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November 8, 2015
In Wings of Hope by betwixtthepages, "the author expresses in beautifully-crafted verse how hope can be found in nature, if only we look for it."
Featured by LiliWrites
Suggested by hopeburnsblue
Literature Text
intuition bird, sing bright the dawn
as blooming secrets
fall soft on mosaic stones;
our gentle vines creep wild as wind,
a wandering metamorphosis:
winter caterpillar, spring cocoon,
summer wings twinged and falling into flowers
before reinventing destiny
harmony garden, keep parched and persevering;
this world will stop one day
to water the seeds
with why, and was, and maybe someday could be--
for now, nature watches quiet
as sun-dust butterflies
collect drifting souls like wishing stars
as blooming secrets
fall soft on mosaic stones;
our gentle vines creep wild as wind,
a wandering metamorphosis:
winter caterpillar, spring cocoon,
summer wings twinged and falling into flowers
before reinventing destiny
harmony garden, keep parched and persevering;
this world will stop one day
to water the seeds
with why, and was, and maybe someday could be--
for now, nature watches quiet
as sun-dust butterflies
collect drifting souls like wishing stars
Literature
tutorial
take an evening -
reclassify emotions as chemical compounds.
remove one atom,
see what changes.
take your field notes, transcribe them
back to front.
add line breaks.
be scientific. be too scientific.
replace the word 'entropy'
with the word 'god'.
be so full of want that you can feel it
scraping its numb jaws against your insides.
write about flowers instead.
make your first line provocative.
follow it, let it unfurl -
ctrl a.
del.
inauthentic, try again.
ctrl z.
who the fuck
wants authenticity
?
read, find inspiration.
find new ways to plagiarize old ideas.
stop reading.
hash and rehash,
slash and burn.
look at the mess you've mad
Literature
California
My father was San Francisco and my mother, the Pacific;
at five I was in love with nine-lane highways, the scent of
eucalyptus pressed between my fingers, yellow parchment
hills crumpled up under the eye of the sun. If I had a sunset
to myself I would curl up on a park bench like the hippies do,
and eavesdrop on the sea lions’ bedtime conversations.
Alcatraz never quite unbarred me and yet I have found
freedom in hills steep as my shoulders; I know that I am
beautiful even in the rain because I have kissed the smoke
of Berkeley and tasted her on my teeth. I was born to
dangle my legs over Golden Gate Bridge and of course,
of
Literature
The Guide
For a minute there I thought I
was at the wrong house. Then you tried
to fetch your toast with a fork, while
it was plugged in. Now the tile
floor is scuffed up and you're all fried.
Makes my job easy. Oh don't try
to plead or beg. This is your time
to follow me, no need to lie
for a minute
or an hour. Whichever kind
of bargain you have isn't my
problem. My job is to file
your soul for future trial.
Though, I guess, I'll let you cry
for a minute.
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This is an entry for the
As promised, here is her companion art piece!
Thank you so much to DeeryDeerth for working with me; I had a TON of fun, and I'm so happy with how both pieces compliment each other.
August 2015
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***EDIT November 2015****
HUGE thank yous to hopeburnsblue and LiliWrites for the DD! You ladies rock my (admittedly small) world!
Contest - Submission Time - Only 1 Day Left!!Feelings Contest over at Understood-Accepted. My submission partner is DeeryDeerth, who is painting the art companion to this written piece. We were striving for a "hopeful" feeling/tone.
Our "Creed"
Hello, you've reached a quiet place, a place where you can bare your heart or simply share your soul. We are all like you - problems and pain haunt and hurt us as they do you. We don't all have the same things that consume us, but still we understand your ghosts and the trouble you face daily hurt you deeply, as ours do to us. We know pain. We try help you face it. If you remember one thing about this place, remember this: No matter what you are living or have lived through, you are accepted.
YOU. ARE. ACCEPTED
Note to all entrants - only one day left to submit! (I have extended it by two days) I hope you are chatting with your partner and tinkering away at your craft!
Welcome to Understood-Accepted's
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As promised, here is her companion art piece!
Thank you so much to DeeryDeerth for working with me; I had a TON of fun, and I'm so happy with how both pieces compliment each other.
August 2015
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***EDIT November 2015****
HUGE thank yous to hopeburnsblue and LiliWrites for the DD! You ladies rock my (admittedly small) world!
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Lovely!
Congrats on the DD
Congrats on the DD