writing.
:bulletpurple: #ScreamPrompts Are You A Writer?
:bulletpurple: #HammeredPoetry Sick of clichés…Us Too.
:bulletpurple: #transliterations From One World to Another.
:bulletpurple: #LITplease A Club for Every Writer.

Throughout DeviantART, there are a number of resourceful news articles filled with features, contests and much, much more. Several deviants keep the literature community in the know with these articles. I am honored to present the creme of the crop, and invite you to fully explore what each article has to offer.

:bulletpurple: The Lit Gallery Volunteers' October Lit Daily Deviations. and Official CR Journal Updates.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate Loves DA Lit! Contests, Various Groups, Workshops and More.
:bulletpurple: ~wyldhoney finds Writers With Promise.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream has Publishing Resources.
:bulletpurple: `apocathary also has a collection of Miscellaneous Resources.
:bulletpurple: =julietcaesar does as well in Her Journal.
:bulletpurple: `leoraigarath also collects Resources.
:bulletpurple: ~Mahi-Fish shares a Handy Poetry Checklist.
:bulletpurple: ~safia3 supports her Novelist Writers. And is always looking for suggestions!
:bulletpurple: `zebrazebrazebra brings us an Acrostics Series with `HaveTales-WillTell.
:bulletpurple: =DrippingWords wants to Talk Writing.
:bulletpurple: `HaveTales-WillTell is all Lit Up.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory's got an eye for those who are Demonstrably Deviant.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream answers questions about Publishing.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate spotlights a League of Lit Groups.
:bulletpurple: `Jon-Law writes A Brilliant Writing Guide. Print it, read it, and save it. This is worth it.

With the official groups feature in full swing, there is a whole array of Literature groups to join and support. Below, you will have the opportunity to check out just a few of the newest ones on DeviantART. And, if there is a group not listed here that may interest you, you might want to check out the official Literature Group Hub.

#InnerSanityAndChaos, #Write-Your-World, #Inspiration-Poetry, #The-Writers-of-dA, #Authors-Academy, #WorthyWriters, ~CharacterDevelopment, #How-To-Write-Fantasy, #Great-Literature, #Writing-Writers, #Poetic-Revelations, #ChasingInk, #DAWritersUnite, #TheWritersCollection, #A-Fistful-Of-Pages, #SymphonyOfWords, #The-Unspoken-Word, ~PoetryWeek, #BlackoutSunrise, #LiterallyUnknown, #WordsSparkle, #InfinityCodex, #Creative-Pens, #HeartfeltPoetry, #15-Minutes-of-Fame, ~TheReadersCatalogue, #FindtheWords, #Literatureforall, #Literature-Dark, #The-Typing-Machine, #Library-of-Stories, #InspireTheUninspired, #Crowns-of-Sonnets, #all4poetry, #Poems-Galore, #Good-Literature, #The-Writers-Study, #the-writers-workshop, #TheRoyalScribe, ~Calling-Out-Words, #wordsfromyoursoul, #ShadowPoetry, #9bottles, #DA-Poetics, #through-the-pages, #Painted-From-Words, #Escape-To-Poetry, #BeautifulSong, #NovelHaven, #TheDesireProject, #PenToPage, #Literature-Out-Loud, #ScribesAndAll, #LiteratureJunkies, #Elocutionists.

--Any other Literature news that you would like to see in this reserved space? Note me.

Lung Cancer Awareness
Funny HowFunny how before all that mattered was the cause,
and now all that matters is the result.

I remember having to fetch the phonebook
when I was nine; because I forgot
that emergencies are triple zero.
I felt a bit foolish when I realised but wasted
  no time,           there was none.
Their questions confused me
they were patient but I was trembling in fright.
I waited tensely as Dad grunted,
and listened for crunching gravel.
In forty minutes I heard it and efficiency came,
bursting through our creaky doors.
I couldn't relax      but it felt new
To be driving to school in an ambulance.

Seven years later I did it again & it felt
TributeGail was born on the first of August 1942, the elder of two. She grew up in New York City, marrying by age 22 and producing three children of her own.

She'd tried her first cigarette when she was eleven. That shouldn't surprise you; in those days there wasn't a Surgeon General's warning — or for that matter, any other public service messages.

While she enjoyed motherhood well enough, Gail also had a restless spirit; she was happiest when she was working, helping others, or driving her car. Accordingly, just before her 53rd birthday (and with her children grown and flown) she lost forty pounds and fulfilled a lifelong dream: qualifying



:bulletpurple: If you stop by, and would like to begin your journey on my DA homepage, may I suggest starting here. Also, if you are new to DA and need further assistance, please feel free to contact me if you cannot find what you are looking for in the FAQ section found here.

:bulletpurple: My official DeviantART Prayer Support Log. If there is someone you know who is in need of support, do let me know at any time and I will add them to the log.

:bulletpurple: I like to support Literature here by adding literature clubs/groups to my watch. If I have yet to add yours, feel free to leave me a comment.

:bulletpurple: Who is serving the Literature Community and what can they do for you? Your Community Volunteers for Literature are listed below as follows, along with their guidelines. You can freely contact them at any time with your questions or concerns.

^Beccalicious DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^neurotype   DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^NicSwaner   DD Suggestion Guidelines.
`thorns         DD Suggestion Guidelines.

:bulletpurple: And, of course, here are some lovely stamps, to show your support!

:thumb81441026:





:bulletpurple: Please stop by :iconthe-novelist-club: and feel free to join us, whether you are a writer, a poet, reader, or even a critic - we'd love to have you. We are currently accepting regular submissions and various pieces for our Workshops, so please show your support to these wonderful writers and stop by.

:bulletpurple: Looking to join a fun group which supports the exciting era of Abraham Lincoln by paying homage to his memory with fun panel discussions, Q and A sessions, book reviews and much, much more? Then #TheLincolnLegacy is the perfect place for you. Walks of all artistic life are warmly welcomed here.

:bulletpurple: #LungCancer-Awareness was created to bring awareness to a well-known cancer that has not only impacted the daily lives of the members of my own family – but so many others around us. Anything that you can do to promote awareness within your community can and will make a difference!

:bulletpurple: Looking for some of the latest news about your Daily Deviations or that news article you may missed over the course of the month? Well then, #LitResources may be the very place for you to catch up on all of the latest happenings.

:bulletpurple: Everyone is welcome over at our group, And we realize that every writer has their own personality, interests, strengths and weaknesses, so we aim to provide unique pathways into the community for everyone. So go on - sign yourself up and get exposed over at #Expose-Lit.

:bulletpurple: Our judges at #TalentedWritersGuild are looking for your quality literature! So, if you have something that you feel will simultaneously move us, challenge us, and inspire us as readers - then we are the very group for you.

:bulletpurple: Looking for a delightful and positively charged environment to post your work and give others some encouragement and support? Then look no further than #ProjectPositivity.

:bulletpurple: I have added several updates to our local club #Indiana-Deviants, so if you are from Indiana, or just interested in Hoosier related news, please, by all means, join us! We would be more than happy to have you there. We are always looking to accept new submissions.


Dee's beautiful writing is perfect for reading on a chilly, winter night, by the fireplace. It makes you feel warm and comforted. Her prose especially weaves a perfect story that one can read again and again, feeling at home.

=Sammur-amat





Making journaling an art form since 2005. Journal Design & CSS
By `ginkgografix Exclusively for `LadyLincoln and best viewed in FireFox

Mid October News: Community

Mon Oct 15, 2012, 12:02 AM


Recently, the Literature community had a debate about discovering one's niche amongst the DeviantART Literature (growing) 'crowd,' and being proactive. Needless to say, in regards to my community, calling me "proactive" is an understatement. `raspil brought up an excellent point that others should always keep in mind: "If you want the lit community to be a fun and positive and successful part of dA, it is up to you. This is a community and you are a part of it. Don't rely on others to do it for you, make something happen. Be responsible, be pro-active. Don't think the mods/GMs/CVs/group owners/others are the only ones here who are supposed to be running things around here. We all have to do something. How do you be more pro-active in the lit community? Two words: GIVE BACK!"

To be a part of this community, you have to be willing to make the effort to do the work. While I realize this can be difficult at times, (I work over sixty hours a week, so I sympathize!) others will notice your efforts, if you do try. And, I cannot stress this point enough: do not expect others to go out of their way to assist you if you are not willing to give back. While our ^Volunteers and other various community leaders are wonderful about reaching out and lending a hand, progress and change starts with us, first. They cannot improve things without our critical feedback and assistance. Being in the administrative role years ago, helped give me a unique perspective. I had the rare opportunity to see the community from several angles, and it taught me valuable lessons that I still use today while striving to make a difference, one deviant at a time.

