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RapeThere is something hideously clever
about watching television outside.
It is possibly the ultimate defiance.

Over there, rebels have flipped off officials,
they have fornicated with machines
and they have worn shirts like flags.

But here, revolutionaries have
ripped the binding dress off of mother earth
they have stuck their thirsty tongues
in the magnetic air of steel and wind
and they have swallowed the sovereign
waters of Calypso.

Gaia could not weep,
because her throat was plugged
by the sharp middle finger
of electric sockets and wires.
the weather latelywhen i tilt my glass up,
dregs of iced tea powder
become an orange starscape,
an eclipse wrought with holes;
summer, beautiful and searing.
LonelyI look at the stars
Hoping to see something
Looking back at me.

But its just echoes
Of dead and dying
Suns and worlds.

Nothing's listening,
Nothing's speaking,
Nothing really cares.

There is no design,
No grand plans to
Make the universe spin.

There's only darkness,
Suffocating and cold,
Consuming the light.
ugly hungerI.
 
the wolf in her
heart is whimpering
like a pup hungry
for pure milk
but all it is given
is blood--thick
and warm in a
foreign way
one that isn't the
love of a mother
or love of any kind.
II.
in the dry shade
lies the beast of eden,
her heavy jaw slack
from gnawing rotten 
fruit and he is saying
with sweet, red skin 
between his teeth
she was asking for it--
how her thin fingers 
wrapped and pulled
and plucked at the forbidden-
ness, this is no confession
he hisses like the snake
in his heart.
III.
we are all victims 
says god
ReptileBy design, I survive hiding, quiet;
carnivorous.
I am my fangs, or my claws, or my muscle;
alien from accepted.

Please, do not forget,
my cold blood seeks heat.

The softness of scales surprises the skin
of ignorant fingers.
The WavesThe waves
Lapping the shore
Endlessly rolling
Merely repetitive motions
That
Unless you do not experience them day after day
Become merely a noise
A background song
To your day
Your life.
The waves
Lapping the shore
Endlessly
As if they are oblivious
To the way they are ignored.
Ode to the WindWest to East,
North to South,
From great lands,
From the ocean’s mouth.
Who is this Great Whisperer
Who hums through the trees?
A zephyr wind,
A gentle breeze.

A joker you are,
And a saint, O wind,
To gather the waters
And in clouds send
Rain and snow,
But also dry out
The torrential flooding
And heal the drought.

You play in the fields
And run through the pines,
Playing with leaves,
Laughing all the time.
From the center of the sea,
To the mountain’s height,
You take off once again
On your continuous flight.

No maze you cannot solve,
No space you cannot fill,
Creeping from under the door
And by the window sill,
Never happy to
Lookingwhy do we as human beings
ignore what is placed before us
at our feets
in our hearts

i want to be apart of nature
dissolve into the endless stretch
of baby blue skies
lift off in nimbus clouds

and when i want
gently float back down
What A Star SeesWhen they look down,
Do they look at me?
A slumbering form beneath sheets?

When they shoot by
Can they see me?
A blurred figure jumping with glee?

When I wish upon them
Do they hear me?
Whispering beneath the trees?

When I dream
Do they watch me?
Can they see what I see?

When I cry at night
Do they weep for me?
As I rock myself to sleep?

When I worry in my bed
Do they comfort me?
Help ease my mind of silly things?

When my eyes won't shut
Do they sing for me?
Lulling me into my dreams?

When they look down,
What do they see?
Insomnia, depression, guilt, glee?
Or this girl of nearly seventeen,
Stressed and tired,
Longing for a dream?

I k
Winter's Daylight, Spring's ShadowThe air still bites as cold as Winter,
The shadows in the sky have yet to fade away.
The trees’ arms, lonely and bare
As Winter morphs into the form of Spring,
But what can we compare?

Light creeps into daylight ever so slowly
It’s pale glow rarely emanating across the sky.
The bay’s breeze is carried in
Raging war against sun rays—
Cold and warmth inseparable everyday.

But whether it’s Spring or Winter
Can we ever tell?

The first of
Spring, the season that shakes Winter off it’s back.
NatureNature is ruthless;
She swallows your pain, your pride
Any trace of ego is shattered in her jaws like dry leaves crumble at hand
She does not care for who you are, where you are from or what you have done
In Her eyes, Her children are equal
And as She has made you, She too can take back the ephemeral life
And return you to the soil of Her creation to once again be molded
Wisdom is respect for the bosom of the Mother deity
For Her love is an infinite spring that knows no end
LacusSunlight glistens off the top of the lake;
Fish swim beneath the cool, crystal waters,
And the wind chops at the surface,
Breaking, for a moment, the reflection
Of the azure ocean above.
FireworksFireworks

Colored droplets of fire
Light up the sky...
For a few minutes,
They kissed the night...

A breath-taking wonder;
Bursting with cracks and sizzles -
Wishes can be made upon an ember,
Before fading into the dusk...

Glanced upon in awe,
They briefly illuminate the heavens -
Seeming to reach for infinite space...

If only we could reach as high,
To grasp the mystery of the stars....
Dewott in abandoned warehouse! What do you do?Dewott in abandoned warehouse! What do you do?                    (Requested by Magicxmc)

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You are wandering around the outskirts of a town, sightseeing. You are tired and it is raining. You decide to seek shelter. As you run to find shelter, a strike of lightning illuminates an abandoned, old warehouse, quite close. You head towards it and run inside. You immediately close the remains of the door behind you. You look around the warehouse. It is near pitch-black. The holes in the ceiling illuminate a few areas around the place. You stumble around, atte
PisaraparaatiSadepisarat avarsivat
näkökykyä
sienestä tuli suolasirotin.

Liikenneympyrästä
kompassin osoitin.

Chihuahua oli velho,
julisteen pelle geisha,
kumpikaan ei pitänyt
aidanraosta.

Raparperin alta pilkisti etana,
jonka kotelo on kastanja.

Kaikki tämä
poistumatta kohteesta.
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Falling

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Hanging over the edge, wishing, hoping, wanting.

The wind gently pushes me forward and away.

Sky turns blue, white and grey as I leave the comfort of stability.

Floor by floor the windows pass by, countlessly, endlessly.

Side to side I descend remembering the good days.

Rain, shine, breeze and all.

Nearing the end.

I smell the grass, flowers and leaves below.

Now far from what I called home, high above.

Landing with a soft touch.

I think of my brothers and sisters, my mother above all.

They will see me once again.

Laying here lifeless, hopeless.

The sun shines brightly upon me.

Not every rose has its thorn.

For I am a dying, withering, decaying pedal.

I smiled upon the world which now frowns upon me.
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I know not from where such mind paths happen...
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*LadyRafira Jul 13, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Oh that is pretty good! I like it, and could picture it quite well in my mind ^^
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~Fenixxero Jul 13, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Yea, i thought that also, it just had to be made and i got the idea from... well... a leaf. :P
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*fraterchaos Jul 3, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
hmmm, I know that feeling!
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~OppositeAttractions Jul 3, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Wow man... your works are becoming deeper man, so many hidden messages and stuff within them... brilliant.
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