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Slide show XI by irvon, literature

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Slide show XI

Slide show XI down in the basement Her ribbon fell a river from her shoulders to the squares. You held her, hold her, fingers tied, laces tied, tongue-tied like a toad, but dressed in fancy clothes. She and you recall the habanera is a dance for Cubans and for fools. The basement's chequered floor in Fischer black and white, checkmate and stale, the stains of old, the gale of gold and more - is what you heard. A skeleton goes bent above his keys that like the floorboards give away and sound of blues back in the day, hey! That's what you say. And so her ribbon fell a river from her shoulders to the squares. Nice suit, she

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S.S. Fantasia by irvon, literature

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S.S. Fantasia

Sonnet You and I are on a ship together surrounded by a rimless sea of days; the surface calm is dyed the deepest heather before it drowns the setting sun's last rays. The stars appear full bright, unblocked by stratus, they bid us navigate to safer bays, but since the heart's our only apparatus we will forever sail these waterways. Such fantasies persist within my mind: in fact, that salty sea's not ours to taste. The only pleasure we may therein find is hasty skinny-dipping to the waist. I dream that you and I are on a ship, its sails catch time, their sheets in our firm grip.

Optimus Prime by irvon, literature

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Optimus Prime

I am a transformer, eject my titanium plating: the circuitry's naked, my weapons not working and vulnerability shows. Corrosion confronting my functions until I'm reduced to a statue, a statue of steel that is stainless and painful. Scars were etched and stars were hatched, but time and wind have worn them down. A petrified pyre remaining of me and my intricate systems - the merciful factory fibres extend to me luminous endings and then it is not all that bad; let it take me apart. I am always a part, but nothing is anything special. Scars are sworn and stars are torn, predictions' wail will wind up high. I am a transformer

Initiation by irvon, literature

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Initiation

Shining crown's not set, but flows. Ingrained in him, the unpredictions: "Thy wisdom come of fiction, truth." Before her stretch the ponds that lesser men call oceans. There is no understanding across the rift of thought. - I am a tetrahedron, ribs of mercy spawned uphold the laws and house the frailty of a promise, lucid like a glowing eye. Severity then strips my hull of bone and drops her froth into my open skull until I'm not transparent anymore, put through this make-opaque-experiment.

Who did the waking by irvon, literature

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Who did the waking

The city soundscape forms a purple lake that punches on our eardrums with precision. The slamming doors, the wind, the odd collision of conversations; all of them partake. It's like listening to symphonies, not long before we fall into our slumbers, when voices can't be counted using numbers and rhythm disappears in syncope. You can't stop touching things, so one by one that you destroy their connectivity. They turn to solid gold and come undone. You know of no impartiality. The scientist you are, you think it's fun to give us individuality.

Toast by irvon, literature

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Toast

Straight up, my friend: that's the only way to drink a poem. I raise my glass, I know the drink, I know the game. I don't want your fancy blends, mingled scents a wine that doesn't know how to touch my mouth! I raise my glass and when I drink I understand. My poison knows its purpose and if you offer me your cup, yours had better know it, too, 'cause I don't want to die confused, amused, abused? I choose another death: straight up, my friend, straight up.

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Slide show XI by irvon, literature

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An extent by irvon, literature

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S.S. Fantasia

Optimus Prime by irvon, literature

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Optimus Prime

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Initiation

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Who did the waking

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Toast

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immolate by Vlavisfaults, literature

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immolate

the first step to sadness is to have. [3] poseidon punctuates the bruised shorelines with broken hearts and shattered abelone shell fragments. sometimes the shore creeps up, kisses my feet. sometimes he rips through the distance between us, taking what's his. [5] the air here vibrates to a fire, sparrow's heart humming in c major. it does scare me sometimes, how i might love you more than ibuprofen, or the way the light might oscillate through an ether storm. the person i am now is not compatible with who i was before you. but how do i scrape myself out from under my own fingernails? [7] we caught the moon

immediacy by spoems, literature

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immediacy

this new little truth this robin egg blue brooding in skies' dull decidua is begging black space for a mercy murdering damn this featherbrain confuter with its wilding silver blood tongue licking for obsequious anticipants 'till they burn to a soft nilpotency - i'll make a bed in armageddon gray paper crane ashes here's my nirvana: the ache of the ramrod's slow dre