First and always: if you love to write, then write. After that, keep on writing with passion and show us why you love it. Keep improving, ask for critique, and offer it in return. Do something to impact positive change – and help us make a difference. Find out what works for you and do not be afraid to follow your own path. And remember: you will get back exactly what give out; so do not be afraid to make the endeavor.

Be the positive change, not the negative anchor.



For those not as acquainted with me, my journal is a wonderful place to find some tidbits about what is going on in the Literature world. However, that being said, you will want to keep an eye out also for various other news postings from your Literature Community Volunteers, and please take a moment to add them to your watch, so you will not miss out on a thing! Oh, and do not forget about our own resident tweeter, *Lit-Twitter, who always does a fantastic job collecting several more tidbits for us in all things Lit. Scrolling down, you will also find information geared towards other contests, groups and other news various links all related to Literature, so be sure to check them out.

My monthly Ladies of Lit series officially arrived last August. At any time, if there is a literature female deviant that you feel merits a feature; please Note me. Also, not sure who has already been featured? Take a look at the current listing. Along with that, I host a variety of group projects, a tri-monthly 30 Writers to Discover series, and the ongoing Writers Welcome Wagon.

:new: Ladies of Lit Issue: Volume Twenty-Five.
Keep an eye out for Volume Twenty-Six, coming out November 7th!
:new: Latest Volume of 30 Wonderful Writers.
:bulletpurple: Writers Welcome Wagon Project and Devious Writers Feature.
Do not miss your chance to meet and mingle with other writers.
:bulletpurple: A wonderful Resources and Critique article courtesy of the #LitResources staff.
:bulletpurple: Get yourself Exposed, and read up on some tips for getting to know Deviants in Lit.
:new: NaNoWriMo is coming our way. Be prepared for a challenge.
:new: `PinkyMcCoversong gives us a lesson on Sucking it up for NaNoWriMo, and getting a proper Jumpstart.
:bulletpurple: `Memnalar's All Hallow's Tales Contest is underway. The deadline is October 22nd.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate wants to know why you love the Literature Community. The deadline is October 29th.
:bulletpurple: `dreamsinstatic's Poetry Screams Contest has launched. The deadline is November 1st.  
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Thank you Stephany for the spotlight feature!
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Leaving Me Breathless
Breathe - Draft OneNails, worried at by impatient teeth.
A styrofoam cup picked skeletal.
Eyes droop and snap, head up, alert again.
I try not to sleep, not to breathe, not to be;

Old wives tales, offer advice and help.
Old men run checkups; diagnosis medical.
Your head in my lap, fingers circle again.
You try to sleep, I try to breathe, to be

happy - now that you're safe and almost home.
Skin pinching at eyes to tempt them to close
but I couldn't sleep if I wanted to, and I don't.
I can't sleep, I can't breathe without you.

So I pray hard to the Gods of caffeine,
I try to steal the pain from your mattress.
Try to chase it out of the room,
I lie
LustHis hands have a habit of finding my hip bones,
trailing his river like fingers along my stone smooth skin,
his lips do not move, his mouth tells me stories.

Mine spend their time
tracing the length and breadth
of his back in kisses*

We travel through lands that never existed
before we touched them
At temperatures far exceeding in Fahrenheit

If only we could understand
how lust and geography
make such divinely sinful bedmates.

____________________
* One hundred and sixteen
RosesYou love too much, I am told by a man with a briar heart, thorny sinews and collapsed ventricles bearing down on him, hardly beating in his tight chest. He looks at me with flat, slate eyes, chipping and eroding. His hands are dark with cigarette burns and rough with calluses; I feel them on my shoulders as he looks down at me, face collapsing in at his eyes like a dead man's.

For the first time, I realize he is dead. His briar heart dried up when winter killed his rose; my father, he is all thorns.

He squeezes my shoulders, too tight. You look like your mother, you know, he whispers, eyes shifting to the garden, to the yellow rose I plante
Sultry GenesisScintillating galaxies burst to life
from the slow whirl
of her jagged ivory hips.

I spiral into the vast blackness,
the inky atmosphere
spilling from the gossamer tips
of her swirling, mahogany ringlets.

Untethered, I drift,
bereft of graceful starlight
by which to navigate home.
Inevitably, I succumb
to the gravity of her undeniable attraction.

Glimmering eyes awaken,
shed the silken sheets of ashen lids
and illuminate her universe;
an amber sunrise gilding her white plains.

A weary pilgrim
constructing new constellations
from the starfield of her ribcage,
I ravenously hunger to taste sublime glory
writhing beneath the u


Featuring the works of: `KathrynODriscoll, *UntamedUnwanted, *AlloenDreams and `dreamsinstatic.



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This wonderful deviant has an array of poetry and prose that sweeps you in and holds you mesmerized. I come back again and again, discovering something new each time. Not to mention their amazing contributions towards writing and for our community.   

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30 Writers You Should Discover: Volume XII

Journal Entry: Mon Oct 15, 2012, 12:01 AM

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Below you will find a new assortment of various writers on DeviantART who are worth getting to know. All of their respective galleries are packed full of tremendous works that I enjoy and hope that you will too. And, if there is a writer that may not be listed in this edition, you may wish to read the first eleven articles in this series.


Let’s Meet A Few More of Them:



*Anatopist
PyromaniaI want to see a light show in ochre and dancers
two thousand degrees in heat: I want to watch them
all traipse across my bedroom floor with their
encore in grey.

Blistered fingers flicking cigarette lighters
to see an orange pirouette turn for me,
my parents worry that I smell of smoke but they
don't know the reality.

Well.

The truth is that you can find me weaving
kerosene trails around the moon and Saturn's rings
telling acorns and oak leaves to enjoy our
favourite disease -

So I flick the lighter once again and speak
to the blackened walls and singed floors:

'Don't fear the kiss of the flame
don't let them douse the burns y
Hummingbirds (the heart's song)Her mind is a hummingbird and her irises are wings, flitting from point to point, a shrill whistle coming from lips, overflowing with lily-nectar. There are bare brick roads beneath her feet but she does not notice. Birds don't need feet, and she is a bird. Small, light, the girl with stars in her eyes who sees herself with peacock feathers tucked into her pockets.

His thoughts are neat little boxes and the hummingbird has unpacked them with frantic fluttering. He is more of a stoic magpie, the sort who is labelled as 'sorrow' but will still sing a song for those who recoil in the hope he can reunite Pangaea. He is, nonetheless, distracted b
RebeccaRebecca sees beauty in outlandish things -
the squares on the pages of her maths book,
sunken ships at the bottom of the Atlantic ocean,
and ivy trellises that snake up her bedroom wall.

Her friends say she's jealous of shipwrecks
because she hasn't got the courage to be one
and trust her life to the tides and the moons.

Rebecca says she's not one for envy
but I've seen the way she looks at the magazines
lining her floor, because shiny paper is
better than what she draws on -
and what Rebecca says is that she is
destined to become a shipwreck anyway,
but less of a gentle midnight sink,
more of a headlining national disaster.




~Barnaby
BirdcageNothing ever happens the way you read in the history books. In war there are never two armies, there is only a field of men. Never a number of dead; but individual lives snuffed out. That is what the subject of history is, years shelved and decimalized. Birth and death, graphed to the simplicity of lines. Great wars a footnote to the next great war. The achievements of men and women plotted out against the bookmark of day, month and year.

And somewhere amongst this, my mother breathed. Somewhere danced in now long-closed nightclubs, laughed at jokes told by a younger version of my Father. And then the unpin-able moment she fell in love with
re-assembled in an abstracted forma woman meets a man and says,
'oh, Dick. i didn't recognise ya!'

there are some people who never change
and others with a face like coastal sand.

Picasso had it right.
you can't rely on a nose being
in the place you expect it should be.

i want to put my head up a woman's dress
with my eyes closed, because I'm not a pervert.

anyway, i think it looks like a nice place to sleep.

my ears on her warm thighs.
my teeth gently nibbling her labia.
nova smile
6am:         Rising to crackled reception,
                I breathe,
                stomach rising
                and falling,
                this, the mimicked serenade to sunrise,
                performed the whole world over.

8am:         In the kitchen,
                stale bread
                and a coffee cup
                invite me to breakfast.

