Daily Lit Deviations for May 30, 2009

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Poetry

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"to whom it may concern" by bailey--elizabeth


_{Featured by YouInventedMe}
'those swings in the park..'‘those swings in the park have withered like old trees’
----that was what you said. that was the last thing you said.  you looked at your feet, your shoes tracing along the lines of old, dried paint on my doorstep. I said :
    ‘I know. I remember when we moved here-
       I remember thinking
         the same thing.’
In the street, a car passed-by- a second of light perpetuated the red in your eyes, the terraces of unease in your cheek. and then I closed the door.
       /
you got into your car and crashed it at the end of holloway road.
I remember listening to you start the engine.
I remember holding my head under the leak
in my ceiling. and
dusting the water into my
scalp.
       /
                
“those swings in the park..” by transparent-things


_{suggested by: DeZia
featured by: kersee9}
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"The Beholder." by sfm


_{Featured by ColonelFitz}

"robot bicycles and october 11" by distinguish



Visual

_{featured by: Tap-Photo-and-Co}

"Stardust" by rockgem



Foreign Language

_{featured by: Tap-Photo-and-Co}
A childhood's dreamE os olhos da lua caem sobre mim
Um brilho frio
Um toque como nunca senti
Não consigo me mexer
Não quero me mexer
Apenas ficar aqui
Nessas caricias tão singelas
Se meus olhos
E seus olhos
Puderem ao menos uma vez
Se encontrar
Serei feliz
Sorrirei como nunca sorri
Inocente e cálido
Somente por você
Gostaria de ficar
De não ter de partir
Aninhado entre seus braços
Sinto um jubilo sem palavras
Uma vontade de não ser criança
E não ter de pedir
Apenas tomá-la e desejá-la
Com a seriedade com que brinco
Apenas em você me sinto assim
Tão louco, tão certo
Tão decidido a viver
Não vejo o mundo além de seus olhos
Não sinto o mundo além de seu toque
Não preciso de mais nada
Não quero coisa outra
Senão seu sorriso e suspiro
Uma ou outra palavra me vem à mente
Transcorrem por meu sangue
Bombeadas pelo meu coração
Transportadas ao ar de meu pulmão
E se perdem sem sent
"A childhood's dream" by B-jester


Prose

_{Featured by tiraldan}
I Swear By My -Blank- Hand...The little girl stared at her pencil. Then she looked around. The other students were writing.
"Why is it so hard for me and so easy for them?" she wondered, taking the pencil in her hand. With all her might, she tried to write at least one correct letter on the paper, but failed. Her handwriting was messy and ugly. Frustration swirled in her head. "What am I doing wrong?"
Once again she looked around. Her classmates were doing just fine. Their letters were neat and decorative. How beautiful. But hers- how could hers be so hideous? Were her fingers too stubby? Wasn't she holding the pencil correctly?
She sighed and stared again at the paper. The letters looked like doodles instead of words. She tried again. No such luck. Again. Nothing new happened. And again. Same old story.
She wanted to cry. But she couldn't at a time like that.
"Maybe if I…" she started, then switched the pencil to her other hand and tried again. Very slowly, she tried to write A, B, C…
Success! She realized how go
"I swear by my -Blank- Hand..." by HyperStrudel


_{featured by julietcaesar}
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"Seven Years" by Ginnabean


_{featured by: paintedbluerose}
True IntentionsTrue Intentions
There are times when I feel that love I felt for you. There are places that remind me of where I've been with you. There are thoughts that consume me in the hatred I feel for you now. All I hear in my mind is 'excuses', your favorite thing to give me. Even as I feel the burn of alcohol ease it's way down my throat, it changes nothing. The pain never subsides. My heart didn't break of my time wasted with you. But my mind shattered, forgetting the meaning of sanity. You can question this as much as you want, but you'll never understand why. I believed you to be perfect, but even I knew there was no such thing. Judgment came crashing down on me like a thousand shards of ice. My mind saw you as amazing, but when it came to see what you truly were, morals faded into a faint distance of nothing.
And what are you to me? You are that pang of pain I feel when I fall of my own doing. You are the scar remaining, refusing to let go. You are that memory I will always r
"True Intentions by AmethystLilies


_{featured by: Kitri-du-Lac}
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"Her Name Was Tragedy" by Eefera



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