Some Lovers II by SilverInkblot, literature

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Some Lovers II

I died on a cold day, numbed fingers flexing, grasping at the last traces of embers withering in the grate. I died holding your hand, the hand I accidentally fractured when I pushed you too harshly near an edge and you flailed to find a more elegant way to fall and then I heard the scaphoid crack – but I didn't. I heard the cry first and the pain came later but you held my hand anyway. I died with my arms held over my head, pinned down to the sheets by your solid mass, fingers entwined with yours until I could no longer tell which bones were my own. I baked in the aftermath of the dying heat and fe

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Toast by irvon, literature

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Flux by irvon, literature

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Flux

Flux we go skinny-dipping in iron filings, revealing the magnetic field of past mistakes around our toes; old predators smell tesla. oblivious, we submerge: petals to the metal always coiling north to south - reversing the polarisation means turning the magnet upside down (nothing) if only we could break the core: the dust returns to disarray and we are free the compass that doesn't point north provides a bearing.

Flux

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Sep 19, 1989
Netherlands
Deviant for 18 years
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Favourite genre of music: Classical
Favourite style of art: Music, or is it poetry?

Favourite Visual Artist

Chopin, Rachmaninov, Schubert, Beethoven, Debussy

Favourite Movies

The Matrix, V for Vendetta, American Beauty, I heart Huckabees

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Muse

Favourite Writers

W.B. Yeats

Tools of the Trade

Piano, pen and paper

Other Interests

Writing, music and mathematics

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irvon

Sep 1, 2011

Daily Deviation

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Holy cow a DD! :faint: I just got home from a ten day holiday in Torrevieja, Spain and logged in to check up on my messages. When it said "287 feedback messages", my heart skipped a beat. Rushing to where the main activity seemed to be (my poem "Toast": http://fav.me/d46a2kc), I found that I had indeed received a DD, and so shortly after that DLD! :D I hope to get round to replying to all the great comments you have been leaving, but if I don't, know that I'm grateful for yours too. ;) I want to thank BeccaJS (https://www.deviantart.com/beccajs) especially for featuring me, it truly means a great deal to me. Enough with the speeches, I'm off

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irvon

Aug 11, 2011

Daily Literature Deviation!

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My poem "Flux" (http://fav.me/d3jbbt2) has been featured as a DLD http://news.deviantart.com/article/158375/ ! :w00t: This is a first for me and I am honoured. angelStained (https://www.deviantart.com/angelstained), thanks for featuring me! :D I've been writing a lot lately (also Dutch poetry, which I rarely post as most of my watchers do not understand Dutch), and it's good to see that people are reading and appreciating it. It inspires me to keep writing and stay active here on dA. Now that I am journaling, I might just as well do a little update. It has been a long and eventful summer for me, but I don't want it to end yet. I've been to London and Fr

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irvon

Jun 21, 2011

Holiday!

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Free days, I love them. I can spend my time doing whatever I want, which involves a lot of piano playing, singing and writing at the moment. Next saturday is my first poetry reading ever at a fundraiser for a small theatre company. I'm still puzzling to put something coherent together. Maybe I'll do a collection of some of my slide shows. At that same fundraiser I'm accompanying a singer in Mozart's "Voi, che sapete" and Fauré's "Mai". It's going to be awesome. And here's a link CrimsonXxXRegret (https://www.deviantart.com/crimsonxxxregret) posted to practise your GRE vocab, which is very addictive. http://www.TyrannosaurusPrep.com/Quiz/GRE Anyway, I'll see you guys around. K

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spoems

Oct 25, 2011

Thanks again for your commentary, insights, and favoritism.

Most welcome.

Can you pretty please explain the reasoning behind your signature to me? I can do the math. I have. It still doesn't make sense and I'm obsessive about this sort of thing so PLEASE tell me what it means before my head explodes over here or something.

irvon

Oct 6, 2011

It basically tries to convey (and it is obviously not doing a very good job) that the person I am now (I(now)) is the person I was a moment ago (I(now - Δt)) plus how that person experienced the past moment (Δt ∙ I(now - Δt)), where you take that past moment to be infinitely small. Hope that helps, cheers!

nyogu

Oct 6, 2011

Oh my god. So that is PRETTY MUCH the coolest thing ever. Thank you!

irvon

Oct 7, 2011

You're welcome, and thanks!

irvon

Oct 6, 2011

Woops, something went wrong with the code there. Well, I hope you get the point.