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Undone

11 hours, 31 minutes ago by *Scarlettletters
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

I cannot remember
what she wore that night,
or the smell of the moon
at her wrist,
or the blur of her cheek
grazing the pillow.
I cannot recall details
of her voice -
what was said
or promised
once the heat of July
nested in the curve
of my tongue
and pressed back
her hesitation.

But I remember the shock -
the last tremor
of bricks and skin
carving an arc
into our breathing,
shaking the walls of her room
and the sound of the world
coming undone.

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Garden of Delights

5 days, 18 hours ago by *Scarlettletters
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

My garden of delights,
infested with such pretty, twisted things,
mandrake root and toadstools
and glistering ravens' wings.
I planted belladona,
such a melancholy crop,
and grew poison ivy in blistered vines -
a haven in the bogs.

Skullcap grew amongst the weeds,
its slithering, slivered, ragged leaves
a home to noxious worms
and mealy nettle-bugs.
I gathered withered poppies,
a delicious apertif,
and brewed brackish tea from bagworm seeds
and garnished it with slugs.

Brambles thrived between the stones -
the hedges overblown with ash and bone
to welcome all my guests,
who hunched and huddled in the damp
covered up with dark and dank,
they bobbed and hung their withered heads
and supped on wolfbane tea and griddle-thorns.
How nice to know they all are dead!

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beauty

May 12, 2012, 5:22:21 PM by *Scarlettletters
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

and beauty just happens
if you will wait
long enough -
the sound of plants
breathing under the snow,
of red petals
and green leaves
bursting on the vine
and climbing up over the roof,
the sight of rain
washing the hillside -
a mosaic
on the window
and the scent
that buries the laundry,
fresh picked
from the line
on a june morning
and how it feels
on your skin
when you first wake up
lazy with the last dream
and how she tastes -
she tastes
supple and fragile,
something blooming
just for you.

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Spring Cleaning

Apr 29, 2012, 5:24:01 PM by *Scarlettletters
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

The sickening slam-dunk
his heart made
when it hit the floor
like a soft boiled egg -
so she scooped it up
and fed it lovingly to the bird,
wondering why the litter pan
had not been emptied
and the kitchen smelled of sweat.
Her husband took up
too much room
she decided,
along with the credenza
stuffed in the closet.
She couldn't get the vacuum
round them both.

and his shadow was eating up
too much daylight.

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Fade to White

Apr 30, 2012, 2:46:32 PM by *Scarlettletters
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

Take me to the wild
wide edge of blue
and I shall dream of angels,
arms tapering into clouds,
and women in white
and the moths' soft mouths
that mock my oaths.
I shall sleep among the stones
and the pale trees
that grow beneath the ground -
like giants swallowing the dusk.
And I shall find her
tall and waiting
in the ruins,
the billow of her skirt
an island,
her eyes lit like candlemass
against the leaves and petals
streaming through the mist.

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Random from Legends, Myths and Fairytales

King's Demise There once was a land,
Where the sun set gold gradually streaking with raspberry,
There was once a land ruled by a powerful king

Having what most considered the world
Money stacked high as the endless mountains
Glinting treasure more precious than the purest diamond embellishing his home,
It couldn't be enough, not the destruction he craved

He traded it, in gain for insanity
A woman beautiful as night itself named Evil
Long black hair draped over her shoulder
Murmuring softly to his lips, all it took was a whisper

And he fell and stumbled,
Suddenly lost in a world of war he had lost control of
His hope dwindled like a burning canKing's Demise by ~aliforever331

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Masterpiece, No Theatre      The woman was barely dressed. Some kind of silver seemed molded to her body, like the green mold on bread Leo saw when he forgot to eat. But this woman held Leo's attention in a way bread didn't. What a woman! He'd never seen the like.

     She stepped out of a door in the wall where no door ever was.
     Well, it was awfully early. Maybe Leonardo wasn't quite awake.
     He often dreamt about beautiful women.

     She said, "Don't be alarmed, Famous Artist. I come from the future to give you a gift I'm toldMasterpiece, No Theatre by *xlntwtch

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Tzizi the Vain by ~PaulAsaran

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Chaos There was a time long ago when fantasies happened every day and the unexpected could only be expected. It used to be a perilous, yet breath-taking world where anything could happen. Those who survived this unstable life had to accept their lack of control.