                Reading headlines,
                I count morning on both hands,
                four espresso ribbons,
                draped over the pages,
                filling where ink cannot.

12pm:       I lie on the small square of grass
                look



~chadwood
Silent Was The Mightiest SoundShe drove in the morning in  
veil-like fogs, hair whipped like

slick, black snakes in a stream
from windows cracked, leather

skin of days and days and yet
more days, with a cigarette lit so

her red embers glow in the dimness.
A puff from her nostrils, another

from her lips, her trembling hands
subside on the wheel, save for two

fingers with a smoke-stick stuck
between them.  It wasn't the hum

of the engine, nor the rasp in her
breath.  No, it was the silence

that taught us in the end, ours and
hers alike. When days and days and

more days had passed, silent was her
sound, and it was the mighties
The Opus Of The Everythingthe ocean floor, the twisted sea and
all the flying jacket bees, and all

the flying birds and he, the one who
caught the glint of spring, who laid

it on the downy dew, the crispy green
of May fescue, who saw the plans of built

up lights that burn to light a thousand
pools of dripping rain and puddles lay

on any given night or day, the brick by
brick, the mortar spread, the snap of sugar

sweetly felt, the brine that made it
through the cloud, the opus of the

everything, the great and wide, the heat
of flame, the sun in cold but sunny sky,

the sound of when a child laughs,
the opus of the everything
Out Of AshesHe awoke in a tidy room, lights on as
well as cloths though disheveled, tired,

and worn.  It was nothing fancy, nothing
dramatic, only a deep breath in and then

his eyes opened without the spinning
and the forgetting and that heaviness of

heart.  In that instant, things were
simplified.  The tightness in his muscles,

the aching of joints and feet and
this drudgery - miles and

miles and miles and miles, countless
miles.  Infinity is what it seemed like before,

that number that isn't a number,
unimaginable even though we try to come

up with words and familiar phrases.  "Infinity".



~ColonelFitz
I -don't- understandI (don’t) understand

you,
the silhouette of my neighbor’s
husband, sleeping on hot cement;
the egg that fried, sunny-side-up,
before the pool deck burned my
                             desert soles

drink,
collecting diamonds dropped
from the back pocket of a setting
sunrise, the moon-drunk Isis shares
your disgraced comet eyes with the
                              haughty Rhine

drowns,
my salient disappointments
buried in the question of the sea;
I am Dr. Frankenste
driveall pigtails and freckles,
bubblegum and denim jumpers,
you’re too young to know what
the letter D, U and I stand for,
but you’re already
driving me up a
Disney-princess pink
wall
an ocean of stonewe are not the sea, seething, cold,
    drinking homes and spitting
    dust, wet, cohesive
we are sediment, layered on the hands
    of our ancestors, who faces turned,
    saw the stars drop behind mute eyelids,
    bathed in lightning and fallout,
    drank the night
we are the foundations of the Earth, lightly
    balanced on the foundations of the sun and stars
we sleep, warm and rough beneath breathing
    life and birth through quietus, stomach rumbling
    with dreams of food and history
we grasp the mountains in our teeth and
    straining against the whispers of Elijah, we
    pull them down, swallowing the



~deviantkupo
Baking Through Suicide
"Suicide," I say, "is the easy way out.
"No," she says, "the front door is the easy way out. This is a lot more difficult."
I hear the wind down the phone I'm speaking to her on and I wonder where she is.

"Suicide is not the answer," I continue.
"Who's asking questions?!" she retorts, getting angry.
I'm cradling the phone on my shoulder as I stir the cake mix. Even my sister's imminent suicide can't stop cake.

"I think you need to talk to someone," I say, trying to calm her down.
"Well I'm talking to you right now and all it's doing it pissing me off," she shouts, "I don't think talking is doing a great deal of fucking good right now."
A Crab Eyeing A Tourist
Find out what you are,
Where you are headed.
Find your own moon and land on it.

*

A chair scraped across a vinyl floor and made an embarrassing sound.

"My name is Alex and I have a problem."

Someone waved their hands. "Does this problem involve an actual child actually being raped?"

Alex thought about this. "No," he decided.

"Then continue," the group leader said, bowing her head.

"But this child who was definitely not raped, and not by me, his name was Thomas."

All around the circle, a gentle ripple of applause broke out.

"Thank you, Alex," smiled the group leader, "that was very brave. You can sit down."

Alex sat, being careful
Dealing with IT - Part 1
     Simon Taste arrived for work late and without his ID badge. On mornings like this he vowed never to drink so much the night before work. He had consumed a bottle of wine and several beers and as such, he had forgotten to bring his ID badge and put his shirt on the right way round.

     He approached the reception desk of his building slowly.

     "Good morning!" one of the security guards said.

     The building was open from seven a.m. which was two hours ago. They had drunk their coffee, chatted with their mates and generally woken up



~dweckie
Curvature.The snow-globe roof is night and the decoration is
a golden ratio of stars swirling over and over in two clock spins:
true and anti-true. Lie down and see the curvature of the earth.
Sky is a blanket highlighted by solitary pins of light - it doesn't twinkle
it shines with a million potential wishes. Spine curves
                                                          sky cu
Fireating.Your showcase act,
she who
toes the line between
safety
and
stupidity

tightrope-catwalking,
straightline-kerbstalking
distance edges closer as her
heart rate stalls.

Your glitz girl,
she who
knows the time it takes to
trust
and
practise

horsetrot-swordthrowing
actgets-crowdgoing
her balance was performance but she
fell for you.
IntroducedNursery, their hands collide;
Finger-painting side by side,
A big crude mess of blue, red, green
Most beautiful art their mums've seen

Circle time, they sit together;
Sing songs 'bout rain and stormy weather,
His eyes latch on, hers look away
He notes her iris'; hazel-grey

Dress up game, the two pair up
King and Queen of childish scrubs,
Tiaras sparkle as swords smash
He knows they'd be a royal match

At the end of Tuesday's play
She asks if he walks home her way,
As mothers chat and peck and fuss,
They pinkie swear each other's trust.

Twelve years later down the line
He knows her smile and pretty eyes-
They hold hands and w



~ella-vere
Love and War: PrologueThey were seven years old when they first met.

The boy was squatting in the dirt and watching a beetle as it flailed on the ground, stuck on its back.  He prodded it gently, turning it over onto its feet as the girl came up behind him.

"Whatcha looking at?" she asked.  The beetle flicked its wings indignantly, and sunlight flashed off the iridescent green.  "Ooh, that's a pretty bug."

She reached down to scoop it up, but he grabbed her wrist.  "Don't touch it!"  Sensing the danger, the beetle began to crawl away.

"Hey!" the girl exclaimed.  "Let go of me!"  She yanked h
The Stepmother's TaleI found a man in my garden bed,
Picking herbs for his wife, he said,
For she was hungry and heavy with child.
"For greens, your daughter is mine," I smiled.
So after the birth, I took her away
To a tall, doorless tower where she would stay.
I was her mother, she my one care--
"Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your fair hair!"
But then a prince came and stole her young heart,
So I cut her long locks and let her depart.

I took her tresses for my own
And saw how beautiful I had grown.
Then I wondered: could I, too,
Find a prince so valiant and true?
I married a king, to my delight,
With one daughter named Snow White.
Though his age w
eleven o'clock p.m.at eleven o'clock p.m.
we sit in the barn
silent and nervous
listening to the panting doe,
waiting after
five months of waiting.
when will it begin?

she heaves
pushing longer and harder
than before.
it has begun.
we stand ready
hearts pounding
in anticipation
hands clenched tight
around the towels.
a bubble appears.
is that a nose
behind the membrane?

we do not have time
to wonder.
a small form writhes
in the sawdust.
we dry it off
and hold it out
to the mother
who murmurs proudly,
so immersed in her first-born
that she does not realize
a second has come.
she is now standing up
so we catch the kid
before it hit



~Hesperie
Hindsight 
No one ever calls me. They text, they email, they leave notes. Calling is a very unreliable way to get in touch with me; I normally will not answer. It's nerve-wracking, carrying on a conversation with someone whose face you cannot see. Things can be misunderstood, and feelings can be hurt if you aren't careful.

