"long ago on the ship, she asked 'why pyramids?' he said 'Think of them as an immense invitation' -- she asks 'are you cursed?' he says 'i think that i'm cured;' then he kissed her and hoped that she'd forget the question." _________________________________the curse -- josh ritter |
| && i know i said we should give this a try and i meant it. |
dust - haikudust - haiku by =singtosavetheworld
then came the moment
when she left her dreams in dust
and opened her eyes.
--
the world is broken
she feels it between heartbeats;
hopeless, she lets go.
foreverforever by =singtosavetheworld
there is a simple poignant
pause in the silent air,
as they breathe in the sunrise
as they inhale the atmosphere
as they revel in the world.
there is a simple pleasure,
a wistful wish in the present
that these days will linger;
that these moments will last
forever--
the nightthe night by =singtosavetheworld
tonight we sit under the stars,
two solitary figures huddled together
( my head on your shoulder and yet
i feel oh-so-very alone out here )
beneath the glorious, shining night
and it feels as if we are on the brink
of something monumental and alien;
( and i have a miniature pain creeping
slowly up on my heart - the faint idea
that this is the beginning of the end )
it feels as if tonight could be a finale
as if after tonight
everything will be doomed to change.
in vainin vain by =singtosavetheworld
i try ( with a desperate smile )
to lay the memory of you down,
to place it behind me
with the dregs of life and
with the dangers of love and
with the debris in the dust.
i try ( with claustrophobic heartbeats )
to explain why you're no good,
to throw you out of my existence
and forget your name
and forget your lips
and forget your face
i try ( with your picture in fragments
littering the ground behind my footsteps )
to leave this town and this boy behind
to carve a new name
the archaeology of anatomythe archaeology of anatomy by =singtosavetheworld
i traced your veins with a gentle vengeance;
touched each one, thread by teal thread.
i discovered that your eyes, shining and pure,
match perfectly the dark blue-green streaks
underneath that lithe clavicle of yours,
and that the golden drops about your iris
are reminiscent of both my own eyes
and the view from my window at sunset.
i wandered about you, seeped in wonderment
at the beauty of your tiny capillaries,
the grace of your long-limbed eyelashes
and the sincerity of your cheekbones.
you now trace my eyelid with a subtle glance;
inside-and-out, you've known me so fully,
but there is so much yet to explore.
secret songsecret song by =singtosavetheworld
precious darling,
sleep ever so sweetly.
be rocked by angels
who bear lullabies on
soft-as-down feathered wings;
be immersed in polyphony,
antiphony, homophony--
be enchanted by the
acciacatura waves, and
the melodies that sigh
and they pass you by.
precious darling,
life is so fleeting.
so as you drift away;
eyes closed tightly to
the wind and to the weather,
dream in eight-part harmonies,
improvise fugato and allemande,
fantasia and cantata.
precious darling,
live through song.
goodbyegoodbye by =singtosavetheworld
you say goodbye every day, every moment;
crack me apart with your words, with your scorn.
you dream of doom, dream of hope, of longing;
i've no place in your world, in your paradise.
you just want to be alright, be okay like
the clouds on a rain-filled day, and like
the colours and the shades and the pain;
you just want to be set free, and I
thought I understood you, thought I
could fulfill your wildest dreams--
baby, i'm broken, though,
there's nothing new in me.
baby, i've been stolen,
there's nothing at all pure,
i'm just longing and aching and pain-pain-pain
and all i can see is you leaving, every day,
i've no
waterwater by =singtosavetheworld
there is something mysterious in the water;
a silence, a stillness, a starlit night,
although a stray flare of sun reaches out
and caresses the meniscus with a gentle touch.
there is something like safety in the depths,
tempered by him, by the slight brush of skin;
skin-on-skin and his lips just barely meeting
with her forehead; she wants to break the spell
because nothing should be this perfect, no,
for she'll spend her whole life just reaching;
yearning for a beauty to equal this still day.
there is something like peace surrounding them,
like the ripples in the water are barriers;
holding the world and the rush of time at
| The literature here is what I live off. I don't know what I'd do without deviantArt, honestly. |
| "I keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it's just too much. The current's too strong. They've got to let go, drift apart. That's how it is with us. It's a shame, Kath, because we've loved each other all our lives. But in the end, we can't stay together forever." - Kazuo Ishiguro, "Never Let Me Go" "We are twelve billion light years from the edge. That's a guess, no-one can ever say it's true. But I know that I will always be with you. I'm warmed by the fire of your love everyday, so don't call me a liar, just believe everything that I say .There are six billion people in the world, more or less, and it makes me feel quite small. But you're the one I love most of all." - Katie Melua, "Nine Million Bicycles" "i know what i can say ain't nothing special because i ain't nothing special, i'm just a girl who writes to every damn person she's ever met with words that you used to say were too good, do you remember that? you used to tell me that i was too good with words, told me i should stop it, but you and i both know i can't, know i won't, because after that last time i wrote for anyone, or the time before that, well - if i was gonna learn my lesson by now i would've, but i'm still penning a fitting happy ending for the girl with the ladybird car who died on me, i'm still hoping someone will notice the poems i leave scribbled in the margins of my dog-eared novels, i'm still leading the secret double life of a faux-wilde." 1. letter. - =iPawed |
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"L I F E G O E S O N; What you don't have now will come back again, you've got heart and you go in your own way." --Noah and the Whale
Co-founder of #LOVE-Original-LIT
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" ...he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire."
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"L I F E G O E S O N; What you don't have now will come back again, you've got heart and you go in your own way." --Noah and the Whale
Co-founder of #LOVE-Original-LIT
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All the effort is pointless if you don't believe in yourself.