FEATURES AND ARTIST OF THE WEEK #3

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:bulletgreen: ENGLISH

:iconwordeea: :iconpoetryod: :icontoxic-nebulae:
suckleyou pry me open
like a blood orange:
a scrape of sugar on my tongue,
a taste like sunrise.
you take in
the salt and slick and
split
of my thighs,
the pulped tomato
of my heart,
the fabric and
steel bones
of an artificial ribcage
as you unknot
them all.
I draw my first
deep breath
and it smells of citrus
and coitus and
you



:bulletpurple: PHOTOS

:iconineedchemicalx: :iconlostknightkg: :iconsylveryfox:
When human and nature collide by iNeedChemicalX Temple of stars by lostknightkg :thumb351438606:


:bulletblue: FRANCO

:iconsilver786: :icongradation-of-despair: :iconlndfrance:
La Reponse.Il y a des heures durant lesquelles il est préférable de ne pas mentionner ceux qui sont morts.
Ceux qui n'existent plus.
Ceux qui, théoriquement, n'existent pas.
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Dans l'obscurité de la pièce, la lumière de l'écran se reflète sur les lunettes du jeune homme qui le fixe inlassablement.
A cette heure tardive, les seuls bruits qui lui parviennent sont le doux ronronnement de son ordinateur, les clics de souris qui se succèdent à intervalles plus ou moins réguliers, le roulement de la molette ainsi que le pianotement de ses doigts sur le clavier gris aux lettres noires.
Sans oublier, bien entendu, les différentes chansons et morceaux de musique dont les notes parviennent directement à ses oreilles par l'intermédiaire de son imposant casque noir et argent.
Mais bien qu'il les apprécie, il y a un petit détail qui l'agace malgré tout.
Entre deux refrains, il a parfois l'impression qu'on l'appelle, ou que l'un des sons ne provient pas de la
::thumb340848286: AilleursAilleurs
Ailleurs
Asphyxiés souffle au cœur
Reflet cruel, évanescent
Du destin le pantin
Saints de glace, bains de sang
Ô mon amant sans tain !
Amour impie à vivre sans
Ailleurs
Pulse à l'envi mon cœur
Tienne à l'autre bout du monde
Sens fleurir les larmes
Là où l'enfer gronde
Âmes affamées de charmes
Séparées sur la rotonde.
LND le 16 Octobre 2012



:bulletyellow: SURPRISES

A touching memory - j'adore

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:iconbeyondjen: :iconvespera: :icontisserande-d-encre: :iconpoetrymann: :iconbrokengod--veins: :iconriseandbe:
semanticsDexter takes and gives
life and poetry— some blood
is just semantics
--
1/17/2013
Copyright © 2013 Jen Fowler
All Rights Reserved
Southern Belle - 4Ray of scattered light -
a flicker pearls
crests momentarily
hovers above the water
escaping - a flash of orange -
lands back into the mirage
Haiku #6 Kurai hiSun burns in shadows
And darkness becomes too bright;
Light can leave you blind
Catcat -
napping
on the chair -
black crescent moon.
i like how your fur glistens in the light.
in your dreams you are chasing beasts again.
mighty hunter,
catching and
eating
mice.
once in the afterlife,breathe
and b r e a t h e
and
breathe...
inhale
what
was
left
& bury
the
deep
rooted
ashes
beneath
the earth
e n g r a v e d
in heaven's
lungs.
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ARTIST OF THE WEEK

Coming from Poland, she takes wonderful pics

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The sweet sound of death by Freyja90 Natalia by Freyja90 Hell is empty. by Freyja90




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:bulletgreen: Our group

:iconnotreforteressebrule:

propose an eponymous contest. So the theme is "Our Fortress Is Burning". 3 entries : french texts, english texts, images. Some points to win (perhaps many if you're inspired! ), and some feature in my journal too. See all the details here :

THE Contest ! - READ : POINTS !!Here comes the time for our anniversary contest – a month late, but better late than never ! Between catching the flu and everything else, I’m a bit late on certain things.
THE Theme : Our Fortress is Burning.
...
Yes, yes, I know … but there is a reason why I chose that name for our group – other than because of this great song by this American band that I love : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V1aJPEFtoNg
What is that reason, you may ask ? Well, here it is : Our Fortress could be/is: what we are, what we hide, what we protect or the very things that scare us the most. It is Burning ... for several reasons : dramatic ones, ironic ones, philosophical ones, comical ones, etc. Maybe we are the one who set it on fire in order to be able to go on/move on ... Maybe we are burning our past ... maybe it is burning as a consequence of our own wars or maybe because we just didn’t like it anymore, it was ugly or out of style ...
So here is our theme. W



:new: Retrouvez ici l'interview complète (en français) de :iconwordeea:

INTERVIEW XI : WORDEEALes interviews de :iconnotreforteressebrule: présentent :
when :iconmonsieurwar: meets :iconwordeea:
Note :  No translation available for now. Should there be an interest, I will be translating it, it is rather long (understatement of the century) and frankly I am not all that interesting and rather verbose ;p  Seriously, even if only one person say they would like to read it, I will translate it. Just let me know
Chers amis, bonsoir ! Dans le cadre de nos interviews courtes (gag), nous avons le plaisir de recevoir ce soir wordeea, aka Sophie, une poètesse de la forteresse - section grand Nord.  Oui, je sais - elle est également la co-fondatrice du groupe, et, à cet égard, la parité des interviews passe à la trappe. Mais je voulais, pour le premier anniversaire (en retard, oui, je sais), mettre à l'honneur Sophie, qui fait tant de choses pour le groupe, et sans laquelle les 3/4 des initi


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Gosh thank you!!!!!