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Friday Night Features
Volume XXIX

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Literature
It feels like cheating.Sometimes the best course of action
Is also the simplest
But where's the fun in that?
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GroveBeneath the twirling grove
seasons are layers,
to be undone by timid fingers,
in answer to prayers.
And as budding swells push
into spring flowers,
bell-shaped dresses
ring out the hours.
The smooth baskets are dressed
with keen o-shaped fruit,
bright and helpless
in summer's pursuit.
And as soft tongues move
so sweetly to taste,
autumn eyes are the words
that foretell the embrace.
But again sharp tears stain
delicate winter skin:
How is it I truly feel?
Where is it I begin?
Coruscated EyesI am the sibilant whisper
that brings darkness;
the one that causes night to fall
as you close your
softly shining eyes
to see the last embers
of day fade
into
n o t h  i   n    g     n      e       s        s .
 
Surrender to my gossamer touch,
like the besotted butterfly that
knows no better, and
say not a word.
 
Hear the muffled aubade
that approaches
with the copper-washed gold of dawn,
and flourish in the night so filled with
silver-edged dreams.
 
I am the sibilant whisper that brings darkness.
 
I have the gossamer touch to
lull you into
the cradle of night.
 
And I sing that muffled aubade
which grows clearer with
every passing hour. . .
 
I am the sibilant whisper that brin

even at four ami want to kiss you in the simplest of ways; so softly and delicately that i could be a rose petal. i would make you english breakfast tea at four in the morning if you wanted that, and i would let you kiss me after having a cigarette even though i disapprove of you smoking.
i think you make me a better person when i am around you, and when i leave your side i want to cry because i feel so many things and i don't know how to tell them to you. when you say certain words you have an accent and i think it's cute and i wish you didn't have to feel so alone because i will always be here to hold you.
today we were saying goodbye and we hugged and you put your head on top of mine and i wanted to stay there forever and just cry into your coat about all the sad things that the world holds.
i felt so free when we walked today; you remind me of a song where the harmonies blend together like a smile.
:thumb276936489: crop circle eyescrop circle eyes,
unexpected goodbyes.

we have become that lingering
what if at the back of my aching skull.
what could have been, endless
possibilities. why couldn't we
be endless too?
everything i ever wrote about love
and you, i folded into a paper airplane
and set on fire. i never got
a chance to see if they could fly,
it seemed fitting.

Away From HereThere is a part of me, just begging
                     to be explained
             to be understood
Just wanting the prepetual motion of forward
To never have to look back, and examine
             a personal history
to anwer for
                   No, forever moving to a distant goal
Casting away what leaves us
                      Unburdening our souls of the wasted
There is a part of me, begging
                 To run free, forever away from this place
From the q
ambivalenceit seems that I have lost
my senses,
dripping corduroy blue:
a glass of condescension
and I'll deny everything you've
said.
somewhere between the pastry paint
and the religious
beads of sweat
from your lips to your navel
I've trapped myself
in a cage I lost the keys to.

this is where insanity begins:
too much attention
wasted on the wallpaper
and hours spent meeting anything
but your eyes.
as i'm cradled in the circulation
within alcoholic corks
and blue headlights
your voice tapping at my senses,
your lips replacing mine.

the secret is that I cannot do enough screaming
to drown you out
and I can't be quiet enough
to let you walk away.
Ambivalenceit seems that I have lost
my senses,
dripping corduroy blue:
a glass of condescension
and I'll deny everything you've
said.
somewhere between the pastry paint
and the religious
beads of sweat
from your lips to your navel
I've trapped myself
in a cage I lost the keys to.

this is where insanity begins:
too much attention
wasted on the wallpaper
and hours spent meeting anything
but your eyes.
as i'm cradled in the circulation
within alcoholic corks
and blue headlights
your voice tapping at my senses,
your lips replacing mine.

the secret is that I cannot do enough screaming
to drown you out
and I can't be quiet enough
to let you walk away.

kissi.
her chestnut hair is parted into strands of grease-filled locks
with a bobby pin in her mouth, she pushes her hair backwards,
clips it, dips her fingers in foundation and smudges it on her shiny and slick face
trying to cover those swelled up bags below her eyes
the red splotches she irritated the night before
building back what used to be her face - but it all falls apart
she stains her already red lips with a deep crimson shade of lip rouge
then she slowly leans forward to the mirror with eyeliner in hand and colors her eyelid
from eyelash to crease, not stopping until her pale white skin is covered with a black facade
she pauses, leans forward, and kisses the mirror
slowly, gently, and rather tender-like, as if her reflection was leaning there with her
and then she goes
ii.
she forgets her wallet and doesn't realize it until after leaving her apartment
figuring some lust-filled, inebriated man will buy her what she wants - a vile fix
iii.
her stool swivels and (like she had done
UnformedI'm trying to breathe but your
head-and-heart won't let me leave. You're
taking me apart in a way I once enjoyed but
I've let the secrets seep in for too long. I've let
the tattoo peel and heel. What's done is done, by me alone.
I've held a boy
together before. But
not one with your temper or
your posture or your trying, trying, trying.
My heart's a little sore, now. My eyes would like
to shut tight, rock-tight, and find a light in sleepless nights.
But, then, where could I leave myself?
What curtain would I hide behind?
What bed? What map?
What silence?
What silence?


Photography
Damp by FlexDreamssyfy eye... by basharbbrTeaparty by la-esmeralda
A way for dreams by sylverfaceHAPPY NEW YEAR by Ophelia-Overdosebumble bee's source by GenerationGoodbye
by Piotr Kogut by VMPSeleneThat Beak by FreyaPhotosMistress by TheNoiseDisease
Spegazzini Glaciar by RicardoBevilaquaTentacled Mastertouch IV by BeccyBex0984 by DianaGrigore
.: Malaguena Salerosa :. by sideshowsitoSeasonal Galaxy by FreshArt101Royal Black Couture II by ladymorgana

Artwork
:thumb176242153:Boceto by irethlasombra2 Hearts 2 Love by choppre
Rachel McAdams (Vector Drawing) by eyeqandyJoker by AdiLABSFire Mage by uildrim
The moth by Elda-QDGhost MW2 by ArtisticColePennywise the Clown by MyaWho
DotA2 Heroines by ArtgermThrough the Witches forest by pyramidlagota:thumb273125339:
Lavinia by JenniferHealyThe Dancer by SozraRose Tea by luciole

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ex0tique Jan 31, 2012  Student General Artist
Wow! I am really grateful and SURPRISED really. Thank you so much! <3
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la-esmeralda Jan 15, 2012  Professional Photographer
thank you so much for the feature! :)
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dreamsinstatic Jan 17, 2012  Professional Writer
You're welcome.
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sylverface Jan 10, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
Thank you very much for the feature =D
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You're welcome.
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DianaGrigore Jan 7, 2012  Professional Photographer
thank you!:heart:
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