 Daily Deviation2008-03-13 Visual Poetry =OpheliaWhispers suggested Grace by =Flutterings and as I read it, I couldn't help but feel beautiful, and warm inside. Perhaps I'm a sap, but these lines make me smile, and that's all that matters. (Awarded by ^StJoan.) Daily Deviation2008-08-29 Stock Photography He Loves Me Not by ~Flutterings-Plus (Awarded by ^Hanratty-Stock. ) Daily Deviation2009-03-22 Macro Photography The delicate, silk-like composition of the flower is beautiful and especially appropriate for today - Happy Mothering Sunday! Branches and Apricots (Awarded by ^dandelgrosso) |
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The grass doth glisten From the midnight dew Trash cans emptied But by who? No one awake In this hour of morn No eyes to see the perfected dawn A settled mist Adorns the beach And the burning sun Just out of reach Sits on a throne Made from a cloud Whilst a banished thunderstorm Screams aloud
by `Flutterings
Snow BlindnessThe trite, overstated margin of error haunts me. It compells me to revisist and revise perfection.Snow Blindness
I managed to encapsulate my heart in powder form, It was crushed into anti-depressants and sold to a market of artists, of lovers. The writers of the revolution, those who needed it.
I managed to configure a way to make blood into water, Into words, into lovable characters who manage to survive.
I wrote, for you. Of all the things you wouldn't say, Of yourselves.
The awkward silence of the matter is - I'm not like you, not like any of you. &
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Second EditionThe first edition was rough and ready. It wanted to be read, its pages wanted to be flushSecond Edition
With the fingerprints of others.
The second edition had torn corners, and smudges where the readers tears Stained through the low quality ink and made puddles of emotion in the words.
That was her best work.
The third edition outwrote itself. She edited the heart out of it and encased it in leather. Oh, to be a Second Edition.
by `Flutterings
We hid our heartsWe hid our hearts in dirty old jars That we used to use for butterflies legs. We used to pull them apart, I'd screech with fear, you'd squeal in delight.We hid our hearts
They used to hum in the corner of my room, Like they conversed amongst themselves. Perhaps they did all the talking that we, In our immortal frustration, could not do.
I told people they were grasshoppers, Rubbing their legs together to express themselves, As we rubbed our hands together anxiously, Trying to repress ourselves, and our dirty jars.
In the dark, yours glowed faintly. It sang to me, &nbs
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 The dichotomy of beautiful, flowing imagery and heartbreaking sadness is ever present in this poem. With each stanza the reader is taken further into a world of artistic grandeur tinted with somber strokes and gut wrenching emotions that erupt off the page. - *dreamsinstatic about the poem Dollface Kathryn's poetry is filled with dark beauty, breathtaking imagery, and a naked honesty that throws light on her perceptions and gives an intimate view of her life. The depth and tone of her expression make you feel as though you are falling into her world. Her words will haunt long after you have turned the page. - =methylated-spirit Kathryn's poetry speaks to the inner person of everyone. This poetess manages to capture and bottle the most intense emotions in her poetry. - @cypher-neo Poetry is meant to be heard, not read, Kathryn's work sings. Her writing will start to tickle at your heart with deeply emotional words, spread through your soul with questions of morality, and finally find its way at the tip of your tongue with rhythmic words and musical phrases - =saturninesweetness Intense, awe-inspiring and magnificent, does not begin to describe the poetry of Kathryn Jeanes. The words of Ms. Jeanes will pull you through laughter, tears, heartbreak and love with every page you turn. A must read for poetry lovers everywhere, this poetry goddess competes with the best of them. - ~Patchwork-Poet about the poetic collection 'Heartless' Kathryn Jeanes has an unique style of poetry that moves and enriches the soul, She take you on an emotional ride through your soul via her poetry. - *pablodiablo316 A portrait of a multidimensional person who has been from the highest peaks of emotion to the deepest chasms of pain and self loathing. You will find humour, wit, sorrow, extreme pain, joy, happiness and love, much love, for family, friends, ‘others’ and hope. Delve into the world of Kathryn Jeanes for a journey that will run the gammit of emotion. This fine collection of poetry will take you inside the mind of a brilliant evocotive poet and leave you breathless. - *Bahama-dreams about the poetic collection 'Neurotica' The poetry of Kathryn Jeanes is evocative and relevant. Kathryn uses imagery and emotion to grab the reader and suck you in. Her poetry speaks to the soul. - *littleshireling Kate's poetry speaks the language of the old souls. She shows us what effects everyday people, their hardships, their lives and their strengths with an elegance and insight not readily seen in all poetry. Her lines connect us to others, linking hearts, minds and lives through her words. She is a delight to know, and a wonderful poet to read. - `innocencedied2nite The poetry of Kathryn Jeanes is life unashamed, craddling your skull in fingers ripe with provoking imagery and startling emotion. - =graphicqueen91 With a combination of excellently used imagery and well portrayed emotions Kathryn Jeanes makes you part of her work. As the reader, she takes you across the roller-coaster of all possible emotions and leaves you feeling satisfied at the end of it all. - *FearedSavior `Flutterings is one of the most esteemed and gifted writers on all of dA. Her work is incredibly well written and frankly most of the time I turn my eyes to it I feel as though I am reading the poetry of some famous author memorialized by time. "Quietly" is another sample from a gallery that is absolutely bursting with quality pieces. This poem is simultaneously one of the most beautiful things I have ever read, and one of the most heartbreaking. Every line is etched out to perfection and leaves me not knowing whether to smile or cry, the words come alive and reach into your heart like no other. I have been following `Flutterings on dA almost since I joined, and if you are not, than you are really missing out on one of the biggest treasures dA has to offer. Go check her out. - *dreamsinstatic referencing the poem Quietly |
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