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A day without youYour kisses sweeten my coffee
but it's not as sweet today.
Your blue eyes teach skies how to be
but today they're mostly gray.
Your touch makes everything tingle
but today my skin is still.
Your voice makes music in my heart
but today it hasn't had its fill.
A day without your presence
is like a body without a soul,
for your essence is life fulfilling
and makes the hollow spaces whole.
A bond too briefclouds parted.
Dark was the lightIn the dark you can cry,
no one has to know why.
You can sit and lament,
ponder where your strength went.
Here you can let it all go
and no one else has to know.
It may be a time all your own
where you may feel so alone
but it's a time that you need
to just let your heart bleed.
To release tears and sighs
and begin your goodbyes.
Yes, in the dark you can cry,
without refrain to deny,
for once you let the pain go,
in the dark you will glow.
The hardened heartBroken and battered
Shell shocked and shattered
Finding you nowhere when moments had mattered
Chafed by its cage
Engrossed with its rage
Tumultuously tossed in its most brittle stage
Dying to know
Desperate to glow
Beating a melody of malady and woe
Taunted and tossed
Distraught, crushed and crossed
Calling and clinging to passions now lost
Failing and fading from falling in love
Left without life it seeks help from above
Remorseful releaseI've pined and penned and whined my woe
but now it's time to let you go.
To release that which I briefly had
which is your heart, it makes me sad.
There was a time that you were mine,
when days were well and nights did shine.
You made the world stand still and stare
and nothing else could dare compare.
Yet now you're his, your choice is made,
so I must make our moment fade.
You're where you chose to truly be.
Goodbye my love, I set me free.
The new and silent craving I've seen her before, many times... but not like this. I climb up the stairs to see her décolletage beautifully rising from a gown of white that drapes and plunges perfectly. Her dark, chopped hair, edged with a deep purple glaze leaves her bare neck exposed and calling for my lips to fall upon them. My breath escapes me but I capture the last of it, allowing a simple compliment of her beauty to awkwardly, nervously reveal itself. I hear myself saying more but it's coming from within my head. None of it slips for her ears to witness. I wish they would but this isn't the time.
She walks by me and I see them. Angel wings inked upon her sculpted back. I've seen them before, many times... but not like this. The low back of her gown allows them to spill out and I watch them wave and sway as she passes. The feathers seem to lift and rustle, as if she wants to take flight but resists exposing herself to the mortals around her.
I feel a
The never ending youWhat can I write, what can I say,
that hasn't already been expressed every way?
All the facets and fine lines and feelings you are,
have been carefully scribed in great detail so far.
From the simplest of words that have slipped from your soul,
to the intricate parts that keep you humble and whole.
From the thoughts that have moved you and others so grand,
to the aura of passion when one takes your hand.
I have written and spoken and filled up my days,
with detailed descriptions of all of your ways.
Yet for the thousands of words that profess you so true,
I can honestly say I am nowhere closer to through.
Love is blind... but oh the things we seeWe see the things we want to see.
We become the things we long to be.
We hear the things that make us tear.
We forget the things we used to fear.
We think what's right can do no wrong.
We brand the moments with a song.
We listen with escaping sighs.
We see the soul behind the eyes.
Love may be blind but I can see
when you can feel those things from me.
So lets go blind with feelings now
and if you get lost I'll show you how
to enjoy that blinding feeling too
just as I've felt it true with you.
SheShow him beauty...
Show him grace...
Show him an angel to take her place.
Could her breath so deeply cast a spell
and free his soul from heartaches cell?
Would her blue eyes mock the heavens grey,
and banish storms that ruin his day?
Does her voice bring envy to cherubs ears,
with songs to purge his mortal fears?
Can her simple presence evoke such fire
that roils and toils his passions pyre?
Can her entire being compel this man?
To move his spirit as she once had is such a task that he'd be glad
to wait for you in hopes you'll find this man who'll love you true and kind.
All over againLet's get to know one another again,
meet in a planned coincidence
and pretend we've never seen each other before.
It'd be the first time you see me
and I'd blush like mad,
when you mention how charmed you are
by my smile.
Let's forget all that happened,
and love all the way from the start.
walk through the same street,
under a very light rain
listen to our song,
while you slowly hold my hand.
Each night I'd wait your call,
so we'd talk, sleep and wake,
get used to us once more
you'd become my drug again,
my blissful addiction.
Let's throw away the lies,
the treason, the dreadful remarks,
and all the hurtful words
wipe our tears and let go of the pain.
yet my tears refuse to dry
I miss you, I long for you
but now I remember,
choking on our legendary love.
I can't forget the day
you finally let me go.
I'm burned and used,
Broken, can't be fixed.
