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Untitled #16 by feelinhungry, literature

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brother, put forth your plow. sink your steel in the flesh of the earth, refresh the sweat on your brow. let the harrow reveal the worth of your debt. an acre may heal, but seldom forget. sister, sow the grain. scatter your seed in the vein of each row, and never mind the crows and their chatter. they know not the will of the rain, nor the grace of your growth or the face of your strain. reaper, abandon the chaff. leave half of the seed, and on the land your epitaph. what do you need? your scythe is your ink, your honor your toil. are your spoils what you think? is your harvest at hand? you are the beholder; do your shoulders ache? let y

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the day is winding down, it seems in the devil's eye, a gleam; another idle mind dispersed against a whim on another idle hour within. a distant thrill marks its grave up and down, on idle waves. the spark is gone, but the warmth is sweet the bite still smarts; but the heart still beats my strings are out of tune— my chest is a balloon— I cannot leave, but cannot stay have you nothing gold to say? make it quick, now—please—before I blow away—

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you wanted to drown once, in my ocean. you boldly told me so. and somewhere in my stunted emotion, i lost my hold against your downward drift. i froze, i swayed; but you were smart, and swift; you weighed the cost, and chose. was it worth your art, your gift, your self-death? your health? your breath? you didn’t want to die; you merely sought the high of a heart at rest. but our best-laid plans, how oft they go awry; we played with chance and wound up in a tie. you found the shore through no help of mine; i conceded in my own right. you are fine; you saved yourself before you were defeated; before you gave up your sight. but i’v

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i’m starting to wonder when you’ll figure it out. this doubt you carry; it tickles your ears. it ages you beneath your years, it cages you in this drought we suffer. but you are blind, sometimes, to the buffer you need to breathe, to the bars you’ve constructed, the love you’ve disrupted, the power you seek. you think it makes you tougher, but i find it weak. and you may continue as though we are fine, but the stars you’ve abducted keep time, while the pages we bind are thinner. and everything i give you, you’re afraid to keep, lest i end up a sinner, so they settle deeper or you trade me for charity or

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time catches in my rolled sleeves, nestled in the fabric folds and quiet, protected from a dog day's work. it wordlessly watches the world, ticking, ticking. time bides in my pockets it falls heavy and hidden, sunken among the seams and frayed it is buried beneath the weight of spare coins, and torn corners of old paper it is silent, and still, occasionally grazed by the tips of my fingers. time sits upon my ribs feet dangling between them, and dips its toes in my veins still my blood does not stir. time time time dodges the clicks of my tongu

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To the Vysehrad by sarehptar, literature

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To the Vysehrad

To the Vyšehrad, Prague (May 13th, 2008) I left a sliver of myself adrift on the Vltava, the mother river. Not a piece of my heart, no- nothing so yielding or moveable as that. A curve of rib perhaps, or the third digit of my left little finger, the largest vertebrae or the deep roots of my wisdom teeth. I shed a bone-it slipped out from beneath my skin in the late afternoon, when the sun on the new, smooth headstones covered my eyes with blindfolds white and gold; it fell into the foreign trailing arbutus without a sound. When the rain came, later, it rolled with the black grave garden dirt into the river and settled,

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Guster by feelinhungry, visual art

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Oct 24
United States
Deviant for 19 years
She / Her

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Wherever I sat, there I might live
-Thoreau

Favourite Visual Artist

Raphael>Leonardo da Vinci's sketches>other Renaissance artists

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Miracle>Apollo 13>October Sky>Invincible>Radio>Rudy>Lord of the Rings Trilogy

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

CountingCrows>Matchbox20>Coldplay>3EB>Guster>GooGooDolls>ToadtheWetSprocket>Sub

Favourite Writers

Dostoyevsky>Robert Frost>JRR Tolkein>JK Rowling>CS L

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Capture the Flag.. don't laugh it's awesome

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Whatever I find in my hands.

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pretty much everything

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feelinhungry

Dec 19, 2010

Merry Christmas, here is some art

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To make up for the sporadic submissions over the past couple years, I'm bombarding everyone with a selection of my creations from my first art class in 5 years!  Merry Christmas!  The class was a second-level drawing class and it was the first formal training I've had since then.  Loved the class, and felt like I learned a lot from it.  I will warn you that everything I submitted is pretty poor quality because the paper tends to curl, I don't have a scanner so they are all photographs, and the lighting wasn't always ideal (aka was terrible).  But I did my best to get the most accurate representation of each piece.  Also, I apologize for the t

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feelinhungry

Dec 20, 2009

Howdy

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I really don't have much to say here, just that I was tired of seeing that old journal entry up there.  I'm pretty busy with school (studying abroad this year in Bologna, Italy) and working and whatnot, so I don't have much time for art.  I've been trying to post little things I do every now and then, so thank you to all of you who actually take the time to still look!  I appreciate it.  I'm still kickin' over here, so please feel free to be in touch. Cheers, Shar

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feelinhungry

Jul 11, 2007

I'm Baaaaaaaaaaaaaack!

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Hi Everyone! Wow, it really has been a long time.  An incredibly long time. I'm sorry for going away for so long and not really saying anything to anyone about it or posting up any new art.  I have an excuse, I promise! Basically, I just had the busiest year of my life.  It was my senior year of high school and I pretty much gave myself a ridiculously full schedule.  Unfortunately, it was the first year of my life -- ever -- that I didn't take an art class because I couldn't work anything in.  So I was really very very busy and didn't have time for art.  I really didn't have time for dA, either.  I usually came home, did homework, and, if