This is why I ignored the insistent buzz of my cell phone as I sat in that dim little café. The place wasn't the easiest to find, and the coffee could get a little expensive, but it was good enough that the price was justified. It was a nice place to relax, and that's why I refused to pick up the phone. Usually I turn it off c
Perfect ContritionIn a proper Catholic church, everything echoes. Any sound uttered within the building bounces of the floor and the walls and the high, vaulted ceilings, so much so that I imagine that they could easily reach the ears of God himself. It's a rather poetic thought, the voices of mere mortals ringing towards Heaven with the help of good acoustics, but that thought's tempered by the fact that it includes every single noise: the coughs of emphysemic old men, the rustling of an impatient young girl's dress, and the taps of even the softest rubber-soled sneakers are no exception. On rainy days like this one, those shoes tend to squeak, which probably 87. HungerHe decided one day that he no longer needed his heart, so he plucked it straight from his chest with the intention of ridding himself of it. As he cradled it like an infant, he realized how frail it was, so young and unready for the world outside.

It grew quickly under is erratic care, eventually becoming something quite beautiful for all its eeriness. Soon it became able to aid him in his work and threw itself into the tiny tasks he often neglected to complete on his own. With increasing frequency he'd look over to find it staring at him with a burning gaze, but he simply brushed it off as an inevitability; it was a heart, after all.

Somet



~ixykix



*jahg
Climbing Everest
reach out and touch joy.
stretch higher to attain it.
feel the mountain-top.
Astronomical Love
Astronomical love the girth of planets
the magnitude of galaxies
flowing like water, star over star

the years magnified in glass
to rub shoulders with posterity
glaring like ravens, fit for monsters

law's a fickle brigand clear of sense
ever blooming detail like mould
stringing enormities, strange glorious mushrooms

life in the microcosm
the weight of small society's beaded realm
floating like beacons, bracketing passion

so tickle the pen eager to drip monuments
weaned so recently to solids
teaming like salmon, baited and knowing

clumsy stab and thrust to prick a life
the organic levitant smoothes shyness
blaming like youths,
Summer's Girl
I am gathering flowers for my girl.
She waits beneath the cherry tree,
couched among the leaves upon the grass.

Her beauty is no small thing,
and through the shady boughs
Summer's breath turns the twist of her braid.

The sun is sweeping clear the morning,
turning over slowly into midday
before expiring into unseeing darkness.

These garnered blooms still hardy though,
despite the shortened moments of their existence,
they will colour the chestnut hair I love.

In truth, I cannot stem this smile,
this attitude of quiet pleasure;
she has distilled it like music.

I am gathering flowers for my girl.
She waits beneath the cherry tree



~joe-wright
Far-fetchedAn elf lay in a tree, comfortably as if it was a hammock. A dwarf stoked their campfire and lit his pipe. The forest was quiet but for the rustle of leaves and the occasional hoot of owls. The night spun lazily above them.

'Do you ever wonder who lives in the sky?' said the elf after a while.

'Birds,' grunted the dwarf.

'No, I mean the people up there.'

'All the poor buggers who fell up into it, I would imagine.'

The elf sighed. 'Where do your gods live?' he asked.

'Our gods are wrought in stone,' replied the dwarf. 'What would they do up there, there's nothing to do, nowhere to stand.' He paused, then added 'Nothing to hit with an axe.
The Undeath and Death of Yves CarabinYves Carabin was kind of undead. It was a complicated situation. He was also a private detective. That was complicated too.

He left the bar a little wiser than he'd been when he walked in half an hour ago. He was also a little drunker and his knuckles were a lot sorer. His trenchcoat whipped in the wind. A few drops of rain came down sideways to herald the gathering stormclouds. Yves turned up his collar and lit a cigarette with his eye socket.

There was a girl he used to know. A djinn. One time he got himself shot in the eye. She mended him with smokeless flame. Resurrected him. That was the first time. A couple of glowing scars on his bac
35mm black and whiteNestled in the vignette gloom,
Cross-legged in a stranger's room.
Upon wool carpet you luxuriate, your feet bereft of shoe,
Façade of soberness betrayed
By the bottles there arrayed,
Dilated eyes look through the lens, a glint of mischief there imbued.
A stubbl'd man nuzzles your neck,
In camera flash, he's caught mid-peck,
His face obscured but for his jaw, slight smile upon his lips.
Your hair reads strawberry red despite
The rendering in black and white
Of the party you're enjoying and the boyfriend you eclipse.
The ghost of you considers me
And smiles quite adorably,
And seems to find it funny, but I can't say I agree.



=JoeyLiverwurst
Coyote EnvyJeremy Driggers didn't just love coyotes. He envied them. He wanted to be one, and gradually grew less and less guarded about it. He drew coyotes in his notebooks in class. He watched Warner Bros. cartoons and rooted against The Road Runner. He wrote letters to the editor defending coyotes going through garbage cans in suburbia.

Jeremy wasn't very outgoing in or out of class, so no one paid much mind to him or his coyotes. He wore coyote T-shirts to class and even put a tail hole through a pair of pants, but no one asked him about it. At night, rather than socialize, he would lie outside and stare at the sky, obsessing about being a coyote.
Looking UpAaron fumed.

It was his day off, and here he was at work anyway, two hours to close. He hated training people, but tomorrow was a big day, and he would pay for it in the long run if he put it off. He had been home alone, wasting time, but the principle of it still bothered him. He practically lived here these days.

He exited the car and slammed the door. Then he noticed a young man, probably a college student, standing at the edge of the parking lot. He was on the grass, looking straight up at the night sky. A full moon gleamed overhead.

In his funk, Aaron had forgotten the full moon! It almost always cheered him up. He smiled and called o
Five Misconceptions
I'll warn you upfront: this isn't glamorous.

At first, I thought I was in a car or on a plane. I woke up in an uncomfortable chair with an incredible headache and no idea where I was. My eyes slowly adjusted to the sickly yellow light, and I saw a ceiling with water damage. I didn't recognize it. I smelled mildew and smoke, which would've startled me if not for the headache.

I started to rub my head, but I couldn't move my hand. I looked down, and my wrist was stuck in something. Actually both wrists. And ankles. I didn't like where this was going.

Ugly laughter erupted from across the room. "About time you came around!" someone shouted. I



=Kazali
:thumb151385811: Good IntentionsThe tiny brown mouse, identified only by the bright orange 47 tag on its ear, trudged through the cedar chips toward the water bottle attached to the cage. It nudged the spout twice with the tip of its nose, and droplets oozed out onto the mouse’s forehead. With a soft grunt, the mouse jolted backward and collapsed in a heap in the opposite corner, its chest trembling with exhaustion.
“Amazing,” Victoria Krell whispered, scribbling notes onto her iPad. The fluorescent lighting flickered above her, and she began writing faster; Craig was getting impatient for his bed. She scratched out a side note in capitalized, red letters to remind herself to bring Star Lab’s oldest night security guard a big batch of Boston creams tomorrow morning.
Victoria leaned closer to the lone cage perched on her workstation, watching 47’s wet, blank staring eyes. The brown mouse was only one of twenty in a three foot long cage. It was not particularly interesting or unique,
Strange FruitThere was no way Carol could be more hot and bothered than she was now. She only wished it involved a sparkling Mai Tai and a four star hotel instead of the fucked up fixer upper with the skinny little lizards crawling all over her sandals.

The Arizona sun blazed high and bright in the noonday sky, the frantic chirping of cicadas filling the air. While she sat on her new porch under the meager shade, she could hear her husband rifling around in the U-Haul in the driveway. Something large and heavy crashed, and glass shattered. Brian let out a vehement curse.

Carol mopped the sweat from her forehead with her T-shirt. "You all right in there,



~kingmule
FlyingWe swam through the sky
and when we landed
we felt higher
than when we almost reached the
Sun.

You kissed my neck and your lips
still burned
and the fire in my hair went out
and you sighed.

I hate this part of the song where I can't hear you anymore.

When you woke me up
I remembered why I used to love you;

why the ash on your tongue
used to taste so sweet.
mermaidswimming in my salty sheets,
not unlike the ocean.
    i undulate with back pain and
in the water i'm seen.
i wrap my tail around his wrist
and kiss, but he only notices
bare breasts on me.
the jewish daughterThe dispatched current of
his discontent;
the greater twin daughter - his relish -
divides an entire nunnery
of bogeymen
    between her legs.
And it's almost mean -
that antic dress,
        that endless body,
richer than rancidity;
        exhausting.



~Limbs-of-Osiris
PearlI dive for pearls of dissonance
when the surface of things is too damn
flat and placid;

too many things knocking me into
Christmas stocking holes, stuffed
deep and warm where
the light gets dimmer.
Too many voices planing the peaks of me,
sanding me down until I shine
and glimmer gemlike and
polished.

