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August 27, 2014
Spectra by somethingzenzen has science, ghosts, and a winner of a final couplet; the suggester correctly calls it "a refreshing read."
Featured by ShadowedAcolyte
Suggested by Nichrysalis
Literature Text
photons
like phantoms
cross our paths
unseen except
for their effects
every poem begins with sometimes
every dream begins with maybe
like phantoms
cross our paths
unseen except
for their effects
every poem begins with sometimes
every dream begins with maybe
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Literature
defeathered
and this is where we bury our hearts,
between self-defeating personality disorders
and burnt bridges and midnight ramblings
we promise ourselves aren’t true;
embedding our memories in forsaken homes
like it is a conscious decision to shed
our wings (reptiles don’t fly)
and maybe I am the monster of every
myth: wide-eyed and jagged toothed and
looking to regain a piece of myself the
world borrowed, many moons ago
as I falter and stumble over my own unaware
feet, wreaking havoc, reeking of self-acquittal--
all I ever wanted to do was belong.
dreams are flaws much like the hearts we
flaunt on our sleeves, and I seem to
have len
Literature
poet, breathe now.
you
are
the
rain
fall
i anticipate to moisten my
arid arroyo. you re fresh me and i
confess oh, ho
Literature
They say the one who prays
They say the one who prays receives much more
than whom we pray for, shaping what we want
to what we get. We find a way to pour
the outcomes into candle molds we can't
have fashioned for ourselves. But then we light
the wax and sniff the scent and call us blessed
by blessings in disguise. For what is right
in contexts so complex we cannot test?
For those who say that praying contradicts
free will or undercuts the will to change
injustice, fine. You have no wax, no wicks,
no blessing and no curse, you are the sage.
I pray to sculpt the candle and the mold
and scent with pity earth and heaven's hold.
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From the author's 2014 poetry collection Tattered Paper, Shattered Glass.
Under one of the more liberal definitions, this could be labelled a modern tanka, its five poetic phrases being
Six of the thirty poems contained in Tattered Paper, Shattered Glass are available to read here at deviantART. The others are:
• Transpiration
• Rising in Love
• Observation: Language
• Her Dance
• Entropy
Under one of the more liberal definitions, this could be labelled a modern tanka, its five poetic phrases being
photons like phantomsI'm so very grateful to the dA community for all the love they've shown this poem—not only to those responsible for its Daily Deviation status but also to each and every person who has read, favorited, and/or commented on it and to the groups that have featured it. It was an unexpected honor that I'll never forget. Special thanks must also go to one of my favorite poets, Dave Read, a true wit and an expert writer of senryū and kyōka (the lighthearted, humorous or parodic versions of haiku and tanka, respectively); in addition to having work published in poetry journals, he's very active on Twitter as AsSlimAsImBeing, and that's where he posted the poem that inspired this one.
cross our paths unseen
except for their effects
every poem begins with sometimes
every dream begins with maybe
Six of the thirty poems contained in Tattered Paper, Shattered Glass are available to read here at deviantART. The others are:
• Transpiration
• Rising in Love
• Observation: Language
• Her Dance
• Entropy
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I love how the shattered word create an atmosphere for your last 2 sentences to come to its fullest potential.
really love it
Keep it up and congratulations ofc!
really love it
Keep it up and congratulations ofc!