~n0spoon
-issa.
Strategy
Newest
as it should be. i can see it coming god how i love it when your strong hands snatch at me when your strong arms enwrap(ture) meas it should be
when you bend me pull me grind me into a shape that suits you against you you lift me move me bite me excite me a thousand places all at once
such urgency -- unstoppable
and awful
these moments in divinity
i give you me
and receive, receive, receive .
by ~n0spoon
ExtremesThe storm is full of petty threats: hail, lightning, thunderous bravado... and my dog falls for every one of its tricks. He's not accustomed to such growling from the skies; for him, each boom and flash of light is a sign of attack,Extremes
a report of bombs or other atrocities steadily nearing our position.
He doesn't understand the gift in a rainstorm, that these mountains are one day further away from becoming like those damning desert sands that can teach such hates;
He doesn't understand how,
even within these extremes, he is safe. &nb
by ~n0spoon
The MarineMy father was a Pisces, Twice slimy, Doubly likelyThe Marine
to be Desperately flopping
in the grounded world, Desperately seeking
a return to his native whorl, to breathe again in the habitat of the hidden, to sink into the darkness of his perfect cold, that darkness seething in his soul, a darkness soothing, home, sweet home.
by ~n0spoon
blankblank page blankblank
page blank blank page blank blank page page that is no longer blank
square monster single, evil
white eye unblinking but dozing bored ignored
a stroll into fog dulling fog
page of emptinesss even full
absolutely empty all the words just words echoes in the mind
of humankind so limited
whimpers or screams in the fog
whisper or scream into the blank
whisper or scream whimper or scream
and stare at t
by ~n0spoon
Random Favourites
My Grandmother's GardenMy Grandmother’s GardenMy Grandmother's Garden
We used to ease peacefully Into winter. It was less a resignation Than a contented yielding
To vintage color... First in trees And then beneath our feet. We entered winter intrepidly,
Believing yet in redemption, Believing still In spring. We used to behold
The winter as it was At the moment we first
Witnessed the snow, Burying our sleeping hopes Beneath the quiet depths
Of whiteness, And March was once the month That would begin to wake Those dreams Lazy and slow (But so
by `equivoque
various fishby `loish
on the tracksby `loish
Fave News
- 126 Litmas is here! - Nov 25, 2007
- 94 The Courage Competition - Nov 9, 2007
- 1036 Lessons Learned: How I Dealt With An Art Thief - Aug 3, 2007
696
AwestruckdeviantID
No deviantID yet.
Devious Info
- Current Residence: Colorado
- Interests: everything...
- Favourite poet or writer: T.S. Eliot
- Favourite cartoon character: Orko!
- Personal Quote: There is only one basic human right,the right to do as you damn well please. -PJ O'Rourke
- Website: http://www.overnightlows.net
- Email: n0spoon@yahoo.com
deviantART Notice
Comments
Site Map
©2009 deviantART. All rights reserved
--
The best way to get page views: [link]
--
you'd better take care of your dreams, baby
--
I have sex with my camera at least once a week .
--
open your horizon
ROCK THE CLOCK
[link]
♪ ♫ ♥ p e a c e ♥ ♪ ♫
--
open your horizon
ROCK THE CLOCK
[link]
♪ ♫ ♥ p e a c e ♥ ♪ ♫
--
'Beauty will save the world'
--Fyodor Dostoevsky
Previous Page12345...Next Page