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Lit-Visual Alliance Allied Artwork Feature #2!

Journal Entry: Wed Jul 4, 2012, 9:37 PM
 :wave: Hello my darlings! It's time again to show off some of the brilliant Allied Artwork pieces that have been making their way into our Featured Folder over at Lit-Visual-Alliance


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What is the Alliance, you ask?

The Alliance is a project group intended to encourage visual and literary artists to work together. I've felt for some time that the dA Literature Community can at times be somewhat insular - to its detriment. We in the Lit Community are also sometimes prone to griping about the lack of exposure our work receives when compared to that of visual artists. So in the spirit of ^thorns brilliant Complaint Challenge I thought I would try to do something about that. And so the Alliance was born!

This article features piece that have been submitted to our Featured Folder, which is reserved for literature that is based on visual artwork on dA, and visual artwork based on dA literature.

Since the always amazing ATrue gifted our humble group with Supergroup status, we are now able to do polls! As such, I felt it was time to give our members the chance to select which artwork submitted to the Featured Folder would be spotlighted in the article as the best. So I put ten choices into the poll (that's how it's going to work - when we get to ten submissions, I put out a new poll), gave you guys a week, and what did you do, my lovelies? You picked my poem! :faint: I love you guys!

 And now, on to the feature! :iconswordtardplz:

First up, as decided by the member poll, is my own piece:

RemnantWashed up a remnant,
a relic of abandoned epochs,
she inhales her first breath in an aeon.
Air thick with soot,
pungent with poison,
sinuous hands fly to her throat
as she sputters a curse
in a language long forgotten.
Beneath the slick surface of her murky realm
lost, she wandered on,
searched through centuries for a land
half-remembered in dreams.
Time and toxins took their toll
and when she arose from the depths
her scales shone bright with mercury,
glinting silver in the moonlight.
With trembling fingers
she combs starlight from her tresses,
brushes moonbeams from her curves,
counting lesions to her body,
carved by knowledge, knives
or nothing. She no longer knows.
She shivers in the shadow of 
impossible structures,
their quivering reflections rippling
across the magic mirror 
from which she surfaced.
In the dark their glass eyes gleam,
a thousand starry-eyed monstrosities,
rake their gaze across her form.
She clings to the shoreline,
jagged rocks and filthy sand.
Anothe
based on Child of nature by any-s-kill

Next up was:


Followed by:

Our girly Lady
"Aaand that was the last! Thank you very much, Miss Cheung!"
     The photographers nodded and clapped while they started to tidy up. It was a great photo shooting and they all were very content with the pictures they got.
     Shizuka raised herself and got out of the spotlight. She smiled silently at everyone who passed by her and thanked or congratulated her. The way she smiled told everyone that it had been a very big honor for them to be able to take photos of her. If she was together with "commoners" she was always above them.
     "Can you please let all the things where they are? I will tidy up later, but I still need them," one of the photographers shouted through the crowd.
     Shizuka looked up and grinned a bit as she saw that it was Lang Wei. He was her personal photographer whom she trusted most. There were even some shootings which she exclusively only allowed him to take
based on For my 100th by Trangus


I've Found Someone -Wedding Poem -Wedding Poetry by CliveBlake based on Amy and Stuart, engagement 7 by hairycheesecake



Return of the WindA world needed the power of the elements to survive. But it was not easy if nature was not as free as we know it. Nature could only take form if there were people who were mastering and giving shape to it, so the world could prosper. Of course it was not an easy task to understand the way of the elements to even master them, so if one was able to master more than one element, he was already likely to be worshipped by the others – people started to look up to you if you had mastered one element after all.
       However, this was also the greatest weakness of that world because the masters started to feel superior after a while and slacked off with their duty. They did not really try to give shape to the world anymore and slowly nature died. People were suffering under the change and as the masters were not noticing it, more and more catastrophes came over the world. When they finally saw what had happened, it was already too late. The folks were
based on Masters of Wind by Trangus

salamander's heart by deinktvis based on SalamanderHeart by magbhitu


Our next poll will be out soon, with another feature to follow!The more you guys submit, the more features there will be! :eager:

And to get your creative juices flowing, a sampling from our "Exceptionally Inspiring" folders:

Of dreams and nightmares by Taiyo85  Free your thoughts by Fatooome  I did not save her from the sea.The pond was small, the cattails fair;
The algae drew a shining veil
Across the waters waiting there
For her to come while wandering
And stare beyond the dreary pale
Expanse of fog and starry glare
Upon the pond within the dale
Where she had ventured, pondering
The many dreams she'd had of late
Of sandy-shores and broken shells
Upon a beach along a strait
And of the ocean shimmering—
She heard the wave's cathedral bells
Come crashing with a dreadful weight
'Till she, afraid of violent swells,
Could no more see the glimmering
Of pearly foam, nor shining seas
But only turbid tempest-doom;
No more the fragrant, salt-laced breeze
That over all was mingling.
Such were her dreams—now through the gloom
She still heard gulls with throatful ease
Sing of the ocean, and the tune
Around her thoughts kept lingering.
I met her then, when stormy waves
Were breaking on her weary mind
And I was unafraid and brave
And as a child foolishly
Believed that if we left behind
The little pond—th
 Purgatory by Venneta High WaterIt took eleven weeks for my stomach to stop turning.
White water reality, broken hands, splintered paddles.
If you ever felt inclined to place your head against my chest again,
you wouldn't hear a heart beat over the roar of water in my lungs.
If you ever desired to wrap your arms around my waist,
you would find that there is far less warmth to hold onto.
For now, we drown in the perfect darkness of canyon waters.
Like infant gods, we chose to carve these wounds into
the very foundation of our fabricated universe.
Deeper than the initials of youthful lovers.
Further inward, past yellow bone and soured marrow.
We've been forever spoiled by the idea of our own greatness.
(But when my body washes upon the shore, I will always try to find you.)
 Mesmerized by Flingling  I am Icarus RedeemedEven when every dream had drowned
and love left me choking on dust
and I felt utterly abandoned by
every aspect of my envisioned life,
something in me set on fire.
Oh, I know heat rises
and I'm lifting off.
God knows where it's taking me,
heaven has yet to shut me out.
Oh, my wings are broken
but at least I'm falling free.
It's the impact,
not my plummeting spirit,
that will throttle the light in me.
 Rest in peace by WiltingBlackRose  Astronauti.238,900 miles away
the Earth gleams in the darkness.
A cat's eye, opalescent blue
flecked with terra verdant,
fifty-two cream colors
of cloud.
Under a heavy lid of night,
it glares. Angry.
Baleful.
As if to say to the Sun:
I was dreaming
of all the fish
in my seas.

As if to ask why
it had to be woken.
ii.
Thoughts are protozoan here;
with glass-thin skin
transparent as the first lie
he ever told as a child.
No,
I didn't steal that candy bar.

He can see the mechanics,
the workings,
the insides.
They divide like dreams,
impossibly smoothly,
Whole and unbroken
as they tear apart. If
he could stretch far enough,
he could pop his home planet
like soap bubble.
Even now,
he's too small
to make much
of a difference.
iii.
238,900 miles away,
there is a small click.
A tiny latch
catching
as his 14-year-old daughter
slides her seatbelt
into place.
She's learning how to drive,
and how to feel a new kind of terror.
Haunting thought
of collision. Of bone
or brick breaking,
of sound
a
 The Psychedelic Garden by Cerque  There Hid the Sacred HollowThere hid the sacred hollow,
gentle with fern and old pine
where my heart thrived when it was very young,
when life stretched endless like a yellow day.
I understood that whatever I was not then,
I would yet learn, and I would find.
But it was false anticipation-
mark of the very young
who sleep too long through a yellow day,
who nestle in the succor of the sweet fern
and old pine, of the sweet yearn
and pine.
 ...in love by oprisco 

That's it for now, guys! Thanks so much for being a part of the Alliance! :w00t:
For more Allied Artwork, please check us out at :iconlit-visual-alliance:

'til next time,

The :iconlit-visual-alliance: Team: :iconladyofgaerdon: :iconevlydia: :iconazizriandaoxrak: :iconquiestinliteris: :iconvigilo:





The Second Allied Artwork Feature from #Lit-Visual-Alliance
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:iconflingling:
Flingling Featured By Owner Jul 23, 2012  Professional Traditional Artist
Thank you very much! :)
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:iconladyofgaerdon:
LadyofGaerdon Featured By Owner Jul 23, 2012  Professional Writer
Welcome. :)
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Fatooome Featured By Owner Jul 19, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
Thanks <3
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:iconladyofgaerdon:
LadyofGaerdon Featured By Owner Jul 23, 2012  Professional Writer
:)
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anaPhenix Featured By Owner Jul 11, 2012
Thank you!
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:iconladyofgaerdon:
LadyofGaerdon Featured By Owner Jul 12, 2012  Professional Writer
Welcome. :)
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:icontaiyo85:
Taiyo85 Featured By Owner Jul 7, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Well thank you so much for the feature! Nice one at that! Great artists here ;)
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:iconladyofgaerdon:
LadyofGaerdon Featured By Owner Jul 12, 2012  Professional Writer
Glad you like. :)
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williamszm Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2012  Student General Artist
Thank you for the feature! It is wonderful. :)
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:iconladyofgaerdon:
LadyofGaerdon Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2012  Professional Writer
You're most welcome. :)
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