However, a small group of people decided they wanted routine. They wanted a reliable world, one that didn't run on fear. So, the people gathered together and walked over mountains, crossed rivers and lakes, and trudged through heat and cold until the found an oasis. They discovered a portion of the world with water, mild weather, and plenty to eat. Happy with this destination, they settledChaos by *AuburnOleander

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Poetry

Undone I cannot remember
what she wore that night,
or the smell of the moon
at her wrist,
or the blur of her cheek
grazing the pillow.
I cannot recall details
of her voice -
what was said
or promised
once the heat of July
nested in the curve
of my tongue
and pressed back
her hesitation.

But I remember the shock -
the last tremor
of bricks and skin
carving an arc
into our breathing,
shaking the walls of her room
and the sound of the world
coming undone.Undone by *Scarlettletters

24 Comments

Garden of Delights My garden of delights,
infested with such pretty, twisted things,
mandrake root and toadstools
and glistering ravens' wings.
I planted belladona,
such a melancholy crop,
and grew poison ivy in blistered vines -
a haven in the bogs.

Skullcap grew amongst the weeds,
its slithering, slivered, ragged leaves
a home to noxious worms
and mealy nettle-bugs.
I gathered withered poppies,
a delicious apertif,
and brewed brackish tea from bagworm seeds
and garnished it with slugs.

Brambles thrived between the stones -
the hedges overblown with ash and bone
to welcome all my guests,
who hunched and huddled in the damp
covered up with dGarden of Delights by *Scarlettletters

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beauty and beauty just happens
if you will wait
long enough -
the sound of plants
breathing under the snow,
of red petals
and green leaves
bursting on the vine
and climbing up over the roof,
the sight of rain
washing the hillside -
a mosaic
on the window
and the scent
that buries the laundry,
fresh picked
from the line
on a june morning
and how it feels
on your skin
when you first wake up
lazy with the last dream
and how she tastes -
she tastes
supple and fragile,
something blooming
just for you.beauty by *Scarlettletters

74 Comments

Girl as Poem She was once a verse by Baudelaire
something about flowers
that were loyal to none
and I kissed her
when no one was watching.
She was a stanza by Byron
who stood on
the white cliffs of somewhere
and praised her eyebrows.
She is nothing like summer
or a lost continent;
her landscape
is too bold for that.
Her shoulders are not
a country
or a battle to be won.
I thought she was a poem -
Cynara,
or maybe an ode
or sonnet -
words teased and woven
that beat and bled
upon my humble pen,
not the flesh and blood
of thighs and hips
ripening beneath my gaze,
waiting to be written.Girl as Poem by *Scarlettletters

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Minotaur Her minotaur bows low
and dreams
of a deft approach
some way in
without thorns
some tiny gift
of need,
or perhaps
an offering of rain
left killing on the grass.

She senses him,
the bristle of jaw
jarring the forest,
and the long white of her arms
teaching him
the value of fear.

But his eyes
go blank at her glance,
the snare of heat
a bracelet
at her wrist,
and his warm flank
telling her new myths

are for bleeding.Minotaur by *Scarlettletters

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Fade to White by *Scarlettletters

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Spring Cleaning The sickening slam-dunk
his heart made
when it hit the floor
like a soft boiled egg -
so she scooped it up
and fed it lovingly to the bird,
wondering why the litter pan
had not been emptied
and the kitchen smelled of sweat.
Her husband took up
too much room
she decided,
along with the credenza
stuffed in the closet.
She couldn't get the vacuum
round them both.

and his shadow was eating up
too much daylight.Spring Cleaning by *Scarlettletters

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Anne Such a tiny neck,
spare and white,
the starched linen
tarnished in the savage heat.
The scaffolding ached
beneath her feet
and the crowd went silent
as she knelt,
the block a cruel nursemaid
to her tears.
Confession is a futile gift
and treason did not sit well
upon her shoulders
where the sun
beat down on her.
No one felt the word of God
in the father's banal words
and the axman was her final
blessing.Anne by *Scarlettletters

