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Literature
Interrupting the Fall
brittle carcasses
of autumn trees,
naked and bare,
swaying, contorting, like my feeble frame -
bending and breaking, breaking and bending,
under the pressure of
the words i speak to myself:
             simply cold, and harsh,
like an early winter,
interrupting the fall.
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Literature
Guide Me
The shadows of my past, like trembling fingers, strum the song of warfare with my heartstrings and piano-key-ribs.
The ghosts of empty faces, empty shells, waltz to the tune of my miseries.
The war raging inside my head, like the waves of an ocean crashing against the sides of skull, cause me to drown in insecurities so deep within my tired vessel.
I am tired of this warfare.
I am tired of playing the role of some valiant soldier.
I am dimming under the power of the shadows, of the ghosts, of the war inside me –
And my only beacon is you, dear mother.
When the fire rages on, and the music is gone, I will always look to you for guidance – and you will guide me to safety, always ending the war within me.
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Literature
Alive
farthest from my mind
is the thought of turning back
and drowning in a sea of thoughts,
struggling for air -
i do not want my mind possessed,
with whispers of ‘never, never’
rustling within me like a taffeta skirt
across the floor –
instead,
i want to be alive,
not simply breathing –
a survivor, not a victim.
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Literature
Linger
how can i move forward,
when the fingerprints of my insecurities
are still lingering within my chest,
pressing against my ribs like piano keys?
i am just waiting, for the day,
when the saddest parts of me
are overcome with songs of serenity.
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Literature
Insecurities
i could tell you a million tales
of when i stared into the abyss,
and drowned in the thrashing waves
of my own torturous thoughts,
that the dark crevices of my mind
began dragging me under
a sea of endless insecurities
imprinting on my bones.
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Literature
Once
your beauty lies restless behind those
hills, where you fought valiantly. and
the man you once were was brave and kind,
but now you are possessed by a passenger
of darkness, whispering words of your
loneliness.
the man you once were is forgotten, and
the man you are today, is only a ghost, a
shadow, of what you were before.
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Literature
Condemned
beneath the beaten earth they lay,
their dreams condemned to ashes,
and our restless bodies stretch,
for forgiveness, for direction –
survivors of the abyss,
amidst wide-eye, silent soldiers –
so many dead, so many maimed,
how many graves are we standing on, today?
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Literature
August
‘i was up all night again,’
he whispered to the ocean,
his words sweeping across
it’s tempting surface –
‘i was thinking of her,’
       of mara…
‘i couldn’t stop thinking about her,’
       and my mistake…
apologetic words,
ones gone unspoken for too long,
stagger across the waves
and sink to the depths of the ocean floor.
she will never hear them,’
the ocean whispers back –
and with wide eyes, he realises
that voice belongs to her,
       to mara…
and there she stands,
in the midst of the water,
staring at him with those eyes,
those beautiful eyes,
the colour of moss.
i will never hear them,
you’re too far away
.’
she says,
and when she disappears
beneath the waves
he knows what he must do -
return to her.
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Literature
Changed Man
cherishing memories of the
loved and lost,
he peers across the field
with steppingstone eyes,
and realises
this war has changed him –
now, consumed by darkness,
and cornered
by his philosophy of
brutal honesty,
the ghost inside him
watches from behind
those stonewashed eyes –
no one ever said it would be
this hard.
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Literature
Beauty
he held a mirror
up to her face, and
whispered
‘you are beautiful’.
‘looks don’t
interest
me’
she
stated;
and he,
removing the
mask of happiness
he wore,
whispered in
return:
‘that’s because you’ve
never
been ugly.’
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Literature
Entwine
winter entwines its
cold fingers around the trunks
of skeletal trees.
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Ghost
fog wraps around
       bare-naked, skeletal
               trees,
and she wanders
       aimlessly,
               like a lost child
(without him).
he had once told her,
       to be fooled by your emptiness
               is crazy,
there is so much
               more room for
                       bliss
.
but he had ripped
       out her heart,
               and now she is struggling to survive
in this world, alone –
but there is a difference between
       surviving and living,
               and without august, oh darling august,
she has simply existed –
she is a ghost of who she was.
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Madeline Johnston
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“Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness. Armour yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones


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The best way to describe Madeline is fun-loving, outgoing and a wee bit silly. As a green tea drinking and oatmeal-crazed, green smoothie enthusiast, she resides in Tasmania, Australia, where the weather is rainy one minute, then sunny the next. When she isn’t studying her butt off, she is often perusing the internet mindlessly, talking about Star Trek and perfecting her coconut slice recipe.

I am a blogger for Sci-Fi Bloggers and Fat Girl Food Squad.

