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The Fortress
I built a castle on the shore
It sat upon a base of stone
Proud and strong forevermore
a fortress made to stand alone
I stood upon the rampart wall
When first I spied you from afar
I could not hear your siren's call
Nor read portents from a star
And if predictions I had known
None of them would have changed my course
just as the hurricane wind blown
does not diminish in its force
Yet when you met those sturdy walls
they could not stand before your touch
It rained destruction in the halls
No bastion could withstand so much
When in the center of the storm
You came to me with tenderness
personified in human form
and spoke to
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Literature
The Fortress
I built a castle on the shore
It sat upon a base of stone
Proud and strong forevermore
a fortress made to stand alone
I stood upon the rampart wall
When first I spied you from afar
I could not hear your siren's call
Nor read portents from a star
And if predictions I had known
None of them would have changed my course
just as the hurricane wind blown
does not diminish in its force
Yet when you met those sturdy walls
they could not stand before your touch
It rained destruction in the halls
No bastion could withstand so much
When in the center of the storm
You came to me with tenderness
personified in human form
and spoke to
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Literature
The Fantastic Misters
The Fantastic Misters
03-06-18
Silver slinking through the night,
On the prowl while moon is bright.
Crouching low, belly to the ground;
Besides a hungry rumble he makes no sound.
Little rabbit in the dark so deep,
Does not know how close HE creeps.
Until a pounce, a snap of jaws,
And poor old Peter breathes no more.
Sated, somewhat, he returns to his home,
Rabbit his reward for midnight stroll.
Mother, and some boisterous kits,
Will eat well tonight…hunger, fixed!
Silver slinking through the earth,
Judged by man upon fur’s worth.
But to his partner and those he feeds,
He’s worth more than a rug to cover knees.
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Gifts
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Literature
The lovers
Close your eyes and listen to the whispers
The gentle hums of soul who pass
They linger in the shadows of the sunlight
A glistening hole which holds no hope
Trapped here by the tears of their lovers
I hear them as they try to soothe
Guilt ravished, I wish for them to leave
But they are the lies, as I wait
For some small comfort
From the ghost that is mine
Their whispers in the breeze
Make my will weak as I
Fight the loneliness that
Kills my soul inside.
I long to sing of silence
That will echo a harsh goodbye
As forgotten lives step
Between the sunlight
And the shadows.
They beg me.
But can I let them
Depart?
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Literature
My Will O Wisp, I Spent Years Finding You In War
Dear William, when you warned people with that runaway star, no one noticed. Part of you died when you hurdled towards the Earth. In wartime, everyone loses part of themselves. My father fought for the next great war until his legs gave out. I don’t know if he ever killed someone, but I imagine a field of corpses and the smell of defecation would at least change a person. He never mentions it, except late at night, when we both look at the sky and watch you. He knew which way to go when fighting because he’d watch your stars and you’d keep him from danger. I’ll never forget that. His face was battered and grateful when
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Literature
Microsleep
it slips in
through the cracked window
and casual gauze of microsleep
a future memory solidifies
its humanoid weight
onto the empty passenger seat
i keep driving, like always
as if this world
and all others like it
depend on every corner
to be rounded, just so
as if a single wrong pebble
caught in the treads
might hurtle the whole thing sunward
then i wake into familiar dream
just past the interchange
too late to exit
and i survey, from highway speeds
winter-bare forest preserves
clustered in crimescenes
drones buzzing about yellow tape
process and record
while the footprints leading away
erode in a whipping flat plains wind
and the h
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All the Literature Educate!
:new: Updated 04/03/18
Big update! We've not actually had a full Literature "week" for PE in a long time, but we are starting to plan towards doing so this year, firstly a publishing week and then some future ideas. These articles no matter how old are still very useful, so please bookmark this and come back!
Over the past few years, projecteducate (https://www.deviantart.com/projecteducate) has worked hard to provide educational articles for various art forms. Within literature, we've seen our fair share and we've used our own group CRLiterature (https://www.deviantart.com/crliterature) to manage these articles to ensure as much of the community can see them. However, sometimes we miss people and that's a shame because th
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Literature
drossuary
i.
in the morning i
wretch, bed vomits me
out, feet sabotage and
catch, head orbiting
doubt.
i'm eager but
quickly repressed,
steps into the dew
soon find themselves
stretched, failure etched
devoutly into coralled
ankles. i recite the scars,
honest liturgy of daily
dread, what of me should i
forget and what should i
assault?
ii.
around the corner you
mention me, sparing
no detail. i failed you
in glaring verb omissions,
my loss glowing crisp
in every touch.
i am not much;
it is no secret to me.
i've watched it be prayed
with heaves, heard it
be cursed in eves, felt it
recoil. what worth has
the toil of an unwanted
burden?
iii.
in the sun
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Squanpie's DD Suggestion Guidelines
Hi, I’m squanpie (https://www.deviantart.com/squanpie) a Community Volunteer for literature. This means I have the honour of choosing Daily Deviations. But I need your help! The lit gallery is huge and I can’t possibly read everything. So I need you, the community, to send me awesome suggestions. :la:
FAQ #61: What is a Daily Deviation?
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It's not an award. It means a work gets displayed site-wide for one
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