BirthdayForgiveness came easyBirthday by camelopardalisinblue
'til the arsenic sale:
enjoy your cake, dad.
9 Countenances for the Curious1.9 Countenances for the Curious by camelopardalisinblue
My limbs have become instruments,
but, unlike the piano of your memories,
I am still not anyone's to play.
I think I am finite,
that the limits of me are dictated
by flesh and numbers
on an inverted scale
but the dog on my lap
doesn't care what I weigh;
she wants only
to love me and be loved.
the pain that anchors you
strains your back,
the ship of your life
is hamstrung upon a reef
and you think you are watching
a dolphin at play
but siren songs deceive you.
my ship sank beneath the waters
years ago, this bubble of life
sustains me even as i drown:
there are storms in the depths
of me, and you see only
the ocean's calm.
At 7, I swallowed stories
like candy; didn't understand
that too much leaves you bloated.
At 17, I breakfasted on books
like pancakes; too caught up
to tell (some things should be special).
At 27, I feasted on fiction
like home-cooked meals; didn't know
some of it could poison you.
At 37, I hope I will be picking
at poetry; letting the flavours
of the words
10 Myths For 10 Mythics1. To Gaia:10 Myths For 10 Mythics by camelopardalisinblue
Fatherhood is more
than a spilt seed;
it is not defined by organs
clenched in ecstacy,
the grind of one against another,
or the budding germination.
Fatherhood is a love
that doesn't fade,
school concerts endured
instead of a football match--
fatherhood is the moments
he chooses the child
Loose your talons,
his heart is here and I
won't let your poison
stain him; you will wish
for manticores with stings
smaller than mine
should you shatter
the peace we have built.
3. To the Valley-walker:
Like Alke, spirit
of courage, you dip
into the styx,
shame Atlas but you
with the wings of pegasi
and the arms of
thousands. Like Hestia
you are more than you seem.
will not break you,
and the roots of you
grow strong and beautiful.
Hercules and Demeter
might be famous
but you stand with Syrinx:
4.To my little Ares boy:
Your heart has beat with mine
since the firs
imaginary letters to hollow bonesto the quietest one,imaginary letters to hollow bones by introverted-ghost
i long to use my flesh and bone to advantage beneath the harsh glow of fluorescent lighting, to show off angles that should not exist but do.
i yearn to feel the touch of a hand as if it were the weight of the world upon my waist instead of a soft, rounded palm.
i desire the skin of my shoulders to split and for wings to unfurl from their hidden cavities so that i may fly as if i were a bird.
these are the thoughts that will echo within my conscious on my twenty-second birthday, when the cake is moist and my mouth waters with the delight of it.
these are the ideas that will hollow my bones and fill them with air in preparation for my maiden flight.
and i tell you this, youngest of young selves: you must not allow it. stamp out these snake-like thoughts when you are still shy of your tenth birthday, before they begin to matter. let them spill into the ocean from the sink in our bathroom long before they begin to poison us both, before they can strip the fat flesh
#Traitoradehe sends me to the sea#Traitorade by introverted-ghost
side by side with refused discounts.
salted for the dead,
we waver between waves
and taste the inside of ocean gulls
even as they chew us and spit us--
wounded, we float to the edges of reason.
the sun fades and i am left,
buoyed within the echoes of bio-luminescence
and the memory of the crime.
i offered him a world,
half priced and pink in its virginity,
but it was too much,
he slipped my moorings,
slid me to sea and bid me drown.
i will die here,
side by side with the waves,
the taste of traitorade on my tongue.
your teeth leave different scarswhat they didn't tell me--
August 31, 2013
Daily Lit Deviations during 2014
I Am More Than BPDDon't tell me you know me better
(March 13, 2014)
Daily Lit Deviations during 2013
Your Non-Existent CompetitionMy fingers hover over numbers I have not needed to think about for years, and I urge myself to make the call. Still hesitant, I pick out the digits that still translate to "home" in my mobile, though for years it has been only a house; sometimes mine, sometimes not. It rings once and I hang up, then try again and again and again. Third time might be the charm, but today it takes five of these hang ups before I stay on the line.
(we all are the) monarchwe are not born noble.
(November 17, October 13)
I Am Not Your ReceptacleI am not your receptacle,
Artist Reviews and Compliments
(aka, people say really nice things about me and I don't want to ever forget them):
bloodawni is an incredible ray of sunshine. Regardless of the hardships she has confronted and continues to take charge of, she manages to bring smiles to the faces of so many and brightens our lives just by being here. On top of all this, she has an intensely breathtaking poetic style that holds audiences captive, and strikes straight at the heart.
Great work, Dawni. Please don't ever give up on your dreams. -- by a wonderful deviant who chose to remain anonymous -- dACompliments.
You are a bundle of wonder and goodness. Whenever I see you doing something it's with determination and love. You are bounding and exuding such a positive, lovely energy that is truly remarkable. We've only just started to get to know each other, but I all ready know that you are an amazing person who strives to help others. ♥ -- by the beautiful and amazing IrrevocableFate.
bloodawni has always been a really kind and caring person, on top of being really talented with such moving and inspiring poems. Just as inspiring is the strength and determination to carry on in life rather than get her down. Even in her 'down' moments, she never gives up and never lets its affect her optimistic side, something which takes courage as well as strength.
Thank you for being such a wonderful and inspiring friend Keep up the good work -- by a wonderful deviant who chose to remain anonymous -- dACompliments.
*bloodawni is a talented and modest individual with a heart of gold. -- by a wonderful deviant who chose to remain anonymous -- dACompliments.
*bloodawni is one of the kindest and bravest people I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. On top of which, she is incredibly talented! Definitely a deviant you should know. -- by the lovely RiseandBe
"~bloodawni, while a fairly new addition to my own watch list, has ensnared me in the beauty of her words and left me wanting--needing--more. There's a sense of real life to her pieces that is bound to leave readers breathless; the emotions pouring from each word is enough to knock a reader over and make it hard to get back up until the end. With a kind heart and an enthusiasm for participation that can't be beat, ~bloodawni is one deviant you should definitely keep an eye on!" -- by the beautiful TwilightPoetess
Dawniface, you are one of my favorite people here on deviantART. You have so much strength, courage, and love in your heart. You are such a beautiful person and your poetry is almost as good as your pure heart. But, not a lot of things compare to your loving spirit, lovely Dawni. You are an amazing person and I love you. You inspire me to give more love everyday. -- by the wonderful chromeantennae
I've written this several times, apparently writing about myself is difficult. I caved and asked my partner to help.
30s -- female -- Aussie (Caboolture, Queensland) -- defacto -- diagnosed with mental illness -- mother to 2 butterfly children -- crazy/weird/'special' (not to be confused with the aforementioned mental illness) -- cheerful -- loving -- cheeky -- friendly.
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