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Less of a Man, More of a Shell

by ~InkWovenHeart

Less of a quandary,
More of a thought.
I sit on the cold seat,
Thinking of naught.

My head is silent,
Covered completely.
Calm in the cardboard,
Pondering discreetly.

Less of a hat,
More of a mask.
A mask with a smile,
Lost with no task.

As if by a bubble,
Surrounded by many,
I sit unseen by all.
I sit untouched by any.

I am more of a shell,
And less of a man.
More of my guessing,
And less of a plan.

I am more hollow,
Than solid.
I am less vibrant,
More stolid.

I am a frozen smile,
With no face.
I am frozen dreams,
With no place.
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This is a prize for ~tielkric; 3rd place winner of =MindyJerebic's diptych contest! Congratz on that!

Anyway, his request was for a poem inspired by the guy in this photo: [link]

I have to be honest, when I saw it, I went :iconlaexplodeplz: :iconwhatbombplz: 'This is going to be FUN. :D'

And it was. :iconiloveitmoreplz:

Haha, well, I hope you enjoy it at least half as much as I enjoyed writing it! :icononionxdplz:
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~tielkric Jun 17, 2011  Professional Photographer
You've been featured on my Blog [link] and Facebook Page [link]

Regards,

Richard

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~tielkric Jun 17, 2011  Professional Photographer
This is just great !
That's an honnor to get such a beautiful piece of words...
Thank you !

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~InkWovenHeart Jun 18, 2011  Hobbyist Photographer
Awww! Thanks! :iconiloveitmoreplz: I'm glad you liked it!

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Request: Soul Eater Fanfic by ~InkWovenHeart
Request: Valora and Alfred Valora gazed into the hazy shimmer that rose from bright gold flames that licked the air with flickers of light. She was tired from the days work, mainly the walking that she had endured for over twelve hours of non stop trodding through an icy landscape whilst being hammered on by the harsh Virginian winter. By now the frozen winds and the pelts of ice had stopped, and the night sky was crystal clear in all of its starry glories. Valora prodded the fire with a long stick, watching the tip catch flame before quenching the newborn flames in the snow, leaving a black charred tip behind. Behind her, Valora could hear the soft banter of her felloRequest: Valora and Alfred by ~InkWovenHeart
Tea with Sven and Merda Warning: Contains language, for the sake of humor. :|
None of this is serious in anyway... At all.. Hahah XD

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A Cup of Tea With Sven and Merda

Now lets see, how to begin this.... Ah yes.

There once was a little cafe, whose name I have happened to forget, which was on the corner of a street, of whose name I have also just happened to forget. In this cafe, there sat at a table, a man and a woman.

The little cafe had four warm colored walls, with dark red and soft yellow paint hiding behind the collection of rough wooden framed paintings and wall hangings hung up along the wall. Its floor was made of smoothly polished oak, and it's fTea with Sven and Merda by ~InkWovenHeart
Not One Without the Other My brother,

My friend,

My companion,

My fellow.

My brother,

My partner,

My consort.

My life.

My reason for living,

My drive to move forward,

In this world unforgiving.

Footsteps on solid earth,

Silence in the open sky.

Wondering what it is worth.

My brother is my strength,

My reason for fighting,

Why I walk this weary length.

Were it not for my brother,

We would not be standing here,

Not one without the other.

Together we are brothers,

In a story we have sown,

Separate from all others.

He would not be standing,

If it were not for me,

In a world so demanding.

To each we are a brother,

One can not stand alone,

Not onNot One Without the Other by ~InkWovenHeart
Early Morning Conflict Two steps forward,

Drop to my knees.

Bring the rifle up,

Breathe in the breeze.

I align with my target,

Brace myself and shoot,

Watch as my mark,

Falls head over boot.

Another soul stolen,

Another bullet gone,

I sink down to reload,

Hidden in the dawn.

I reach for a bullet,

But find nothing there.

Now I mutter a curse,

That is lost in the air.

I scramble to duck,

A glint whizzing past.

The bark of a tree,

Splits in the blast.

I lie in the brush,

Breathing so hard.

Listening to gunfire,

Increasing my guard.

Another glint there,

Hits and sprays dirt,

Then again and again,

Yet no one is hurt.

But on the other side,

IEarly Morning Conflict by ~InkWovenHeart
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