If you add me on Twitter, send me a message on here, and I will follow you back: twitter.com/writer_madeline

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Daily Deviation:

Soldier, December 3rd 2013

Daily Literature Deviation:

Ocean Captive, April 10th 2013
Soldier, December 1st 2013
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And with the Literature Roadtrip over and the contest closed, I am now able to officially announce the winners. This was an incredibly difficult decision to make, as all of the entires were beautifully written and all of you who entered are fantastically talented. I absolutely loved reading through every single one of the entries, and whilst it took me a while to officially decide, I was able to select three very deserving winners.

I want to say a huge Congratulations! to the wonderful ieatrosepetals for winning the contest. I read that you found your piece to be a bit 'rough' and 'raw'. And whilst it may be those things (only somewhat. I mean I think you are being a bit hard on yourself!) your piece is emotional, honest and very relatable. I really liked it. 

Lastly, I would like to say Congratulations to everyone! You all did a wonderful job :)

First Place:

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ieatrosepetals
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You have won:
3 Month Premium Membership from imaginative-lioness
An Interview and Feature on LiteratureRoadtrip & in imaginative-lioness' journal
Featured on Poets-and-Warriors
3 Critiques from hypermagical
2 Constructive Comments/Critiques from WorldWar-Tori
1 Critique from Tales-of-Tao
5 Comments from imaginative-lioness

Second Place:

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HypotheticalsI could talk about myself forever, you know.
I could lean across the lounge, lay my head on your shoulder and just breathe myself into your skin
and maybe you’d be too drunk to hear the mumbling.
I wouldn’t care. I’d make believe that you were listening.
I’m not a liar
but I don’t know if I’m honest, either
people say twenty-something like it’s supposed to carry meaning
and I’ve never, I never, I’ll never fit in.
When I was six I tricked my classmates into thinking I had a real nose ring.
I danced without care. I won a prize just for smiling.
I wish I was still that girl
Instead of a bundle of hair and ribs and wonky thoughts
vainly trying to straighten out
always stumbling into things.
I could listen to you forever, though.
I’d sink like a stain into the cushions and
make believe that I was talking.
I’m good at that kind of thing.

You have won:

Third Place:

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My Life's RoadtripMy life... my life is like a vortex of emotions
that pour out from me constantly, turbulent
unperturbed by the influx of many people
coming and going about with their business;
as if the world wasn't enough to deal with
now I have to dwell and reside in this little
closet. closets aren't a place for secrets, only
a window where we can reminisce and ponder
on who and what we truly are. Hence I find
myself, waiting; pondering over the many
faces I've held, and not one was consistent
divided into many forms it was...
Happiness


The face of happiness... Ah! How shall I describe it
It is like a dream that I am unable to absolve completely
Picture Doctor Strangelove as a chibi (although he was one)
Or a Pixar movie made out of war, or a Looney Toons
cartoon with bombs pouring out in worthless Afghanistan -
"hey, nobody says the Afghans deserve pity, only lots
of pacifism and fascism," with everyone looking
back at me with shocked and confused faces.
They don't get the joke - b

You have won:
A feature in imaginative-lioness' journal
Featured on Poets-and-Warriors
2 Comments from imaginative-lioness

Over the next week, you will receive your prizes! :heart:
  • Listening to: My Leftovers by Porcelain and the Tramps
  • Reading: Drawing the Global Colour Life by Henry Reynolds
  • Watching: Glee
  • Eating: TV Snacks
  • Drinking: Tropical Fruit Juice

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:iconhappybirthdaysignplz:, dear!
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Kinglorshi Featured By Owner Aug 1, 2016  Student Writer
Happy Birthday! May it be a splendid day, and remind you of the best in life!
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Malintra-Shadowmoon Featured By Owner Aug 1, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
Another happy birthday, my dear :heart:
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LadyLincoln Featured By Owner Aug 1, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Wherever you are, I hope your birthday is as beautiful as you. :heart:
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nightshade-keyblade Featured By Owner Aug 1, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Happy Birthday, Madeline! :heart:
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NathanielFlyingOwl Featured By Owner Aug 1, 2015   Writer
Happy birthday! :hug:
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ithaswhatitisnt Featured By Owner Aug 1, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Happy birthday! :tighthug: :heart: :iconrainbowcakeplz: I hope you have a wonderful day!! 

You're dearly missed :huggle:
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shehrozeameen Featured By Owner Jul 26, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Hi Madeline :)

Its been a long time since you've been gone from dA, and that time is dearly missed. Waiting for whenever you come back :) For sure.

:hug: Happy Birthday, have a good one. Cheers.
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Jade-Pandora Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2015

Happy-New-Year by KmyGraphic

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU!

With warmest best wishes for 2015, with love :heart:

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tommyboywood Featured By Owner Nov 29, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Just met some fine people from Perth. Some Anglo-Indian, a few native.  Really nice experience.  Hope you're ok. :)
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