Viscountesshope

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Ode to Immortality by Viscountesshope, literature

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Ode to Immortality

Ode to Immortality There’s a place out there where people never die. Press a button, and they’re all there before you. Deforrest Whitaker is still alive and well as Bones, Another one and Johnny Cash and Patsy Cline are still there. They’re laughing and talking and singing Living up the lives they were meant to The Duke is still at home in the Old West or in a war And Judy Garland still swears “There’s no place like home.” How I wish real life was like that. Your friends, your family, they’d never go away Never die Never leave you Just press a button and Grandpa, or Great-Grandma would still be

Hollywood's Sestina by Viscountesshope, literature

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Hollywood's Sestina

The Sestina I Wrote for Hollywood He called to me with his movie star smile while we were on stage amid a sea of dancing stars. He was the older, wiser man of the world while I was still the doting, wide-eyed innocent. Two seemingly incongruent personalities dancing together; Complimenting each other in a strange form of harmony. The years pass until I’m the creating the harmony, Beguiling the naïve with my charm and winsome smile. None have been able to withstand me, my personality together with the mystery. But at night, it’s him who stars in every dream. No matter how I strive to remain innoc

For Than Unknown Church by Viscountesshope, literature

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For Than Unknown Church

A blackened brick pillar stands, Keeping guard as unknown saints hold their hands in a now irrelevant blessing Looking at the ground, new stones attempt to merge with the old; and fail. Four weeks until the city celebrates the anniversary. Why? In the distance, I see the falsely wet roads, Like the mirage that disappears when you touch it. Children play with their dogs, on that dirt with patches of green. Army fatigued ground tells story, Of a time children can’t remember, But others do. It once stood tall, People inside whispering Don’t disturb others there. How many were inside? The day that their world stopped

Watching the Watcher by Viscountesshope, literature

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Watching the Watcher

She doesn't think I notice her staring at me. Most people just can't figure me out, And I like it that way. Strangers take one look and discount me. They see a stereotypical long haired raver, A loner who neither wants nor has friends; But they're never bothering to look for the other side, The quiet intellectual who can be found reading, The person who can carry on a conversation on history In two languages, They don't see the friends; How can they? They only see me for moments at a time. But she looks at me like she understands. I smirk at her, and she blushes, looking away. I punch myself in the neck, Just because it makes

Hope and Doubt by Viscountesshope, literature

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Hope and Doubt

I'm watching you again, And my fear is disappearing. My shy glances turning into subtle flirts. But I guess it's not enough. I fear I may be too late. Has someone else caught your eye; Before I had the chance to make an impression on you? Damn my insecurities and self-depreciation! Damn those who've made me doubt my own worth! I want to think I'm worthy; To believe you could see beyond the outer faults And find the beauty within. Please, see my mind for the intelligence it contains, Know my heart for the jewel it can be. Not diamonds or rubies, but something rarer. A one of a kind beauty; beyond price. I can't help but believe

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Floating by Viscountesshope, literature

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Floating

I sit alone in this boat called "Hope," Floating in a sea of "Maybe." Looking for my rescuer, Wondering who he may be. "Love" is the beacon I'm seeking, "Happiness" the food that I crave. Hoping to find this hunger in another, Praying I find him before I sink in this watery grave. I bail the tears of others from my boat, The salt on my face and as far as I can see. The others are gone, yet I remain, Will anyone ever find me in this endless sea? And yet, I see something, coming in the distance, It fills me with wonder and still a kind of dread. It speeds closer; my heart is in my throat, Is it that which I'm seeking, or somethin

Doing Your Best by Viscountesshope, literature

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Doing Your Best

I've tried to be what people think is perfect for so long now, but it seems like nothing works. I diet, I dance, I hurt, I cry, and for what? I do my best and nothing helps me. I'm always the plain, fat, ugly, unperfected me. But then I found a way to be pretty, a way for men to look at me with admiration in their eyes. In the spotlight is where I belong, with the light in my hair, the rose in my cheeks, And the stars coming down to visit my eyes, bathing the enthralled onlookers in their iridescent glow. I need to be up there; I need to finally find the niche where I can be happy. So I try, and I do my best, I pour my heart and soul

