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The Twenty Requirements by cinshadis, literature

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The Twenty Requirements

1. Begin the poem with a metaphor or simile. 2. Say something specific, but completely and utterly preposterous. 3. Use at least one image, in succession, for each of the five senses: sight, touch, sound, taste, smell. 4. Use an example of synesthesa (mixing the senses). 5. Use the proper name of a person and a place. 6. Contradict something you said earlier in the poem. 7. Change direction, or digress from the last thing you said. 8. Use a word you have never seen in a poem (slang, perhaps). 9. Use an example of false cause-effect logic (The snow falls heavily, because the candle is burning, and there's nothing on TV—see how non

20 Steps Through the Desert by cinshadis, literature

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20 Steps Through the Desert

The wind blew across the sand dunes like the breath of God. Blind mice built tiny houses from bandages in the dust. In a flood of dirty yellow, the abrasive sands cut deeply into my flesh. Howling like a mad dog, the sands fill my mouth with the taste of the most ancient sea floor, and my nose with the decay of the lost and the subsumed. It fills my breath with the taste of the sun and wind. Jacques Cousteau could never have plumbed the depths of the sand ocean Sahara. There is no wind here. What blows here is alive – not wind at all. Bulwarked from fertilizing the world with ruin by the rubber of distance. Because I linger

She, Malevolent by cinshadis, literature

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She, Malevolent

I read of the great grey owls so beautiful, memorable, dangerous. How carefully they stalk their sustenance, with what skill and silence they quench their desires. So like a bird of prey, is she. I read of the great sunken ships so mysterious, tragic, alluring. How men are enticed to spend their lives in the study of them each sure that enough attention will unlock its secrets. So like an obsession, is she. As the greatest of rulers looks upon their armies, she looks upon her collection of minds, and smiles. So many willing to give their lives for the cause of "her". Her talons like the shears of Atropos, dancing over the threads

Bring Me the Head ... Apathy by cinshadis, literature

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Bring Me the Head ... Apathy

Bring Me The Head of the One They Call 'Apathy' Let our passions never die. Let them blaze so brightly forth that the disenchanted and banal seek us out to warm their flagging spirits and rekindle their half forgotten desires of chasing some goal not born of compromise. Let the rains of that which they "settled for" explode into mist by the heat of our resolve, not weighing us down as wet clothes would, rather reminding us of the obstacles we've passed – refreshing and comforting us, as would a gentle mist. Love and pursue, with all of your intensity, something...anything… And yours can never be a wasted life. Even

Watching the Stairs by cinshadis, literature

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Watching the Stairs

Nothing has happened on the porch for days. Their number is inconsequential. The faintest of echoes, last trace of the master's departing footfalls, lingers no more on the red brick stairs. Through the full glass pane of the storm door days have passed, and nights. The lawn outside has grown taller, and some leaves have fallen, and rabbits and squirrels have come and gone. On the house side of the door, tucked just around the corner and forgotten, a sweatshirt used for walks around the neighborhood remains untouched but still fragrant with the master's scent – a placeholder. Soon, he will return. He always returns when he lea

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20 Steps Through the Desert by cinshadis, literature

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20 Steps Through the Desert

She, Malevolent by cinshadis, literature

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She, Malevolent

Bring Me the Head ... Apathy by cinshadis, literature

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Bring Me the Head ... Apathy

Sophistry by cinshadis, literature

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Sophistry

As I stare into the darkness Of the obsidian pool which spreads out at my feet hoping to swallow me whole, I think of the many times that I came to its shores and safely walked around them. But my life has never faced such a challenging time, and I am compelled now to face new creations, born Of a world I thought was mine, and for the first time, I kneel by the treacherous pool and I from my shoulders falls my birthright robe. And into mire's edge I dip but the slightest of my fingers. The dark pool shimmers, and its ebon edifice seems to roll away revealing to me the truth of the world. And there, I see such images as

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cinshadis

Dec 11, 2017

I am good at journals.

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So here's my second journal entry, because I added some stuff to the wall. It only took seven years to make a second post, because I can't draw. But I did figure out how to take screenshots from games and move them from the PS4 to my computer, which got me thinking "Hey, photography is art. I can share these." So now there will be screenshots.

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cinshadis

Oct 26, 2010

Entry, the First

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So I've decided recently to emerge from lurking in the dark places beneath DeviantArt.  There have I dwelt till now in relative comfort, emerging only to sift among the works of others and collect pretty pictures to look at later in my lurking-hole.  And while my gallery may serve as an easy place for my friends to find said pretty, I have not been moved to contribute, which is horrible. So, I've decided to begin posting some things, mostly poems that were published in college, but art nontheless. Some of it's pretty good.  Poetry does nothing to win me tough guy points or stop people from laughing at one, but hey - "f*** 'em in the ear" as

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customwaifus

Feb 11, 2017

Thank you for the watch and helping my profile grow! I really appreciate it!
I hope you'll continue enjoy and support my art! <3

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GoddessOfValhalla

Jul 18, 2012

Thanks for Faving my Lightning Cosplay Photo!! [link]

And I'm really sorry to disturb you~ but I have a favor to ask...

would you vote for me on Cosplay Idol? *.*

That would be very kind of you~

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just klick *like* or *google +1* and it's done v__v - thx a lot!!!

And pleeeaaase~ vote for my Hope to Q___Q

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(I hate to do that kind of commercials, but otherwise there is no chance ;___; )

If I can do something for you, just feel free to ask ^o^

(And I'm totally sorry, if you already reached this message ^^ - ignore it, if that's so~)

(oh, and by the way~ I won't be angry if you delete this wall post