VanessaHolly

The Flying Dream Poet

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Flashlight Idiosyncrasy by VanessaHolly, literature

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Flashlight Idiosyncrasy

Lost in half asleep world, it may be dark right now, But I assure you I'll leave that behind by morning. The clock is not my friend, but I can strike him down. Be careful, middle of night-time, who you're scorning, You'll soon see who is laughing when it's morning. I will warn you once and see what comes of warning. Obscurity may be my eye's favored outpost. Blindness was the curse I coveted late in the day The clock is frustrating, but I can strike him down. I never have to join the dead in their affray Unless it strikes my fancy late in the day. But I would rather close my eyes and try to say Something about the restlessness her

Desert House by VanessaHolly, literature

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Desert House

She is sitting in the grass and her hand is like a bird Picking in the grass for a worm or for a word. Pretty little, Pretty little Daughter on the lawn, Won't you raise your eyes on up. Breaking hearts at dawn. Winking in the sun, naked house on the desert dirt, Old white house, wouldn't you want any clo'es? Would you want some slippers, like, A garden nodding on your toes? Pretty little, Pretty little Dancer in the dust. Would you want a hat, like, Foliage or a mote of trust?

Electric Blanket Beach by VanessaHolly, literature

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Electric Blanket Beach

Angels weep sometimes, you know Their tears are white or lightly tanned And warm as warm as warm as sand. The sun is where the angels sleep And make their feather beds all deep With dreams and here their pillows keep. Trees grow up where angels glance, Not sudden like an army advance, But slow as lovers' final dance. Angels weep in sorrow true. They wonder at what men will do, And could rejoice for but a few. Restoration raveling; Sweet secrets out of God's own hand, As warm as warm as warm as sand.

Your Deepest Thoughts by VanessaHolly, literature

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Your Deepest Thoughts

A knock on your door and a Foot on the threshold Was never enough summons, Never lived up to a key. You make excuses for All her abuses Of your trust and your Forgiving nature, But I never will agree. Well, I guess it's about time to go. We're running for the horizon tonight And we believe we'll make it although We're hobbled by our deepest thoughts. Let's have one more drink or so, For the road ahead Is looping back towards our demise. But at least it's free, And I thought this would be The time to mention Our goal is right behind us; Going far is not the key. Well, I guess it's about time to go. I was shooting for wise

I Can't Spell That by VanessaHolly, literature

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I Can't Spell That

If there are things I should have said, pretend they didn't faint for lack of air. All my words spilled past my broken hair, streamers in the wind just barely scotch-taped to the tree branches but I need to tie down tie down tie down these promises. Relaxing on a forest floor in Autumn there would be no screen between me and my deepest refuge where my dreams grow high without roots and without ceilings into the sky. You faced me squarely but I could say I need to tie down these far-flung wreaths of word and deed.

Betrayer by VanessaHolly, literature

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Betrayer

One, I would like fear to know I refuse to be afraid today. Two, I knew hope would embrace me And betray me, stab my heart. Two promises, Twice the word graven in stone. There are countless reasons I can't allow myself to believe. I've lost so many billion times before. There was no dignity I could retrieve. Hope is a relentless star It digs into a soul Like a worm into an apple, But once it has reached the core It will stab my heart. With its fangs, hope is a betrayer. And One, I will cry because there's Nothing else the pain will allow me to do. And Two, I'll live.

Tempting Fate by VanessaHolly, literature

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Tempting Fate

I lived like this because I was angry. Why are things so easy and How could things be so easy? Destiny can't be sinless. We all slip up and fall; And these temptations, after all, Will someday be my undoing. I lived on the railway line in summer. It was simple and took little thought And I knew all the lines were bought. Every step is gentle. The trains have eyefulls of windows; Their stares breathe down my neck. The grass will slap the wall And these temptations, after all, Will someday be my undoing. Destiny can't help but be angry When I laugh in its face once more. I guess my heart's contagious Because I wondered how H

The Title Belongs at the End by VanessaHolly, literature

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The Title Belongs at the End