I want peaks to scale
and troughs to navigate;
want fat and gristle
to chew and my own grit-strewn
trail to stumble along;
I want to smart and bristle,
flicking opinion from my skin
like dew off a nasturtium,
and punch holes in blank pages
like bullets.
In summer we all burnThe summer is coming,
I hear the beach roaring from here,
can see shirts hung over shoulders,
sunglasses, arms round waists,
can feel the earth's purrs,
breaking hibernation,
pollens tossed up at us in fanfare.

Ants are walking over me
because we're sharing a tree together.
Back to back, we're trying to
make our winter's pallour a warmer shade.
Is it some sort of personal sign
when you let your shoe-tongues fill with tan bark,
when it's driven you mad your whole life?
Or when you eat ice-cream in public (the sticky
fingers a mere afterthought)?

These trees though, they're not changing.
I can't help thinking they
SloughCaught myself looking at myself,
my own self-knit frown staring down
the angles our shadows burn into the wall –
that frozen floorboarded hall of mixed metaphor
and a portal between today and yesterday.

Staring through the marks and cracks
that delineate the look of me
toward the back of a head where the past lurks –
full of its own regrets and quirks,
and "let's find out what works";

those dares that beckon,
darts of stares loaded with lightly-packaged suggestion,
they are at the roots of all the stems
poking out of coat collars,
bobbing on their pedestals
like wool spools rocking off their bobbins.

The



~monstroooo
LateSammy paced.

This had never happened before. And tonight, of all nights! He glanced at the clock, grimaced, and paced some more. Where was he?

Behind the curtain, he heard the chatter of the crowd, the beat of the music.

Marv the Magnificent, the "compere extraordinaire", strode up to Sammy and gave him a questioning look. Sammy answered with a shrug. Marv looked at his watch, wiped his brow, sipped from a tin hip-flask.

"It's now or never, Sam. Do or die. I believe you can do this on your own - but he'll be here yet."

Seeing the fear in his star attraction's eyes, Marv put a hand on Sammy's shoulder. "He'll be here yet", he repeated.

S
The Ballard of Eiy'ra Haiz
Call him drunken Ira Hayes, he don't answer any more.
Not the whiskey drinking Indian, the marine who went to war.
A beaten up jukebox played old country songs in the corner of the bar. Outside, the mid-afternoon sun beat down on the cracked clay floor. The rocks surrounding the small mining town of Cripple Creek almost seemed to glow in the heat, and the horizon was half-hidden by haze. The township went about its business under the watchful eye of the local Dominion garrison.

But those in the Pink Moon sheltered from that world. The barman, Townes, was an old war veteran with only one arm. In place of the other was a crude robotic substi
The Gunslinger
"You mean you ain't never heard of the Gunslinger?"

The bar was almost dead at this time of night, and the question seemed to echo around the room - emphasising the sudden silence, rather than masking it.

"No, boy, I ain't."

Only a handful of stragglers remained, the dregs of the evening clearing the dregs of their whiskeys. The lights shone dimly, and everything moved lethargically in the warm Texas night.

"Well I'll be. I thought everyone 'round here knew the story of the 'slinger'," said one of the stragglers – a tall, skinny man wearing a pale cowboy hat. A battered guitar rested on his knee.

"I'm new in town."

They sat at the



*lombregrise
L'OMBRE GRISEL'Ombre Grise.

Méchée de gel atone la prêtresse dépèce le squelette
Des vallées mortes
Ses longs silences blancs de sel

Calcaire

Hurler le ciel catastrophe aux reliefs d'éthers froids
La bouche offerte aux serpents
Paralysée de suicides rêches les béances

Impavides

Massacre des autels ses ongles d'acier glace au cœur de cannibale
Le vent du vide déroulait les draps du carnage
Sur sa face de pierre

Déserte

Elle a rincé l'Épire noircie aux foudres du chêne silence
Où broyés de bronze ses soleils creux ensevelissent les vestiges du double
Mor
TONNERRES ET DESTINS - THUNDERS AND FATESTonnerres et destins
Flot de foudres
Passent comme une lame
Sur l'océan.

Thunders and fates
Flood of lightning
Strikes like a blade
On the ocean.

Frantz, 2006. En mémoire de mon père / In loving memory of my father.
J'AI VU TOMBER UN EMPIRE - I SAW THE FALL...(English version below)

J'ai vu tomber un Empire.

                                                     À Marie.

Cité désagrégée par les vents de la guerre
Murs d'airain éventrés
Coeurs froissés à la peine un espoir comme cendres
Par-delà les tertres froids
Dialogue d'un être et d'un néant
Soi contre moi
Te bercer dans les bribes balbutiées
Fils d'argent d'un discours sur l'or de ton coeur lourd
La feinte d



~nonamepsalmist
UnkemptEvery other day
you shook the
       smell of sweat and coffee
           from your skin.

       You kept yourself preserved-
    hairless as a sphinx cat-
 wearing control as natural selection-
   calling in the honeybee
    to buzz round your neck
      and your knees.

Full of cream
       and tiny hairs,
         the razor's matter-of-fact tears
     
ManuscriptI have written us down, typed us up, and sent us out.
they will edit us, and say some parts are no good.

but I want your run-ons, your lack of punctuation; and you are so easy
on my weak binding, my damaged spine.

Outer SpaceI have constructed a canyon.
                  ( it will be an addendum to the dream )

Not a U.S.-Southwest-redrock-dayhike-national-park canyon.
      (it's the sort of place you go to die
 and so it is too tempting to pass up)

  Before you go, I
  will have to strip you of your juju.

                                 Whatever it is



~ohgravity
CharlieI had a stalker.

I didn't know his name but I'm sure he knew mine.

I called him Charlie.

He always had a camera hanging from his twig thick neck and he cradled it in his hands; a wispy finger stroking the shutter release. His dark brown hair was a curly mess and his shirts wrinkly and thin. He had the most perfect eyebrows, sweeping and gentle. He must have the most captivating eyes, I thought every time he'd glance my way. We'd never made eye contact. Charlie preferred it that way.

He came into the bookstore once a week, not to watch me leaf through the used books or reach high to shelve the approved ones, but to actually browse them. He
The Waste WorldShe said create the world, so I did. I made it dark and dusty, coughed up from my own black lungs. I gave the trees an ashen hue and the ground a color to match the starless sky. The creatures were murmuring oozes, globs of drying acrylic that inked across the orb of my bubbling imagination.

Repulsing, it was in fact the product of an industrial mind. I was born from man's smog goddess and, if memory serves me, her breath was laced in exhaust which I inhaled nightly with her songs. She was soothing and complacent, her voice smokey like a hazy bar. No one could deny her features were hideous beyond belief. Her skin dripped pollution like morp



~poetries
:thumb328545607: petrichorhear the rain radiating from rocks sub rosa.
we percolate unspoken words, unwritten truths,

condensed particles of what could be
rolling off intangibles, but not the tongue
made of roses. we are playing the rain
over susceptible skin and i am fading

through your stomata. enfold me in your petals
before i evaporate away from you.

i am transpiring through leaf-lined avenues
to weight the air with leaden cloud ready to weep
at the pressure of lips, the press of hands enfolded.

your slightest breath hints at a heat wave;
i can't handle your humidity. everything you
are to me is soaking through my bones and
i am helplessly, hopelessl
WarriorsWarriors, unite!
Warrior, fight!
Yes, yes,
Unite !
Unite for our glory, for our honor,
And for our price.
We are invincible,
We are gods of war,
Gods of the field,
Heroes of the battleground,
Demons for the ones that cant see our glory.
We are here for all of you,
Protecting you from real demons,
With our hammers,
With our sword,
With our power,
With our glory.
We stand against evil,
We stand against the ones that don’t pay.
They are waiting in fear,
They are scared of us,
We will destroy them all.
Brothers and sons of warriors,
Be proud of what you may be,
And fight for what is real,
And destroy everything that



~projectilewordvomit
Hydrofluoric AcidWe called it the sparkling city, the castle on the other side of the world, but it wasn't until much later that I found out it was just a glittering oil refinery pumping toxic gases into the air. We wondered at the way it glimmered against the stars like a just out of reach mirage. We were safe, 6.7 miles away, lying in the grass underneath the weight of invisible radiowaves and unspoken thoughts.

-

Now Dad tells me about my sparkling castle; the jagged, smoking tiers that pierce the skyline and cast a heavy glow outside of his new apartment.

