ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
They dredge the night
of its copious secrets
even coaxing the moon
from its ebony bed
shaking the stars
into their sweaty palms
then pocket the entire lot
grinning like fools
Their kingdom of chaos
breaches the shores of reason
pillages the hapless
then plunders the greedy
the veil of their twisted charm
belies the coarse fabric
of their cruel intent
They have hollowed the world with lies
cheapened its inherent grace
robbing hope from the masses
vile merchants of contrived misinformation
peddled at our tables
where gullibility is host
toasting our moral defeat
Lets raise a cheer
to the soulless news media
purveyors of disillusion
mourners at the worlds demise...
Your name is Legion.
of its copious secrets
even coaxing the moon
from its ebony bed
shaking the stars
into their sweaty palms
then pocket the entire lot
grinning like fools
Their kingdom of chaos
breaches the shores of reason
pillages the hapless
then plunders the greedy
the veil of their twisted charm
belies the coarse fabric
of their cruel intent
They have hollowed the world with lies
cheapened its inherent grace
robbing hope from the masses
vile merchants of contrived misinformation
peddled at our tables
where gullibility is host
toasting our moral defeat
Lets raise a cheer
to the soulless news media
purveyors of disillusion
mourners at the worlds demise...
Your name is Legion.
Literature
slide
a fan rotates
slowly
beating in the
evening silence
pushing
cool air
across
my bare feet
the dog curls
in sleep
hummingbirds
fold their
wings
the simmering
heat eases
into a soft
southern night
and it's
enough
Literature
Metamorphose
Curled like a hermit crab
he inches through heartbreak
one pygmy shell at a time
Literature
Sea of Shadows
Sea of Shadows
The clock strikes,
Midnight
Something doesn't,
Feel right
Streetlights,
Surrounded by,
Shadows full of fright
And a cold haze settles over,
The city and your soul
(You feel...)
You feel angry,
And you feel scared,
Your senses heightened,
So much more aware,
Than you ever thought they could be
You feel tired,
And you feel alone
In this sea of shadows,
You're on your own,
With this land of unreality
(You...feel...surreal...)
The sound of clicking boots,
Against stone
Your heart struggles to beat,
To answer with it's own tone
Blurred shapes,
Slink around,
The edges of the light
You feel this need t
Suggested Collections
Featured in Groups
This is my entry in the contest Prompt at
The category I have chosen is: I think we're all bozos on this bus.
This is a VERY different type of writing from me, but does reflect how I feel about the news media in general. So much negativity is foisted onto us, and we seem to not be able to get enough of it. We take our poison in color and in huge doses. Just too sad. I hope the sarcasm comes through...
This piece won the prompt contest on !! My first win on dA. Thanks to all who voted for this
The category I have chosen is: I think we're all bozos on this bus.
This is a VERY different type of writing from me, but does reflect how I feel about the news media in general. So much negativity is foisted onto us, and we seem to not be able to get enough of it. We take our poison in color and in huge doses. Just too sad. I hope the sarcasm comes through...
This piece won the prompt contest on !! My first win on dA. Thanks to all who voted for this
© 2010 - 2024 PondDreamer
Comments61
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
I think it's great