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Eyes of MineIt hovers over the surface, scanning for an imperfection.
It comes up empty, but doesn't stop searching.
If my pupils were lasers, your neck would be slit,
But at least you would know it was me.
If my iris were replaceable, your neck would be collared;
If my lashes thinker, you'd be tied to me forever.
If my mouth were not drowning, I'd say you were mine.
It bores into your skin, burning, stabbing, clawing.
It doesn't hurt you or even touch you, so I quit.
If my eyes stopped seeing, your neck would be black,
But I know it would still be there - just not for me.
If my iris were irreplaceable, you'd be free from my grasp;
If my lashes weren't thick, you would never be bound.
And since my mouth is still drowning, you may never be mine.
PhotosynthesisSearching for light in a forest of tall trees
Keeping night for the small plants,
That are stuck on the bottom;
But determined are they that find a way
To climb up the side with their vines.
Reaching the top, the sunlight is a shock
To their system, making hot friction
From light on its skin, as water floods in
At the roots, and breathes in from its leaves
The exhales of man and the food for a plant.
It recycles a breath for the best use of another,
That's O2 for short, and starches and sugar.
Glucose is release to finish the process
Of a plant being fed by the sun, oxygen and water.
UntitledA mystery to me, my mind is uneasily
Hiding from things that could see
It's meaning, or...thoughts?
I know that I think or...I think that I know,
That my brain isn't dead because my head
Isn't broken, just a home for this...space?
So I hope that I'm real, after all,
To feel would be nice for a change now that
Everything has meaning and I'm just...here?
These words in my mouth are so foreign,
And now I'm thinking of somethings
That could sound like...myself?
Though it's strange to believe that I
Have a default mode that no one else has,
So I can still just be...me?
Even though it's a long shot,
I know it's all I've got to hope for, for now
As long as I'm still...undecided?
Deeper Than EternityBlood red bleeds behind me
In a bouquet of scarlet bumble bees,
Buzzing in unison, matching the steps
And repeating the taps
Of my unsteady feet on concrete.
I'm trudging, knee-deep,
Fleeing from your memories
That infect my head with a disease
You've made from my apologies.
Why can't "please" be the cure?
All of life's yesterdays
Keep me a slave to your ways,
Reminding this repentant soul
Of a regret she's held...so,
Since I'm strong enough, I took the blow.
And now that I'm bruised,
Black from your bites
This giraffe will back out,
Because though I stood tall
Far greater was the fall you let me take...
When I fell deeper than eternity.
Fly OnToenails for teeth
In a mouth of dried tea bags
Keeping moist thieves' knives
That make them retreat
Back into long sleeves
Because shivers form quicker
Than whispers in cold weather.
Black dimes for eyes
And white light to disguise
The morality of nocturnal calamity
Shining bright in the afternoon
Of nighttime under the full moon.
Wearing webs as wings
To catch flying things
That echo its scream; mist and steam
Is winter's bite, but sight is blind,
So shudders make up for
The blur in your brain.
Out of cage, it's still tame because
In order to live, it relies on a civ
To filter it's thoughts
Since it can't be taught to think
Of this life as a gift
When everything it does seems so wrong.
And although he is strong,
The guilt of a killer can spill
This bat's will to fly on.
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