"So there's this toxic gas they use to make petroleum in  the refinery. It's fine for no
AutumnSomething happened in autumn. Besides the leaves turning, anyway. They weren't very pretty this year, to be honest.  The trees changed unevenly because of the lack of rain in the summertime. The sky was gloomy for most of October.

I wanted to take photos of the trees with you before they turned. You know, cliché nature shots. A hillside lined with red and umber foliage. Maple leaves sprinkled over the patio after the unexpected snow in October shocked them. Milkweed spores detaching from their pods and drifting away. Things to line the inside of the photo album I was making for you.

We drank too much of the summer sun in July
InscribeOnce I knew this boy 
who stopped knowing what to say,
so he took all of his problems
and left them on a page.
So I'd read between the lines
of different quotes every day.
Sometimes lyrics, or sometimes
Vonnegut, Neruda or Hemingway.
"So it goes" he'd quote,
and I never knew what to say
Instead I read the words he fed me
until they'd eaten me away.
He took all of his troubles
and stacked them on a shelf,
Too high for me too reach,
too far for me to help.
Now I'm reminded of him when
I hear a book or movie quote,
or when I see the delicate
lines and marks of music notes.
So I took all of his words
and kept them in my head.
All the work he'd written
and mostly everything he'd said.
I put him down on paper,
as he did with me,
And painted him on canvas
for everyone to see.
So to all, I show that I recall
his fading, far off face,
That only with paper we can
keep a person in one place.



~ravenofroses
that quiet little struggleYou exhale and let the nic fit slither down your spine. Your hands tremble—not that you're paying them much mind when there's a fresh pack of Marlboros on the desk in front of you. It's been how long, now? But looking at the little tab in that clear plastic wrapper, it's like the first day all over again.

You can already feel the soft weight of it between your middle and forefingers, drooping a little from the density of the tobacco. Hear the click and hiss of your lighter and the crackle of embers. Feel the warm sweet-bitter smoke settle in your lungs as you inhale and escape from your lips again when you breathe out.

And you taste th
the editorI make bad things go away.

Hit man? No, it's nothing like that. No, not organized crime. Christ, kid, where do you get these ideas? I bet it's television. Or those goddamn video games you people are always playing. What? So now I'm being judgmental? Do you know what I could do with one scratch of my pen?

No, forget it. I'm a little tired, that's all. It's hard work, you know. If you'd just listen for a moment, I'll tell you.

I'm a city editor. Not like newspapers, no. You have to train a lifetime to do the kind of work I do. And even if you do train a lifetime, not everybody's got the brains for it, you know? Imagination, that's what I'm t
Change.“I’m sorry.”

The words barely register; she’s already slumped against the tree and clutching her elbows with bone-white fingers. Something cracks in her left arm, but the pain won’t come until much, much later. Her breath catches, falters, ceases for longer than she would have believed possible, until her vision dims and she sucks in a rush of air that triggers the tears already threatening the corners of her eyes. She should have expected this, of course.

The moon, obscured by fog, casts little light on the deserted park, and her stomach lurches when she realizes that she won’t even have a clear memory of his



~ryante



~SCFrankles
Musical ChairsThree women.

Three bladders.

Two toilets.
Colourful LanguageThey talk blue. You see red. Fan FicJohn punched Sherlock.

Sherlock detected animosity.



~Self-Intoxication
Ephemera.Try turning a gun inside out.  See what happens.
Perhaps you will find love there, around the bullets,
or a story about love in a way you've never experienced,
but you somehow know exists.  

Try turning a paper crane inside out, or a thousand.
See what happens.  Reversed, they just make other animals,
butterflies that refuse to eat for an entire lifetime,
wounded elephants, and spiders that feast upon sunbeams.

Try turning your house inside out, like it has an eating disorder,
and purges your books and CDs and unwashed laundry onto your lawn,
the neighbor's lawn.  See what happens when you try
Depressing Russian Literature.Guilt is a piano on top of you
instead of a man.  Street noises
drain you like bleach on a rainbow.
Indecision becomes a washer & dryer
you can't stop putting things into
& taking things out of all through
a painful fluorescent night.  The

brain becomes smoke, a hidden stash
of dark red cigarettes, dipped in
formaldehyde, waiting for you.
Depressing Russian literature
becomes your best friend & you
can't remember what it is like

to have a flesh & bone best friend,
a soft voice at the other end, someone to cough up
pounds of dirt and flashlights and floods with you.
Fun becomes self-destruction in the for
I want to write.At 4:30 in the morning
I race on my bike to your house.
I wear your T-shirt and sweat pants
so I don't get raped, and because I want
to bring your belongings back to you.
I crawl through
your open window
and think that someone could easily kill you
with a silencer and a black pillow and
you wouldn't even have time
to open your mouth to scream.

Then I say:
I love you.
I want to write a love poem about you.

The moon sparkles
behind the blinds
and I want to reach for your
dead hands and put them on
my throbbing sweating chest but sometimes
I fear that they are maybe made of clay
or are someone else's entirely.
I want



~SugarHeartedGirl
Piano PlayingI am a pianist
And you are my piano, dear.

I play minuets along your ribcage,
Write love songs on your arms,
And press your vertebrae like keys
To let soft chords fill the empty space.
Your hairs are the resounding strings,
Your lips are polished brass pedals
That make everything loud and soft at the same time.
Kissing you makes the whole world shift up an octave.

I am a pianist
And you are my piano, dear
So let's write a duet in the dark.
Rock Meautumn blunders in, clumsy
stiff fingers frosted still
by early winds, rocking trees
back and forth

red leaves splatter the ground
paint drops, hanging from drooping
branches, rotten fruit still litters the sidewalks

i head south for the fall with the ducks.

the train creaks like aching joints
there's a crow on
my windowsill, ruffling his feathers
the trees flash by
red -yellow-red

my ticket's got a hole in the middle
from being folded over and over
the crow says "summer ain't that great, Peach Girl."
i watch the sky and ignore his clicking black beak
"the autumn's gonna follow
right behind ya
'n turn the whole world re
The Memory BoxShe locked her heart in a box as summer ended
And tucked it under her bed, in a nest of cobwebs
Waiting for winter to frost her eyes closed
For her long hibernation until heat spilled again
Through her bedroom window.

But as she lay down on silk sheets,
Hair cascading across her shoulders in an overflow
Of spring flowers and memories,
He appeared, standing over her,
Holding the box in his palm.

"Summer isn't over yet, my dear." He said.
"Autumn is turning the world orange,
And there's a butterfly waiting on your windowsill.
So let's pick sunflowers till sunset comes."
He reached out a hand, she took it.

The box clicked open, s



~TransientTopHat
HarvesterHarvester of Lost or Possibly Forgotten

From you to the sky to the
Beast to the floor, we are
All one endless string.

All is the lost hound's shiver
Trotting down the city street. All is the grieving
Master, alone in a foyer chair—his
Loneliness
A headless man who stands in autumn leaves,
Tapping on a windowpane.

All is the reunion and the warmth of the fireplace.

At night, or if overcast is thick,
I reach into the Skulls and pull out the
Lost,
And imbibe the murky time-forsaken

And daydream a day
When I'll need be a glowing stain on someone else's tongue.
Photographing a ScreamPhotographing a Scream

I don't know how to close
The straps on a Kevlar vest.
Or how to kill a man
Across an ocean with slick dead
Thump of humming drone, or upclose stab
His soul out or how to keep my
Mind in heavy Afghan heat.
But I know this photo
Of a severed leg is a photo of a severed
Leg. The caption at its side: Nameless body wasn't found. Only
A leg was left behind in a tattered pants leg.

Next photo.
I know that children are
Children with
Happy teeth in open
Gap smiles and open
Minds to a bright world. Caption:
Here children smile
Beside the Killteam—helmetheaded creaking
With guffaw.

Next
  
Bunbury Parisian Apartment: 1900. Banished man of sick beyond repair, Sebastian self-reflects and then Connects with Oscar's sickly stare. Questions abound. Sebastian solely speaks:

I can sink
into recline with seeming
ease, like young Wilde in old
photographs. (Stillness.)
Reading Goal pages spread about my breast.

