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December 23, 2013
The Necklace by *WeirdAndLovely is, as the suggester says, a "heart-warming piece of poetry".
This deviation was also suggested by ithaswhatitisnt and aeromodo
Featured by DorianHarper
Suggested by CupofCharlie
Literature Text
Cliché Hallmark cards
Always start the waterworks.
Even at crowded restaurants.
To know.... it's a piece,
Of my Mommy Jean
Shaking, beaming, crying
As that slim white gold clasp
click... for the first time.
A feather's weight
Instantly at home on my collarbone.
Slit-eyes red and swollen
That pendant-spot between my breasts
Scratched and red
From shaking hands,
Grasping for anything to ground me.
Tremblingly closing that slim white gold clasp
click echoing with tears
And down the hallway,
To my last door on the right
Dropping it and a gasp
Hands immediately undoing
the circular clasp at my neck
Frantically grabbing the chain on my dresser
Breathing slowing as the heavier chain,
But lighter pendant comes to a rest
click and my breathing becomes regular
Sighing as I flop into bed. Home.
Sighing nervously,
Self-consciously smoothing the white lace
Eyes drifting to a picture in the mirror
A beautiful black-and-white
Of a laughing beauty
"Four generations, beautiful." Mom says gently
Eyebrows gathering in confusion
Her soft footsteps behind me
click smiling, knowingly
Four generations of love and legacy.
Gentle touches across my skin
Eyes fluttering open to a smiling face
“I love watching you sleep”
Slowly nodding, snuggling back into our bed
Fading back into slumber…
Dreaming of diamonds
Nestled in obsidian gold
Only to be ‘roused by a kiss to my cheek,
click of the ebony metal
“A new ritual, my wife.”
A gorgeous princess,
On the eve of her Sweet Sixteen
Beaming up at him
“I’m so proud of you”
Brushing her hair from her neck
“And I know she would be too.”
Then laying a tender kiss to her temple
click of the vintage white gold clasp
“Six generations, my little lovely lady.”
Always start the waterworks.
Even at crowded restaurants.
To know.... it's a piece,
Of my Mommy Jean
Shaking, beaming, crying
As that slim white gold clasp
click... for the first time.
A feather's weight
Instantly at home on my collarbone.
***Fast-forward***
Hiccup-sobbingSlit-eyes red and swollen
That pendant-spot between my breasts
Scratched and red
From shaking hands,
Grasping for anything to ground me.
Tremblingly closing that slim white gold clasp
click echoing with tears
***Fast-forward***
Heaving my duffel up my stepsAnd down the hallway,
To my last door on the right
Dropping it and a gasp
Hands immediately undoing
the circular clasp at my neck
Frantically grabbing the chain on my dresser
Breathing slowing as the heavier chain,
But lighter pendant comes to a rest
click and my breathing becomes regular
Sighing as I flop into bed. Home.
***Fast-forward***
Sighing nervously,
Self-consciously smoothing the white lace
Eyes drifting to a picture in the mirror
A beautiful black-and-white
Of a laughing beauty
"Four generations, beautiful." Mom says gently
Eyebrows gathering in confusion
Her soft footsteps behind me
click smiling, knowingly
Four generations of love and legacy.
***Fast-forward***
Gentle touches across my skin
Eyes fluttering open to a smiling face
“I love watching you sleep”
Slowly nodding, snuggling back into our bed
Fading back into slumber…
Dreaming of diamonds
Nestled in obsidian gold
Only to be ‘roused by a kiss to my cheek,
click of the ebony metal
“A new ritual, my wife.”
***Fast-forward***
A gorgeous princess,
On the eve of her Sweet Sixteen
Beaming up at him
“I’m so proud of you”
Brushing her hair from her neck
“And I know she would be too.”
Then laying a tender kiss to her temple
click of the vintage white gold clasp
“Six generations, my little lovely lady.”
Literature
Glass Half Full
We have a new cat now.
She streaks through the house
and sleeps in your old beds,
watching me from the rocking chair
as I habitually seek you out.
She's sweeter than you--
she sits in my lap
and plays with my fingers,
doll-faced and docile
against your angular independence.
I still search for you
amongst the cracks in my heart
as you slip like sand
deeper into the dark recesses
of my faulty memories.
I am always afraid
that my tears will ruin the circuitry
through which I access
our sunny afternoons and quiet nights,
and you will slip beyond me.
I did not hope for an afterlife
until I ran my fingers through your cold fur,
and understood
Literature
Latreuophobia
I wash off sick-sweet orange lipstick in front of a mirror as dusty as gothic romances. It tastes like oblivion, that is to say, like nothing my tongue can detect.
The door opens with a creak no private restroom could emulate. Some chick with blue bobbed hair and smeared eyeliner. I looked like that once. Ten years ago.
Getting the beer out of my hair is harder. Some men just can't take it when I'd rather they not kiss my feet or call me an angel or-
“Dayum girl, you look like a goddess.”
I gulp, taste of acid.
Literature
Fairy Tale
"Accept my hand, and give share of your land, or I will be forced to enforce my demand" said he, who beneath his hideous mask, watched her intensely.
With a frown, she met his eyes of brown, "Tis not my land to which I can give share, cannot your request be more fair?"
His mouth of grin, fell down and pulled thin, "Defiant Lizard Queen! One more time will I ask thee. Do not refuse me twice, for I shall not make this offer thrice! I have already granted you the mercy of time to consider and contemplate- a loving gesture to appease your pride into resolve and capitulate".
"Your majesty!," called out a familiar voice proudly. Kneeling before her
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Here it is! My epic. Epic narrative that is. I hope you all like it!
This piece was featured as Daily Literature Deviation's Pick of the Day (link here: fav.me/d6x5pfx) on 12/8/2013. I'm so proud of it!
Update: This was featured as a DAILY DEVIATION on 12/23/2013, my FIRST DD EVER. Thank you, everyone.
This piece was featured as Daily Literature Deviation's Pick of the Day (link here: fav.me/d6x5pfx) on 12/8/2013. I'm so proud of it!
Update: This was featured as a DAILY DEVIATION on 12/23/2013, my FIRST DD EVER. Thank you, everyone.
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