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Forms of Silence by ashleyx, literature

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Forms of Silence

Resounding silence. She stares out the window: open. He does not ask what floats in her mind. What floats in her mind are thoughts of escape— the ground is a short distance. She would grab a dingy and float into the bay, float into the bay in silence. Better yet, she could be her own vessel. A starfish— drifting in the bay, drifting in and out of consciousness, while cool water plugs her ears to sound. The only noise, an echoing of musing thoughts and muted reverberations of the ocean's sighs. She could fly away— she could be a seagull, sailing along the soundless breeze; or a crustacean, scuttling along t

I want to own you by ashleyx, literature

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I want to own you

I want to own your eyes, my oases- I'll wade in your irises, lose my footing in their hue, find peace lost in your pupils, then sink to sleep. I'll brush ashore and wake along an eyelash, travel light footed along your nose, then waltz down the bridge to revel in the landscape of your body. I want to own your lips- lie at lengths along them, pitching whispers down your throat. I'll pause for a second just too long, watch your mouth curl to a smirk and feel both our cheeks blush. I want to trace your jaw, brush my fingers along the edge and imagine the feeling to hold your face and lean in close. I want to sail along your breath,

Reflections by ashleyx, literature

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Reflections

When is the last time you looked in the mirror I mean really looked and you weren't trying to spot a blemish? Did you notice how your face is creased in the corners near the temples and the mouth and how that's true beautiful beauty or was your mind stuck trapped in tar puddle pupils that dilated in and out of focus on fine upper lip and stray eyebrow hairs? When was the last time you wore your bed head out decidedly perfect somehow having survived slumber and the slight slick of the pillow? Did you consider hiding under a hat hiding inside for the day or did you skip triumphantly into the sun shiny as licked stones st

Boys Like You by ashleyx, literature

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Boys Like You

You lied to me- said I was too good to be true when we met, your soft voice whispered sweet things to make me grin. You said I'm happy doing nothing with you, and I felt the same way too- but you lied to me. I was too lustfully blind to recognize you were wrong for me, ecstatic with affection to stop and question what you would want with a girl like me. Even now, the truth eludes me. I see your face grinning rotten with content, imagine you whispering to other girls, the way you whispered to my heart, and it gags me. Sweet nothings whispered before bed to me, guitar songs and poems read to me, fingers combing my hair when we k

When Falling Asleep Outdoors by ashleyx, literature

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When Falling Asleep Outdoors

As earth begins its cool- down, the smoldering sphere sets for dusk- I ignite a citronella evening musk that wafts with a calm breeze. It lifts, twirls strands of my hair, long grass blades that dim to black as daylight fades. The scene plays out each summer night: I watch from a blanket, write sun's lament to fading light; Nelly Moser* tucked behind my hair, scent beset by buttercups' yellow reflections that set my face aglow. This midsummer's dreamscape springs lyrics from pen to life, born under the moon on sultry nights like these in June. A soft, stray cloud slowly cradles a pale surface, covers it with a delicate

Where The Mountains Are by ashleyx, literature

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Where The Mountains Are

We are home; native soil. Sweet, coniferous scents; pine floats through the air, intertwined fingers of lovers in cold winters. I've traveled far, strayed from my path and returned with a thousand pictures of sunrises and cliché phrases. Foreigners say the mountains have us surrounded- here, we are the mountains. Here, we are the mountains. Foreigners say the mountains have us surrounded with a thousand pictures of sunrises and cliché phrases. I've traveled far, strayed from my path and returned in cold winters. Pine floats through the air, intertwined fingers of lovers; sweet, coniferous scents; native soil. We a

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Comfortable Living by ashleyx, literature

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Comfortable Living

I live in soft clefts of tangled sheet, the fleeted spaces between light, calm sighs at midnight; the paper-thin distance from slat to slat of closed blinds, where wind and darkness fail to invade light. My fingers walk in trails from pink mouth to smooth nape in a twisted zigzag; my body lies flat against the velvet curve that your broad shoulders and spine make. I live from inhale to inhale, where caresses leave goose-bump Braille and each word spells elation. I exist between fermatas, the short rest among strums and lyrics from your chest; when eyes meet and time suspends. I live behind closed eyes, where vivid dreams of y

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Artist // Hobbyist // Varied

Canada
Deviant for 16 years

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Favourite Visual Artist

Sylvia Ji, Angelina Wrona, Audrey Kawasaki, Dali, Rene Magritte, Natalie Shau.. to name a few!

Favourite TV Shows

Supernatural, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Dexter, Breaking Bad, Archer

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Bring Me The Horizon, Pierce The Veil, Of Mice & Men, Bridges Out, Memphis May Fire, A Day To Remember, Dance Gavin Dance, The Kooks, Cake, Asking Alexandria, Avenged Sevenfold, My Chemical Romance, The Used, Attack! Attack!, blink 182...

Favourite Writers

Christopher Moore, T.S. Eliot, Lauri Notaro, William Shakespeare, George Orwell, Ann Rule, Molly Peacock.. again, to name a few!

Favourite Games

Earthbound, Zelda, Final Fantasy III, Red Dead Redemption

Favourite Gaming Platform

XBox 360, PC, PS2, wii

Tools of the Trade

Vocal chords, articulated limbs, orbitals & a wandering mind

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Nature, road trips, concerts!

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ashleyx

Jun 19, 2012

1/2 way through 2012, where the hell have I been?

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Instagram has pretty much completely replaced deviantart for me. I upload the random photos I take there, and rarely write poetry anymore. I feel like I need a mystical forest retreat or something to get back into poetry. I really do miss it, but I find myself sadly uninspired to collect words together. Maybe once I start school in the fall poetry will come back to me as a distraction.. I tend to write more poetry when I'm in school, and I've been out for a couple of years now. Maybe, just maybe..

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ashleyx

Mar 8, 2011

Hi Nick!

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No joke, I deleted a bunch of old, crappy poems to show you my "finer" (and I use this word loosely) poetry. I actually removed some that weren't in my personal collection yet, so, in a way, thank you. You helped me recover them (POETIC ARCHAEOLOGY FTW!) The rest of these journals are lame. PG and lame. You can go ahead and read them or whatever, since I forget what they all say.. Probably just rantings about my teenage/early 20s ex-boyfriends and/or other random musings of my mind. Anyway, enjoy! Ashley

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ashleyx

Apr 28, 2010

Eyelash Wishes

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Aloha! I'm not Hawaiian, nor have I ever been to Hawaii, but I've read enough to know that aloha means both hello and goodbye. It's the perfect double-barreled word to use to symbolize comings-and-goings and transformational changes that happen in your life. Disclaimer: I realize that astrology and the zodiac isn't everyone's bag, but it may help to think of it this way: even if you're a skeptic, if you can identify any part of yourself within your sign (or heck, even in someone elses',) hopefully it can inspire you to change or improve in some way, or at least give you a new perspective/outlook. Alas. I was reading up on my astrological s