Darkness by Viscountesshope, literature

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Darkness

I sit in this darkness, Wondering where you are. Even with a light there is black, A blackness that sits on my heart. Loneliness. Without you, there is no light At the end of this tunnel. I think I've gone blind; I can't see anything in this blackened pitch. I can feel the cold, the sliminess, the dankness, Within the echoing catacombs of my heart. I think I'm dying, I'm suffocating in this Hell. Save me! Can anyone hear me? Save me from myself, from the… Misery. Yes, the gnawing beast has a name. My eternal tormentor has a face. A spot of ebony within this endless Darkness. Come and get me you bastard! You did this, y

My Savior and Destroyer by Viscountesshope, literature

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My Savior and Destroyer

My Savior and Destroyer You've brought the music back to me, And saved me from the endless grey My days had become. Now I just watch you, I want you to see me... You let me see the flowers blooming in the stars, And I've seen the stars blooming in your eyes. Those grey-green orbs So like the sky just before a tornado. Are they a hint to the real you? Are there storms waiting to break out of your soul? I want to get inside of you, but Just the thought of talking to you Makes my heart pound so hard, I fear it will leap out of my chest and lay there For you to see all its secrets. Koi to seki to ha kakusarenu. Only you can und

Moonlight by Viscountesshope, literature

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Moonlight

The world is an eerie blue bathed in the ice of the moon while other areas are hidden in deep grey shadows I love this peace it gives me The isolation I'm just a shadow within a shadow No one to see me no one to bother me People walk by me never understanding I'm here in the shadows I could jump out and rip their throats out long before they even notice there was someone in the shadows There is no black no white only the shades of grey I live in this solitary confinement by choice my very own defacto segregation from humanity They try to hunt me to lure me out of my peaceful surroundings the one place I can hide b

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Regal Beauty by Viscountesshope, visual art

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About Viscountesshope

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Dec 17
United States
Deviant for 20 years
She / Her

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Current Residence: Indiana
Favourite genre of music: Country and bits and pieces of other genres
Operating System: Windows Vista
Personal Quote: Sanity is only for the boring!

Favourite Movies

The Crow

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Queen! Always Queen!

Favourite Writers

Dennis L. McKeirnan

Favourite Games

Guild Wars, Kingdom Hearts (1 & 2)

Favourite Gaming Platform

Computer or PS2

Tools of the Trade

Pen, pencil, paper, or computer

Other Interests

this, that, and the other... reading, writing, appreciating my friends' art

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Viscountesshope

Oct 2, 2007

RAWR

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It's official... I HATE drawing breasts!  I guess there is a good reason that in the past when I've drawn people, they've always been men...  Ah well, I guess the only way to get better is to practice.  

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Viscountesshope

Sep 19, 2007

grumble

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I really need to get better at art.  I have the greatest ideas in my head, but somewhere between my brain and the paper, the idea gets lost in translation.  I know it's just a matter of practicing, and I can tell that I'm getting better.  I'm thinking about drawing will again just to see if he looks better than he ever used to. I'll admit, one of my art ideas is actually fan art, but it would be funny as hell.  And then I have my picture of the Ninja Heart Twins as well as a little comic of them.  The comic isn't anything spectauclar at the moment, just a bit fo cheese.  That stuff, I just need to scan and color (if I can get photoshop to ac

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Viscountesshope

Aug 30, 2007

Yes, that was Satan you just saw, and yes he was w

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Yeah, I guess hell has frozen over since I've actually posted something on here.  I need to go through my pictures that I've taken and see which others I would classify as being good enough to qualify as art and be put up here... maybe one of the ones of me in my yukata will go up here... I dunno though.  Please comment on the new stuff, I'd really appreciate it.