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The bugs whisper of your coming with their legs,
As the moon hides—
Turning my edge of the world black—
I cannot see, but through the pinholes of stars.
The trees rustle,
Shivering as you pass—
Your heat removed.
I hear nothing
But nature rebelling against you.
But then all goes silent—
The sea stalls,
The crickets feel your vibrations—
Stopping them dead.
The trees hover in stasis,
Wishing they could uproot—
Travel somewhere
You can’t touch.
I welcome your chill—
My bones make music enough
To fill the air,
My breathing—
A sea roar, its own.
I am as aware of your presence
As the sea the moon—
It cannot move
Without the other.
:iconschriftsteller:

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--Edit--

Thank you to everyone who has commented, faved, or read this poem. I'm still in complete disbelief that I received a DD.

Thank you especially to ~beigegray and ^fllnthblnk. I'm so honored!

Daily Deviation

Given 2009-07-19

Seas, bugs, the moon -- all serve as fodder for this romantic poem by ~schriftsteller entitled The Tide's Coming. (Suggested by ~beigegray and Featured by ^fllnthblnk)

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:iconyouinventedme:
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:iconbeigegray:
The trees hover in stasis,
Wishing they could uproot—
Travel somewhere
You can’t touch.
I welcome your chill—


I always look through my deviations for yours especially. Everything about your writing is admirable to me; truly inspirational. :+fav:

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And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep.
--Vonnegut
:iconnmbc-lvr:
you seem very inspired by nature in this batch of poems - just an observation.

I love this poem. It flows so wonderfully and there is such great imagery

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~Verbinden Sie mich in der Hölle.~
:iconbrassteeth:
My breathing—
A sea roar, its own.
I am as aware of your presence
As the sea the moon—
It cannot move
Without the other.

perfect. A special piece, has such a dark cadence..

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BT.

"The truth knocks on the door and you say, "Go away, I'm looking for the truth," and so it goes away."
— Robert M. Pirsig
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle maintanance
:icon00alisa00:
Wow!
fantastic poem! :thumbsup: :heart:
congrats on your DD! :D
:iconadonael:
This is good stuff

I like the slant on nature that you've used here :)

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Literature is inspired by madness but written by reason
:iconh3llb0yn3cr0:
:+fav:

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Hello :B :shakefish:

When it all comes down to it, who cares?

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:noes::noes::sprint:

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:iconswooney:
Wow.

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:iconkathersis:
so beautifull

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"Art is what you can get away with."
Andy Warhol
:iconlaxaria:
Amazing imagery. Good job and congratulations on the DD :D

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