Shrill hopes and dreams Flog the backs of heads. Fingers galloping forward Are the cavalry in the war; To fall and to die Where they fall, That's the idea. Exhaustion is a hungry friend, Kneading skin beneath fingers prying, Bones swell up in your skeleton When rain runs rampant on the air. Shrill hopes and dreams Watch you sleeping, Fingers twitching to rhythms Simple daydreams never portrayed. To fall and to die, Yes, to die, That's the idea. We never knew red and blue, I and you. ...Funny how things change so fast When the rain is trampling the grass. And now the title: The Idea is Rain

About a Color by VanessaHolly, literature

Poetic by VanessaHolly, literature

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Poetic

Toxicity warning. Toxicity... Abounds. Naked hands, palms up, sprawling; swoon, In the gray, chalk-soft dirt and on The rocks, porous, fragment of moon, Memory of far weightlessness, Of far brutal, desperate, hectic. Sightings of far removed places. Acquiring all things noetic, The purified truth, arcane maths, Paths deemed heretical, sometimes (Something in those forbidden paths...) All books; all efforts poetic, Novels, reflections prosaic All measures more energetic, To build, complete the mosaic Growing along the plastic roads, The city block on an atom Hurtling towards Saturn's nodes (Ranvier's exist no longer; But t

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Flashlight Idiosyncrasy by VanessaHolly, literature

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Flashlight Idiosyncrasy

Desert House by VanessaHolly, literature

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Desert House

Electric Blanket Beach by VanessaHolly, literature

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Electric Blanket Beach

Your Deepest Thoughts by VanessaHolly, literature

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Your Deepest Thoughts

I Can't Spell That by VanessaHolly, literature

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I Can't Spell That

Betrayer by VanessaHolly, literature

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Betrayer

Tempting Fate by VanessaHolly, literature

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Tempting Fate

The Title Belongs at the End by VanessaHolly, literature

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The Title Belongs at the End

About a Color by VanessaHolly, literature

Poetic by VanessaHolly, literature

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Poetic

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Dec 18
United States
Deviant for 14 years
She / Her

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Favourite genre of music: Rock, Pop
Favourite style of art: pencil drawing

Favourite Visual Artist

Sulamith Wulfing, Jan Brett, Hoshino Katsura

Favourite Movies

The Fifth Element

Favourite TV Shows

Sherlock

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Monkees, Beatles, Bob Dylan, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Regina Spektor

Favourite Writers

Robert Louis Stevenson, Edgar Allan Poe, Robert Frost, E.E. Cummings, Sylvia Plath, Jane Austen

Other Interests

writing poetry & novels & short stories, reading, researching weird stuff

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VanessaHolly

Jul 18, 2012

I got tagged :o

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RULES 1. You must post the rules 2. Each person must post 5 things about them in their journal 3. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post, and create eleven new questions for the people you tag to answer. 4. You have to choose 11 people to tag and post their icons on your journal. 5. Go to their page and tell them you have tagged them. 6.. No tag backs 7. No stuff in the tagging section about "you're tagged if you're reading this". You legitimately have to tag 11 people. 5 Things About Me: 1. I'm short 2. I went to Glacier National Park yesterday 3. I love webcomics 4. I'm not going to tag anyone 5. I DO WHAT I

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VanessaHolly

Jun 6, 2012

Devious Journal Entry

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I have seen The Avengers four times. :) I'm getting really excited for The Amazing Spider-Man, mostly because I've now seen the trailer four times, and also because I'm reading a Spider-Man novel by Diane Duane that I found at the library.

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VanessaHolly

Jun 16, 2011

Ogden Nash part 2

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Read previous journal entry first! http://vanessaholly.deviantart.com/journal/41389686/ The Secret Town by Ogden Nash There is a town within a town, Where my true love walks alone, And green, oh meadow green, is her gown, And daffodil gold her shoon. Unto that silent, secret place, No street, no alley, leads. A town without a market place, No huckster crowd it feeds. The wagon wheels without the wall, They are not heard within. The angry bells that clash and call, They may not enter in. And thunderheads their thunder lose; Such is the stillness there, That in the grassy avenues The deer feeds, and the hare. And there the h