Moving...
DelightedAnxious?
Terrified?
Eager.
Will be so nice to have my own place.
Will be not so nice to miss Vancouver's water and mountains.
Newest Deviations
The Remembrance Day ParadeTheir names are scrawled illegibly By Conflict's withered hand Across the charred and blood-smeared page of war -- The dead and maimed.The Remembrance Day Parade
Fragrant smoke of cordite like incense drifts Through the shattered windows of ruined churches And men in the sweat-stained uniforms of Anywhere Wait in shadowed lairs to kill.
Jauntily a white sailor's cap bobs Upon an iridescent sheet of oil -- A drifting tombstone to young men below The calm oasis in the choppy sea.
Snaking through the mesh of radar A million dollar missile sent By nicely manicured i
by ~AbundantAmenities
BlindedYou were beautiful.Blinded
You had thick brown hair that my fingers ached to rest in. Your lips were so red and full that my mouth begged to graze them. Your body was so lean and solid that my flesh craved to press against you.
Even if only for a split second.
I would have taken anything you'd given me; a sideways glance, a crease in your forehead, half of an upturned smile.
But you were too busy, too important, too beautiful.
Too god damned beautiful.
And I wasn't.
Everything about you screamed "be addicted to me!". Your quiet sighs that I waited for, daily.
by ~AbundantAmenities
Yours, -sometimes- TrulyI was born selfish, Not appreciating what life brings I squashed lady bugs And tore off butterfly wingsYours, -sometimes- Truly
I stripped flowers of their petals And confessed to God only lies, But my one moment of guilt Was born in the tears of your eyes
Suddenly everything was a question And your answers wove the spell To my very own surprise, Like Jack and Jill... I fell.
by ~AbundantAmenities
Random Favourites
Missing Youby ~Zaemura
In your waterIt ain't easy to breathe when you're six feet down but I suppose you already know that I'm squirming and sinking and sighing in the waterIn your water
I can't stand the silence
It ain't easy to breathe when you're twelve feet under but I suppose I'm lower than that; squirming and sinking and sighing in the blue
I can't stand the silence and I can't take the blame but I suppose I'm already doing that down here; fleeing
and falling and breathing in the mist
It ain't eas
by ~protege--moi
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: Le Canada!
- Interests: The theater and literature
- Favourite movie: The Lady Vanishes, The Circus
- Favourite band or musician: Paul Simon is God.
- Favourite poet or writer: Stevie Smith & Dylan Thomas
- MP3 player of choice: As long as it pumps out a beat, I'm fine.
- Favourite cartoon character: White ninja
- Personal Quote: No dress rehearsal, this is our life.
- Tools of the Trade: A pen and a bare patch of skin on my thigh.
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Kiera
I'm doing alright, just doing the uni thing. Can't seem to write lately. How about yourself?
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This is the way the world ends
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your gallery is incredibly interesting.
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This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang, but a whimper
your gallery looks great from what i saw.
i look forward to looking through it further!
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This is the way the world ends
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