Clairesimpson87

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Marie Antoinette by Clairesimpson87, literature

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Marie Antoinette

When I was a girl I was me. I ran happy, joyous, almost free. I looked to one for my reflection, and saw my sister there like true perfection. They say you rarely sample real delights yet I tasted mine day and night. a care in the world, had I none other until that which would turn into mother. she became mother when I left that day she took it upon herself, some say, to teach her daughter how it should be done every piece of advice artfully strung. Before, she'd never really been there. A shadow in the distance, a whisper in the air yet now she wrote daily with a questioning tone and a voice which grew stronger yet so far fro

The eyes by Clairesimpson87, literature

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The eyes

You touched me and I expired, My breath cold against your lips: hot. The pain below reaches my eyes in tears I clasp and grasp, you bite and grip, Pulling me out to the sea of my pleasure. X marks the spot my dear, it marks the spot. You hit it. High like the clouds I evaporate. Kicking and gnawing, I laugh with eyes And cry with lips. The hate inside me wells I turn the other cheek. Acceptance. The calm of the storm breaks loose, caresses and kisses Fondles and fumbles, we're both new to the game. You suck at my neck and I writhe, You kiss my lips and you smile Eyes burning into flesh, you seperate fingers, lips. You come an

The other by Clairesimpson87, literature

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The other

I am grey and ill, Touching myself is sick now It is green and pale a thought in the mind an itch in the hand a twinkle of the eye, parting of lips- I vomit. My head spins like a wheel, I writhe searching for It. "It will come," I gasp, "It must It knows and sees and hears." It retreats, no ecstacy, no pleasure I curses and is cursed. The feeling of the sick in me spoils over. I am the woman without cause. Without a nature to speak. The thoughts of It wound my language The vomit hardens and I crackle. She is nothing but...she is something but... not It. It knows and smiles: The woman in your ea

The night by Clairesimpson87, literature

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The night

You sucked. I groaned. Soft putty in your playful hands. Fingers anywhere, everywhere- Lipstick plastered. A pallet of colours smeared into one. Mascara seeping- A black river in the hollows of my eyes. I laughed and cried. You screamed and roared. Your red neck clawed. I turned and you followed-legs intertwined. Feet violent, arms forced. Smiles the same... Blood red on my teeth, red on your cheek I repulsed you then. Hair wild and wet- angelic curls to vermin's tails. We sweated both, I was the monster in the night.

The little captive by Clairesimpson87, literature

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The little captive

The computer glared. Its insides whirred. A little captive in the little box shook. And with his little hand tapped the sides of the prison he here took. A protesting bleep sounded from within. She smiled, and yet him forsook. For the fans blew to cool him as he paced from chip to chip, And when she pressed the button he would sleep without a blip. Her little captive woke when she did- he once again shook And with his little hand tapped in his little nook. He wished that she would free him and bleeped and bleeped some more Yet no amount of fanning would cure his inner sore. He ached to be free- he struggled with defiance Yet with

A reflection by Clairesimpson87, literature

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A reflection

You stopped. I cried and fainted- lips blood red, blue with cold. You licked your lips- liked what I saw, followed me from corner to corner- disappearing from view. Indeed you’re a faded image my friend- scars divide us- the jagged shards of a lost past. Lost in my eyes- you smile and I smile- you cry and my tears fall, silent and dry. I touch your smooth hand, palm against palm and feel the self. Myself, yourself, the lost self. I twist, eyes to the white sky- your eyes trace mine- hands uplifted we rejoice. A broken path divides your face- an untrodden valley of hidden myths. I wonder if my deception hides buried there? The va

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The Daisy by RisingAngelus, literature

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The Daisy

A daisy sits Amongst the roses Inside a garden green. The sun is smiling Joyfully bright. Butterflies dance From bloom to bloom. The people that come here For tea Stare at the daisy. "Why is that here? It isn't a rose." And all the roses Laugh at her, Laugh at her thin petals, And her exposed pollen. "You don't belong here," they say. The daisy doesn't react. She doesn't even cry. All she really wants to do Is shrink into the soil to hide.

Chemical Religion by AxDude, literature

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Chemical Religion

My room is the Holy Land, A shaded Tibet, Whilst the Jack Daniels label is my Holy Scripture And here, in a sea of circling clouds of smoke, Contemplating, meditating, within a revolving room. Dusk light radiates my opaque, toxic epiphany, To the tracks of teen religious teachings; High on my Tibetan Teachings, mountain of Bed sheets and feathered pillows, slowly masking The sounds with my hands. Fasting on Gold dust, Off the stomach of my Brunette Idol.

About Clairesimpson87

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Artist // Literature

United Kingdom
Deviant for 16 years
She / Her

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Current Residence: Northamptonshire
Favourite genre of music: Classical

Favourite Movies

probably Signs!

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

At the mo it's Mika!

Favourite Writers

Katherine Mansfield is a great writer, I also love Carol- Ann Duffy

Other Interests

I love writing, obviously! and other things, too many to list!

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Clairesimpson87

Feb 12, 2008

Hi Everyone!

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Well, I haven't updated my journal in about 6 months so thought I'd do that!! I just thought I'd let you all know I'm fine- and so sorry that I haven't been on here as much as I used to be- uni work is getting a bit hectic now- I'm in my third and final year! Well I've just submitted a new deviation which is a part of a short story I'm currently writing! Not sure if it's any good but quite enjoying it and that's the only reason I write! Hope you're all doing ok! Feel free to tell me how you're all getting on, would love to know! Love Claire xx

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Clairesimpson87

Oct 3, 2007

just a rambling entry!

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Well I'm just sitting here listening to Mika- how amazing is he?! Although not a lot of people will admit that lol! But I'm proud of it! Well I've got no real reason to be writing this but I'm bored so instead of actually doing some work I thought I'd come on this and just ramble lol! So how is everyone? I'd like to thank everyone for all their lovely comments! They mean so much, as do the favs and the watches! I'm quite enjoying dA at the mo! It kind of gives me an excuse to write all day when I should be reading! I have a couple of ideas for some new poems but I'm just turning them round in my head at the mo before I put them down onto p

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Clairesimpson87

Sep 30, 2007

A little bit of a rant!

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Grrr I hate spammers so much lol! I have got so much spam in the last few days that it's driving me crazy! I just wanted to warn people about poetry.com which is a SCAM! Don't fall for it peeps. It's quite sad actually because I actually thought the first spam note I got was genuine and actually liked my work hahaha I replied thanking them lol! Still doesn't matter, just thought I'd have a little rant! Right, well I haven't updated my journal since I joined...so I thought I'd give a little update lol! A big thank you to everyone who has read/favourited my work! It means a lot! I've got a few more poems coming I expect ('yipee' I hear you

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You alive?

are you still sometime in dA????
wonder how you are doing... :$

hey 22/female. you're cute

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Datasmurf

Jan 6, 2009

Hey you

How are you?

I've been missing you

inharmony

Jul 27, 2008

Hi how are you?
Did miss you a lot the last time.
Is everything okay?

Hope we can have a talk soon!!!

Alwin

Clairesimpson87

Sep 1, 2008

Hi Alwin! So sorry I haven't been in contact sooner- I don't tend to use deviant art much now

lol! But it's great to hear from you! Everything's ok here- apart from the weather lol! You'd never know it was meant to be summer here....it rains every day! How are you? xx