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Forever UntitledI couldn't believe my luck. "Oh, please, no! Not today! Be kind to me at least today." I thought when I noticed my car wouldn't start. Exasperated and frustrated I punched the wheel and rested my head on it, while I felt bitter tears moistening my eyes. "Not today!" I whined. It was my special day, the day when my dream would come true. And my dream was him, simply him. I still couldn't believe that I had found the courage to ask him out. Deep down inside of me I had found a person who I didn't know existed, a person capable of going to him and asking him if he would meet me in that charming little cafe that he seemed to like so much. He had said "yes" in that beautiful deep and husky voice. I felt myself giggling suddenly. "I don't even know his name." I whispered to myself while shaking my head, almost in awe of myself.
Sighing loudly I reached for the key again and was rewarded by the hum of the engine as the car finally started.
"Thank you, God!" I shouted, forgetting the window wa
BetrayalB is for beautiful
We met many months ago in a bus stop. A bus stop, how cliché! I remember how I looked at you. And how you looked back, your eyes warming me, an easy smile breaking on your face. Glorious! You sat right behind me in the bus and I felt that I would dissolve into a thousand pieces if you touched me. And those pieces would slide through the bus floor and maybe, just maybe, you would pick them up and take them home with you. Hey, beautiful. you whispered instead. Hey, beautiful. you have said so many times since.
E is for eternity
You became my best friend. I did not have many friends; I have always been a loner, terrified of the world outside. A world inside a world, my world inside the world. Oh, how I loved you! Did you even realize how much I loved you? You did, I know you did. I thought eternity was ours, I thought we would wrap it around us like a cloak and we would be safe and warm under it. Together.
The LightbearerNight had recently crept into the sky when I left home to go to the theatre. I enjoyed feeling the chilly air on my face as I walked briskly along the street. The prospect of going out alone at night had never really excited me. And yet, the minute I stepped out into the street, a comforting feeling of independence completely overpowered me. I was very far from knowing what was in store...
I saw him a few minutes after I'd left home. I was smiling to myself and enjoying the sound of my heels clicking in the silence of the night when suddenly... there he was! He was a tall man, with long straight black hair like a curtain of velvet down his back. Maybe I wouldn't have noticed him in different circumstances but in this deserted street it was impossible to ignore him. He smiled at me, a slow and lazy smile as if he were secretly mocking me, as if he knew something that I didn't know. The feeling of independence I had felt before abandoned me and I was left alone in the dark street, starin
IowaIf you visit Iowa,
you'll call her fields empty,
but she wasn't born that way.
A part of her was carved out
when she was ripped between Virginia
and the purple mountains of New Mexico.
Her gold hair, she tore it out when she realized
it didn't make her a princess.
She laid her locks strung along every road
leading somewhere else.
White hairs on her cheeks
are scars from winter.
Her hair darkens with the dampness
of summer rains.
The storms are never silent,
but neither is life when there's a tear
in your childhood where
a parent ought to be.
I've been flooded by Iowa's sorrow.
The only way I can distract her from her own voided landscape
is if I hate myself harder than she cries.
She just wants to fly
and I want to bus or train,
not because I fear death, but because
I want to take living slow.
It's the only way I ever feel.
From the air it's hard to watch Earth's hips move.
But Earth can't compare to the country.
That's my girl.
Full grown even when harvesting season's j
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