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Welcome to the fourth issue of Lit Linked! This is an article featuring ten literature pieces that have Linked to another deviation [or deviations].
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I will be accepting suggestions for pieces to feature, but they must link to someone else's work as per dALinkSystem's submission guidelines. It does not have to link to another literature deviation, they do not have to be a member of the group, nor does the piece have to be submitted to the group. ♥
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dALinkSystem is a group dedicated towards increasing artists exposure by helping others and themselves through a simple and effective "Linking" system: Link another artist's submission in your artist's comment box. It helps everyone's exposure and finds undiscovered art.
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AlzheimersMy grandma is gone.
What makes it harder is that she's still here.
One day she asks for me,
and the next she doesn't know who I am.
AlzheimersRemember the days we spent together?
Well, I most certainly do.
It is not fair, being the only one.
Who can look back on the past and laugh.
You were there, just as I was.
You are here, just as I am.
But, at the same time you are not here at all.
I have your physical presence, of which I certainly do adore.
Though, I am lacking your true mind, heart, and soul.
The friend, mother or father..
The cousin, Aunt, or Uncle..
The Grandparent, or Great-Grandparent..
The person I used to know and love, is gone.
I can never share our memories with you,
at least not here in the waking day.
I know that technically you are still here.
Though, really, I have been alone and without you for years.
All I hope for is that someday when we are both up in heaven,
God shall have the true you waiting for me.
Then once again we can share, our sweet memories.
©Jonathan L. Shankles Jr.
2010
Portrait: Willow and PondTo paint a portrait with mere words
the honest heart removes the girds
the pen a brush of wary skill
to this artists unflinching will
The scene a landscape serene and yearning
a willow tree, a pond, a twilit heaven burning
The first star twinkling in the baleful sky
reflected in the pond, like a tear in her eye
On the bank a willow bends ever reaching
the desire to join with the pond a reality nonbreaching
Sad and forlorn the willow weeps
alone, the pond quietly sleeps
O willow, rooted in your place
can only gaze longingly at the ponds grace
Mulling the thoughts of this strange attraction
resenting the inability to take any action
Yet drawn by the ponds cool promised embrace
to sink beneath her surface and damn the disgrace
To be submerged within her entire
consumes the willow with disdained desire
A breeze playfully dances over the dreaming pond
the willows branches wave over her like a wand
The light on the ripples spark like a wink
drowsily she sighs for the willow to take his drink
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innocence. hymen. cries.your voice has something [everything?] of incandescent, viciously carmine, l i q u i d amber
- wondrous beneath this coarse artificially shaped surface
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Treedeeply rooted, I stood
forever
I will remain
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FaeriesAmidst the glittering dewdrops,
beneath the morning sun
Betwixt the towering blades of grass,
a new day has begun.
Beneath the notice of mortal eye,
hidden from all view
Surrounded by the towering trees,
of oak and birch and yew.
Awaken all ye children,
children of the wood
So fair of face with fragile wing,
by most misunderstood.
Come join the circle dance of spring,
the dance of life anew
For Winter's sleep has ended,
and tis' the Maiden's grand Debut.
The Faeries' world is one of myth,
drawing those who hear
But from mortal eyes they are concealed,
if one should happen near.
Though many wish to search them out,
seeking where they dwell
Few will ever find them
for they are hidden well.
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ShiverWhen it rains it pours,
When it whispers it roars,
When the end comes,
Nobody can stop it.
When it calls, we hear,
When it draws us near,
We have no other option,
But to follow.
So I stand here alone, in the rain.
As the ones I love slowly fade away.
Hold me close, my lady,
Never let me go.
I'm crying out my lady,
And I know you hear me, so
Hold me near you my lady,
Hold me tight in your embrace.
In the moonlight of your love,
Until tomorrow never comes,
And I shiver in the darkness,
Until the sunlight shines,
Once more.
When it freezes, it snows,
When we see it we know,
There is nothing we can do,
To change the past.
When it falls down on you,
Takes your life, runs it through,
Find someone to hold,
Until the end.
So I stand here alone, in the rain.
As the ones I love slowly fade away.
Hold me close, my lady,
Never let me go.
I'm crying out my lady,
And I know you hear me, so
Hold me near you my lady,
Hold me tight in your embrace.
In the moonlight of your love,
Until tomorrow never co
The TideYou are the one I sit across from,
opposite, the table by the window
that we always keep open
in my imagination
when you dare look out to the sea
and see yourself, without a screen
we look at too many screens in life, not
in my head, where
the tide hits the sand
and sprays past the
bleached white walls,
we watch and
wonder
reach out and
hold the sun
between us.
Maybe
in my imagination
in the future
I'll see you in a different
scene; you are no
settler.
In my imagination
there are no screens
between
us
and
the sun,
never.
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In my memories,
I could have caught those
seagulls, back when I was
young, I could have
tried,
run through the sand and
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Love Shall...
Upon eternities edge lays a distant shore,
Where within the deepest depths of the human core..
Edges out that eternal thing, whose power undoes everything…
Undiminished in absolute beauty..
Rendering a call unto a souls own purity…
And thus so suffused into tender clarity....
What love shall or shall never be…
For love as true shall never be crushed..
A soul looking out unto another, never to have it touched…
That it must in deliverance roam forever free..
To leave that heart slowly finding its way back to thee…
For love as true shall never be forgotten nor neglected..
Struggling such frail filled steps.. In a world that leave it painfully subjected…
But remember it.. Cherish it forever.. That love which draws you close…
As with eyed tended heavens high, ever so slowly see how much it grows…
For love as true shall never be used.
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I will be accepting suggestions for pieces to feature, but they must link to someone else's work as per dALinkSystem's submission guidelines. It does not have to link to another literature deviation, they do not have to be a member of the group, nor does the piece have to be submitted to the group. ♥
If you have any questions, concerns or comments regarding dALinkSystem, linking, or this article please send me, HugQueen, a note!
Checking In
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