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He Gave Me A RoseHe gave me a rose;He Gave Me A Rose by `ATrue
It represented our eternal love,
until it wilted three days later.
When you asked me what I wanted
I told you anything but flowers.
The rose is a hypocrite:
not at all profound
and even less prolific.
So, you got me a rose
made of glass, and
we laughed together
as I placed it on a shelf.
There it collected dust,
until it was toppled by
the tiniest jolt.
I gingerly collected the pieces
of fractured romance,
while you cajoled me with
it doesn't matter.
One day you gave me
a diamond, cut to look like
a white rose (of sympathy).
I kept it, but
I never got you back.
With Flowers in Her HairShe spent her childhood drawingWith Flowers in Her Hair by `ATrue
circles and stick figures
and criticizing her reflection
in convex sides of soup spoons.
The daffodil she always wore
dwarfed her by comparison,
a contrast she was compelled to create.
She loved being told she was
even prettier than the flowers in her hair.
Everyone in her small town
knew how lovely she was
and how disciplined! theyd say
a young girl with such determination.
But she scrutinized herself
into concave submission,
ever striving in a state of inconsolable beauty.
They eventually stopped admiring her resolve
or comparing her beauty with that of nature.
10 Tips for Novel Writers10 Tips for Novel Writers by `ATrue
1. Dont Find Time, Make It. Too many authors think that they will find the time to write sometime today or this week or next month. But think about it: when was the last time you said, Hey, look! I just found a twenty fifth hour in my jacket pocket! You know how many hours there are in a day, so stop fooling yourself. If youre going to have time to write, you need to make time to write. Whether you set aside the same hour every day or use those few minutes you have between classes, make sure youre devoting that time entirely to your writing, not sharing it with your favourite reality tv show. Writing
SingleSingle by `ATrue
As my morning routine has its coffee
and picks at the eggs on my plate
the yolks stare,
condemning me with their sunnyside reproach.
I challenge them,
raising my fork with a menacing scowl,
but they are firm.
Morning light from the dining room window
refracts off my ring finger
a blinding defeat.
For all my posturing
I have nothing to show
but an unbreakable casing.
The gem is heavy, restricting my movements,
and the band is tight, constricting my breath.
Those heaving sighs in the dark are, in fact,
acts of hyperventilation,
brought on by an acute sense of what Ill never be again.
Write and Revise Contest: Part 1You thought we were going to let you rest after the Summer Contest, huh? Wrong! We're back with a two-parter to hopefully get you both creating and editing, as all good writers must. This contest is brought to you by =VertigoArt, who has rejoined the ranks of DLD as our contest and affiliate admin! Please go give him some love.Write and Revise Contest: Part 1 by =DailyLitDeviations
Part 1: Go Wild!
The first part of the contest is relatively simple: write something. It can be a journal, a stream of consciousness, a scrap of a poem, an idea you've had for ages or one that comes to you in a burst of inspiration.
This part of the contest is open from August 11th to
September 11th, 2012October 11th, 2012.
If you need some help getting started check out prompts set up by our affiliate groups, #Live-Love-Write listed in their blog here: http://live-love-write.deviantart.com/blog/ and #theWrittenRevolution archived here: http://thewrittenrevolution.deviantart.com