 I sign it all Sebastian
         
          Melmoth.
Wilde
grew blowzy, burst his
eardrum. His body though released
is branded, deeply burned with off-white prison stripe
and symbols of The Crown. Naked, clothed,
the baggy folds



=Venry
Spray Your Sins Away!It was a scene of utmost suspense, the cliché that often made its way into romantic comedies and commercials. Inside Dick's We-Carry-Every-Item-Imaginable-for-the-Filthy-Rich, two different people reached for the last can of Sins-B-Gone in cinematic slow motion. One hand was French-manicured and wore an ostentatious diamond ring (inscribed "Love forever, to my Richard"); the other had "Vermilion Vixen" nails and was likely to never wear such a wedding ring. Fingers from both hands closed in on the blue spray can like eager vultures, plucking it off the shelf in synch. Both ladies blinked in confusion before they realized the other was th Crayon ChildYounger Me,
still fending off nightmares
with plastic swords
and MONSTER-B-GONE lights.  

I was rarely gentle with you.

I blistered our hands with blacktop;
I choked our sandals with mulch.

Yet you remained untouched
by life's failures and faults,
only marred on the skin
by two frolic-scars.

There are seven chin stitches
from a monkey bar mishap,
and three on your upper lip
from disgruntled floor tiles.

But that never halted
your gap-toothed grins.

I fought by your side
during alien invasions,
where broccoli trees swayed
beneath the 1% lowfat Milky Way.

We cradled dirt-stained snowmen
that lasted weeks in the f
A Little Broken"Oh dear," Worry murmured, "now this is a problem."

She hovered over the heart, peering at the jagged pieces. Ever the watchful nurse, she jotted down seemingly inconsequential details with a meticulous hand. "Heart," she started with hesitation, "I'm sure you'll be fine... Unless you won't be... But you most likely will be. I think. Now, it might take a while for you to heal.. and I'm afraid it won't be the last time you break... but let's get you to the recovery unit first."

She wheeled the little pieces to the ER room, pausing to check on Sadness. She was sniffling in the corner of the waiting room, painting the wallpaper blue with her t



~WetKakashi
Epistles of A Rising SunTo Nihon,

A crane silhouetted—
Wings against a rising sun
Samurai spirit

.:::*:::*:::.

To Jishin,

Birth to Tsunami
Wooden frames buckled and swept—
My kin, I carry

.:::*:::*:::.

To Tsunami,

Mountainous waves stretched—
Extirpating the people,
The veteran land still stands

.:::*:::*:::.

To Tochi,

Fault lines cut through—deep—
Dismantling, deforming—
You are still our land

.:::*:::*:::.

To Umi,

Our homeland submerged—
Sakura blossoms scattered
I will gather them

.:::*:::*:::.

To Tsuchi,

Our photos buried,
One day, it will sprout again–
Softening our fall

.:::*:::*:::.

To Mizu
Retraction of ChlorophyllLonger nights,
                 and shorter days,

Sinking towards the horizon,
the sun stretches itself against
pulsating veins – retracting
from margins to petiole
to stems –
           unmasking
                     green
                          
Release   Shattered stone vase–
twin dragons among clouds,
  thrown into the sun



*wrheath
Shack Shadowsspring shade -
a shy shroud of snow
shuns sunshine
Thaw    spring thaw -
chickadees splashing
 in my bootprints
June Haikuthon 30th dayJune 30

shy young girl -
a wildflower peeks
from a windy field

June 29

in no breeze
the slow bend of a grass blade
- ladybug

June 28

just
a flick of the cow's tail
- morning stillness

June 27

horsefly
into my morning shade
- my honey-do list

June 26

bluebells
perfect in the morning sun
-a sunday choir

June 25

an evening fog
fills the valley
- after the quarrel

June 24

my bloated pond -
a poem trickles
onto a new page

June 23

enduring drizzle -
an american beauty
finally succumbs

June 22

morning rains...
everything
sleeping in

June 21

midstream -
the cool splash of ferns
on the path

June 20

riverside



This Article Series Is Inspired By…



An undiscovered gem I found while browsing DeviantART. I took intrigued notice of *MonsterBrand’s 25 Deviants You Should Know and thought that would be a brilliant chance to spotlight  writers I adore in proper fashion. Of course, I had difficulties keeping the feature limited to only twenty-five writers. I realize there are still a great many deviants who are not on this list, but it is far from complete! I do urge you to take a look and get to know some of these writers listed – as they help to make DeviantART the wonderful literary community that it is – but your journey is far from over.

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`LadyLincoln

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October Deeds

Mon Oct 1, 2012, 12:00 AM


Welcome to October!

During the month when we give appreciation towards those who give us treats (Halloween!) And those impact us, (make a difference day!) It is the perfect time to reflect on the wonderful people in our life. And, lets face it, we all deserve to be reminded of how loved we are, especially when times are tough and we need that extra boost of support. This can be a challenge sometimes when we are fighting inner battles ourselves, but it does make a difference.

I have been blessed to witness several miracles in my profession and the joy of servicing patients on a daily basis. I like the notion of coming home having achieved a job well done. Occasionally, despite our efforts, the "higher-ups" take for granted what we do. We all gathered together recently to celebrate our hard work, but the lack of a humble 'thank you' from one of our bosses did not go unnoticed. I admit this upset me more than it perhaps should have, but I also realize that many of our supervisors do not work daily in the Emergency Room and have little to no idea of what goes on there. Granted, this doesn't make it right – but it gave me slight pause. Experiences for individuals vary on a day-to-day basis, but at the very least, doesn't it make sense for supervisors to spend time talking to employees to get a feel for what they cope with before blindsiding or judging them? For me personally, it is unsettling to work a long shift, get asked to work overtime, sacrifice weekends and sleep, and then not get a thank you for it. Of course, I love what I do and love assisting our patients, that is why I do what I do – but sometimes, the aggravation of not being appreciated wounds me to the quick.  

I try and make it a daily goal to silently remind myself of the things and people that I am thankful for, and to go out of my way to appreciate them. And, while it may be old fashioned to say 'please' and 'thank you,' it is still the civil thing to do. And whether one believes that they are too high on the proverbial totem pole to neglect to say they appreciate you, doesn't make it any less important to acknowledge a job well done. Sometimes the littlest things are the very things that make the most impact, so don't neglect them.



For those not as acquainted with me, my journal is a wonderful place to find some tidbits about what is going on in the Literature world. However, that being said, you will want to keep an eye out also for various other news postings from your Literature Community Volunteers, and please take a moment to add them to your watch, so you will not miss out on a thing! Oh, and do not forget about our own resident tweeter, *Lit-Twitter, who always does a fantastic job collecting several more tidbits for us in all things Lit. Scrolling down, you will also find information geared towards other contests, groups and other news various links all related to Literature, so be sure to check them out.

My monthly Ladies of Lit series officially arrived last August. At any time, if there is a literature female deviant that you feel merits a feature; please Note me. Also, not sure who has already been featured? Take a look at the current listing. Along with that, I host a variety of group projects, a tri-monthly 30 Writers to Discover series, and the ongoing Writers Welcome Wagon.

:bulletpurple: Ladies of Lit Issue: Volume Twenty-Five.
Keep an eye out for Volume Twenty-Six, coming out November 7th!
:bulletpurple: Latest Volume of 30 Wonderful Writers.
:bulletpurple: Writers Welcome Wagon Project and Devious Writers Feature.
Do not miss your chance to meet and mingle with other writers.
:bulletpurple: A wonderful Resources and Critique article courtesy of the #LitResources staff.
:bulletpurple: Get yourself Exposed, and read up on some tips for getting to know Deviants in Lit.
:bulletpurple: `Memnalar's All Hallow's Tales Contest is underway. The deadline is October 22nd.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate wants to know why you love the Literature Community. The deadline is October 29th.
:bulletpurple: `dreamsinstatic's Poetry Screams Contest has launched. The deadline is November 1st.  
:bulletpurple: `innocencedied2nite wants you to walk a mile in their shoes, all art/literature is accepted.
:bulletpurple: `innocencedied2nite wants you to open your heart and Give Something Back.
:bulletpurple: Want to learn something and give back to the community? `raspil has some wisdom to share. ^neurotype Expands this wisdom.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory wants you to be a literary hero. Help report a Miscat.

Within the community, there are several Literature chatrooms to visit that might be of interest to you. However, if you feel uncomfortable in these chatrooms, you might find what you are looking for in the revamped Literature Forums. There are also several critique and prompt groups available for use towards all of your Literature-related needs. Below, you will find just a small sampling of what the community has to offer you:

:bulletpurple: #CRLiterature The official DeviantART Literature chatroom.
:bulletpurple: #Writersforlife Write, mingle, learn and keep writing for life.
:bulletpurple: #Writeroom Looking for tips, ideas and more, the Writeroomies are here for you.
:bulletpurple: #Cabal Srs bsns of literary discussion.