I hold the scars you left me
across my battered heart.
Every day it withers
my body's slave is my mind.it's barely summer
but i've forgotten how to breathe;
i fall in love with strangers
before they even speak.
it's like i'm
within the pulsating crowd
like a fly trapped in a spider's web;
questions are spun
inferiority screams in my ear
& consumes all thoughts
until i can't hear
all the questions that are caught
between threads of my insecurities,
the fabric of my being -
tightening its grip
with everyone seeing
it's barely summer
but i can feel
each pump of my left ventricle
is an exertion against will,
& leaves me cripple
& frozen, still -
but feeling like i could run
before you could catch me.
i watch the moon
trade places with the sun,
racing against time,
but my day
has still not yet
Tiny CreaturesListen to the silent whispers of the willow
And the wisdom in the secrets she tells
With the young lazy leaves on her slender branches, dancing
In the arms of their stiff dark lovers
Where a blue jay had once nursed four eggs, all told
And four fresh lives were brought to earth
The willow remembered you and your girl
In the deep lover's carvings of her skin
A heart with an arrow, an A and an M
There were days when you two cuddled beneath her shade
Away from the searing glare of the sun
And days when you danced to the sweet melodies
Of your rusty radio, as old as the willow
That's why she swayed to it, and her lazy leaves smiled for a change
But then soon, you were gone. And so was your girl
Like the winds as they left the old willow again
With those painful scars that you've left in her skin:
A heart with an arrow, an A and an M
They remained where they were for fifty years and then
They were buried with dust, grass and spider webs
Tiny creatures lived there: in her skin
In your heart
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Last Week's Writing Prompt
Finish the story:
"The last man on Earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door..."
Can you feel the love tonight?
InvisibleMaybe the flowers shattered the mirrors
from their perch on the empty grave.
Perhaps it was tear-hunters huddling around the tomb,
searching for sparks to fill them with rage.
They're all mourning an absence,
the gem they couldn't find,
but maybe they'd grasp it in their hand,
if for once they looked outside.
Oh yes, they've read the musty histories,
they've polished way-back-when,
written nostalgia in the golden smoke,
and burning what can't fit in.
Pity they don't shred their feet on the broken glass,
because mine are covered in blood.
The roses in vases of false morality
can't soften anyone's pain.
They want to fix the lovely ideal
they keep trying to revive,
but though they've given it a gorgeous funeral,
they've buried it alive.
How You Remind MeWhy must you remind
of the past I left behind?
You make the faces in the wind
howl their stinging reprimand,
Why must you remind
of the light I failed to find?
Complete blindness without a spark
forged my chains within the dark,
Why must you remind
of the angel who was so kind?
The warmth of fire in her eyes
only hastened her burning demise,
Why must you remind
of the voice that would always grind?
The words of a snake that learned to bark
never failed to find their mark,
Why must you remind
of the soul that has resigned?
The one person who I cannot see
the one person who is me.
Come Dancing?In my mind
You linger and help guide me
In my soul
You set a passionate fire
When you’re gone
Full of hope I wait for you
When I am lost you are there to find me
Your light never fades
And your skin, it glows with warmth of angels
Those eyes bear the beauty of a full moon
You carry an aura of tranquility
Now, sweet Seraph, will you come dancing with me in the starlight?
CrushYou're so cute and so sweet.
Waiting patiently until we meet.
Some avoid meeting online,
But I think it will be fine.
You make me laugh and make me smile.
That hasn't happened in a while.
So casually with me you flirt.
I'm starting to forget I'm hurt.
It seems that you like me.
In person, we'll have to see.
In a few weeks you'll be here.
No connection I do fear.
Until then I continue to wait,
And hope that you are my fate.
I pray that you're one I can trust,
Because you are now my crush.
Sinking aloneGasping for every breathe I take,
Dreading all the mistakes I'll make,
I hope I do everything right
I don't want to lose this fight.
Each bad choice takes me away,
And every time I fade away.
I lose myself in this mess,
And sometimes I could care less.
Life goes on, I watch it go,
Some things I can't change, I know.
I try to hold on to every chance I get,
But I can't do it all, my time is set.
I must give up some things I would like
To look at things to live my life right
I don't care if you like what I choose,
Because in the end, I've got nothing to lose.
Let it beLet me whisper words of dark honey and wine.
Let go of your world and be free within mine.
Let me sip nectar no flower dare drip.
Let us discover each other as the ultimate trip.
Let no one dare speak of what limits exist.
Let all that we do become such a sweet tryst.
Let I be the paramour you privately yearn.
Let you be the one who makes my passions burn.
Let all that we wish be allowed just to be.
Let nothing destroy this great bond that is we.
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