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Milk Carton They found you
on a milk carton,
a stone's throw
from the tarp left
mildewing on the pool.
Your face was sleepy
and they did not recognize
your shirt.
Who dressed you that morning?
Who gently combed out your hair
and zipped up
your yellow boots
so you could squash puddles
in the garden?
Mother will tell stories
to the empty bed
and pretend it is your shadow
playing on the wall
And father will wait
on the porch,
praying the light
will come back to the sky.Milk Carton by *Scarlettletters

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Ache It was an old ache -
a rough reminder
she was not perfect,
a notch in his backbone
that creased his shirt
when he moved the wrong way.
There was a certain charm
about her face
and he liked how she could climb
when she had to
and how her spine lined up
perfectly
with his bookcase.
(But he wondered why
her jokes
bled into his flaws)
Still, he had to admit
she could
lean across a table
with a grace
that bordered on
godliness
and he could learn to believe
coincidence was

just a dying art.Ache by *Scarlettletters

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Portrait, Part I He did not know when he had first started watching her. It was as if he really had no concept of time or maybe time just did some sort of unrehearsed dance when he got near her, as if the moments, minutes and hours themselves could not be trusted in her company. And while he could not really recall the whens of the first time he saw her, other details were still almost too sharp and clear, like a favorite painting where one can touch the colors and feel the shapes slip off the white bluff of canvas and slide under the skin.

In fact, he was not even sure what it was he first noticed about her... It had been a warm night in New Orleans, the FrPortrait, Part I by *Scarlettletters

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I am cancelling the Magic Refrigerator contest as there were not enough entries - my thnks to those who did submit.

I am switching gears as there are some great prizes - and I have to update the prize list!!

The contest is "Legends, Myths, and Fairy Tales". Each person can enter two pieces. Tell me a legend, fairy tale or myth- one of your own, or retell an old one. Change the ending of a classic and give it a new twist. Combine several tales at once - be creative. The two categories are literature (Poetry and Prose) and Digital Art.

Please send your entry by message here and put "Contest" in the subject line. Include the thumbnail. The description needs to have the name of the contest (Legends, Myths and Tales) and link to my page! All pieces must be new works. The new contest starts April 27 and ends June 15.

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2nd Place  KaysThoughts:  Feature, 100 points
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            halcyonshores:  Feature
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    Obsidian-Nightfall:   Feature
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            rockgem   Feature
            Ellyevans679    50   points
            Molybdenumblues      15 points

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    Scarlettletters:     signature, Feature, 50 points
    Leichenengel:  1 Fractal Art Surprise including 1 color of choice, 25 Points, 1 Llama, 1 Feature including the winning piece + 2 more
    RestlessSands:  Feature
    ricky4:  Feature
            halcyonshores:  Feature
    DragonDew:    Feature
    mrnakes:    Feature
    Obsidian-Nightfall:   Feature
    ripari:   Feature
            sesam-is-open  Feature and llama
            rockgem   Feature
            Ellyevans679    50   points
            Molybdenumblues      15 points

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       RestlessSands:   Feature
       ricky4:  Feature
               halcyonshores:  Feature
       DragonDew:    Feature
       mrnakes:    Feature
       Obsidian-Nightfall:   100 points, feature
       Phatpuppyart:   Feature
               pomohippie7    10 points
               sesam-is-open  Feature and llama
               rockgem   Feature
               Ellyevans679   100 points
               Molybdenumblues      30 points

2nd place     ripari:   Feature
       Scarlettletters: 1 month subscription, deviant ID, 100 points, feature
       mj-magic:  50 points
       KaysThoughts:   Feature
       RestlessSands:  Feature
       ricky4:  Feature
               halcyonshores:  Feature
       DragonDew:    Feature
       mrnakes:    Feature
       Obsidian-Nightfall:   Feature
       ripari:   Feature
               sesam-is-open  Feature and llama
               rockgem   Feature
               Ellyevans679    50   points
               Molybdenumblues      15 points

3rd Place     KaysThoughts:  Feature
      Scarlettletters:     signature, Feature, 40 points
      Alosa:   10 points
      RestlessSands:  Feature
      ricky4:  Feature
              halcyonshores:  Feature
      DragonDew:    Feature
      mrnakes:    Feature
      Obsidian-Nightfall:   Feature
      ripari:  Feature
              sesam-is-open  Feature and llama
              rockgem   Feature
              Ellyevans679    50   points
              Molybdenumblues      15 points

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