:bulletpurple: #CritiqueIt DeviantART's Quality Critique Club.
:bulletpurple: #Writers-Workshop Where the Writers Workshop Writing.
:bulletpurple: #ScreamPrompts Are You A Writer?
:bulletpurple: #HammeredPoetry Sick of clichés…Us Too.
:bulletpurple: #transliterations From One World to Another.
:bulletpurple: #LITplease A Club for Every Writer.

Throughout DeviantART, there are a number of resourceful news articles filled with features, contests and much, much more. Several deviants keep the literature community in the know with these articles. I am honored to present the creme of the crop, and invite you to fully explore what each article has to offer.

:bulletpurple: The Lit Gallery Volunteers' September Lit Daily Deviations. and Official CR Journal Updates.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate Loves DA Lit! Contests, Various Groups, Workshops and More.
:bulletpurple: *wyldhoney finds Writers With Promise.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream has Publishing Resources.
:bulletpurple: ~apocathary also has a collection of Miscellaneous Resources.
:bulletpurple: =julietcaesar does as well in Her Journal.
:bulletpurple: `leoraigarath also collects Resources.
:bulletpurple: ~Mahi-Fish shares a Handy Poetry Checklist.
:bulletpurple: ~safia3 supports her Novelist Writers. And is always looking for suggestions!
:bulletpurple: `zebrazebrazebra brings us an Acrostics Series with `HaveTales-WillTell.
:bulletpurple: =DrippingWords wants to Talk Writing.
:bulletpurple: `HaveTales-WillTell is all Lit Up.
:bulletpurple: `Kneeling-Glory's got an eye for those who are Demonstrably Deviant.
:bulletpurple: *SadisticIceCream answers questions about Publishing.
:bulletpurple: `IrrevocableFate spotlights a League of Lit Groups.
:bulletpurple: `Jon-Law writes A Brilliant Writing Guide. Print it, read it, and save it. This is worth it.

With the official groups feature in full swing, there is a whole array of Literature groups to join and support. Below, you will have the opportunity to check out just a few of the newest ones on DeviantART. And, if there is a group not listed here that may interest you, you might want to check out the official Literature Group Hub.

#NovelShop, #LifesLiterature, #LonelyPumpkin, #Literature-Unleashed, #InnerSanityAndChaos, #Write-Your-World, #Inspiration-Poetry, #The-Writers-of-dA, #Authors-Academy, #WorthyWriters, ~CharacterDevelopment, #How-To-Write-Fantasy, #Great-Literature, #Writing-Writers, #Poetic-Revelations, #ChasingInk, #DAWritersUnite, #TheWritersCollection, #A-Fistful-Of-Pages, #SymphonyOfWords, #The-Unspoken-Word, ~PoetryWeek, #BlackoutSunrise, #LiterallyUnknown, #WordsSparkle, #InfinityCodex, #Creative-Pens, #HeartfeltPoetry, #15-Minutes-of-Fame, ~TheReadersCatalogue, #FindtheWords, #Literatureforall, #Literature-Dark, #The-Typing-Machine, #Library-of-Stories, #InspireTheUninspired, #Crowns-of-Sonnets, #all4poetry, #Poems-Galore, #Good-Literature, #The-Writers-Study, #the-writers-workshop, #TheRoyalScribe, ~Calling-Out-Words, #wordsfromyoursoul, #ShadowPoetry, #9bottles, #DA-Poetics, #through-the-pages.

--Any other Literature news that you would like to see in this reserved space? Note me.

Leaving Me Breathless
Breathe - Draft OneNails, worried at by impatient teeth.
A styrofoam cup picked skeletal.
Eyes droop and snap, head up, alert again.
I try not to sleep, not to breathe, not to be;

Old wives tales, offer advice and help.
Old men run checkups; diagnosis medical.
Your head in my lap, fingers circle again.
You try to sleep, I try to breathe, to be

happy - now that you're safe and almost home.
Skin pinching at eyes to tempt them to close
but I couldn't sleep if I wanted to, and I don't.
I can't sleep, I can't breathe without you.

So I pray hard to the Gods of caffeine,
I try to steal the pain from your mattress.
Try to chase it out of the room,
I lie
LustHis hands have a habit of finding my hip bones,
trailing his river like fingers along my stone smooth skin,
his lips do not move, his mouth tells me stories.

Mine spend their time
tracing the length and breadth
of his back in kisses*

We travel through lands that never existed
before we touched them
At temperatures far exceeding in Fahrenheit

If only we could understand
how lust and geography
make such divinely sinful bedmates.

____________________
* One hundred and sixteen
RosesYou love too much, I am told by a man with a briar heart, thorny sinews and collapsed ventricles bearing down on him, hardly beating in his tight chest. He looks at me with flat, slate eyes, chipping and eroding. His hands are dark with cigarette burns and rough with calluses; I feel them on my shoulders as he looks down at me, face collapsing in at his eyes like a dead man's.

For the first time, I realize he is dead. His briar heart dried up when winter killed his rose; my father, he is all thorns.

He squeezes my shoulders, too tight. You look like your mother, you know, he whispers, eyes shifting to the garden, to the yellow rose I plante
Sultry GenesisScintillating galaxies burst to life
from the slow whirl
of her jagged ivory hips.

I spiral into the vast blackness,
the inky atmosphere
spilling from the gossamer tips
of her swirling, mahogany ringlets.

Untethered, I drift,
bereft of graceful starlight
by which to navigate home.
Inevitably, I succumb
to the gravity of her undeniable attraction.

Glimmering eyes awaken,
shed the silken sheets of ashen lids
and illuminate her universe;
an amber sunrise gilding her white plains.

A weary pilgrim
constructing new constellations
from the starfield of her ribcage,
I ravenously hunger to taste sublime glory
writhing beneath the u


Featuring the works of: `KathrynODriscoll, *UntamedUnwanted, *AlloenDreams and `dreamsinstatic.



:bulletpurple: If you stop by, and would like to begin your journey on my DA homepage, may I suggest starting here. Also, if you are new to DA and need further assistance, please feel free to contact me if you cannot find what you are looking for in the FAQ section found here.

:bulletpurple: My official DeviantART Prayer Support Log. If there is someone you know who is in need of support, do let me know at any time and I will add them to the log.

:bulletpurple: I like to support Literature here by adding literature clubs/groups to my watch. If I have yet to add yours, feel free to leave me a comment.

:bulletpurple: Who is serving the Literature Community and what can they do for you? Your Community Volunteers for Literature are listed below as follows, along with their guidelines. You can freely contact them at any time with your questions or concerns.

^Beccalicious DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^neurotype   DD Suggestion Guidelines.
^NicSwaner   DD Suggestion Guidelines.
`thorns         DD Suggestion Guidelines.

:bulletpurple: And, of course, here are some lovely stamps, to show your support!

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:bulletpurple: Please stop by :iconthe-novelist-club: and feel free to join us, whether you are a writer, a poet, reader, or even a critic - we'd love to have you. We are currently accepting regular submissions and various pieces for our Workshops, so please show your support to these wonderful writers and stop by.

:bulletpurple: Looking to join a fun group which supports the exciting era of Abraham Lincoln by paying homage to his memory with fun panel discussions, Q and A sessions, book reviews and much, much more? Then #TheLincolnLegacy is the perfect place for you. Walks of all artistic life are warmly welcomed here.

:bulletpurple: #LungCancer-Awareness was created to bring awareness to a well-known cancer that has not only impacted the daily lives of the members of my own family – but so many others around us. Anything that you can do to promote awareness within your community can and will make a difference!

:bulletpurple: Looking for some of the latest news about your Daily Deviations or that news article you may missed over the course of the month? Well then, #LitResources may be the very place for you to catch up on all of the latest happenings.

:bulletpurple: Everyone is welcome over at our group, And we realize that every writer has their own personality, interests, strengths and weaknesses, so we aim to provide unique pathways into the community for everyone. So go on - sign yourself up and get exposed over at #Expose-Lit.

:bulletpurple: Our judges at #TalentedWritersGuild are looking for your quality literature! So, if you have something that you feel will simultaneously move us, challenge us, and inspire us as readers - then we are the very group for you.

:bulletpurple: Looking for a delightful and positively charged environment to post your work and give others some encouragement and support? Then look no further than #ProjectPositivity.

:bulletpurple: I have added several updates to our local club #Indiana-Deviants, so if you are from Indiana, or just interested