As I am weeding through the people I watch, I've been going a bit slow, but I'm being thorough this time.  I regret that last time I may have unwatched people I had meant to keep watching.  There should be an easier way to do this.  I mean, I didn't realize that it's easy to just go to the person's page to unwatch them...so it's better this time around.  Anyway, I'm going alphabetically, and pairing up what I'm doing with what is still in my watchbox so I can in turn look at everything there before I delete it.   Dedication, my friends.  

Through this process, I noticed a great dA writer has left us.  His profile is still up and going so you can enjoy his lovely works, but he is no longer active because of health issues.  I thought I would dedicate a space in my journal to him.

His rhyme and rhythm is outstanding, and he's always got a great twist in his pieces that either shocks you into laughter and smiles or some other unexpected reaction.  I love reading his stuff!  Take a look at some of my favorites from him, including his last piece written as a farewell.
Did you ever 2 Have you ever touched the wind,
Watched a shadow growing tall,
Have you heard a flower open wide,
Or kissed a waterfall?

Have you argued with an echo,
Or plunged a deep abyss,
Climbed a hill, embraced a cloud,
Sang to daffodils in bliss?

Have you plucked the eye of storm,
Invoked a devil's curse,
Tried to hold the tide back,
Stopped an avalanche, or worse?

Have you seen an angel's wings,
Swam an ocean's mighty swell,
Explored the deepest forest,
And danced where faeries dwell?

Then why don't you stop dreaming,
These things will cause you strife.
Get your ass right off that bed,
And get a friggin' life! Can you Can you hear my thoughts
In the clamour of your day
Or at the chill of new dawn
Will you hear what I say?

Can you interpret my sighs
And know what they mean
Accepting a truth
Even though they're unseen?

Can you feel my presence
Wherever you might be
And know that I'm here
And can never flee?

Can you see me in daydream
At those times that we shared
Close moments together
Proving that we cared?

Can you sense my whisper
As you fall asleep
And dream once again
In shadows that weep?

Can you hear my voice
Inside your head
Will you ever forget me
Now that I am so dead? A fractured love She leaned against a gnarled oak tree, dank air a misty cloak.
Let her tears run freely, into its trunk did wetly soak.
A sound came from her lips, a drawn-out mournful cry.
Low clouds echoed it back, thrown down from angry sky.
Her wail vibrated strong, thro' long valley and over lake.
Until it reached a cabin, to snatch her lover wide awake.
His sudden guilt for infidelity did strike that lover strong.
He groaned aloud his true repent for in truth saw he was wrong.
Had lightly spurned her faithful care, was blind in every way.
Perhaps too late he'd known true love, and swore to save this day.
Threw on his clothes and rushed outsid
and his farewell
Season's song Goodbye my friends, it's hard to die,
When all the birds are singing in the sky.
But I've watched my seasons run,
Now my seasons are all done.

But there were things that I've heard,
Like a new-born baby cry,
And in warm summer air,
Two lovers softly sigh.

Goodbye to streams and autumn trees
Where young girls swirled and all the children played
Full of life and hope and dreams
Now I must face Grim Reaper's blade.

Time is near to let go,
I feel no sadness or no pain.
But remember well the touch,
Of a summer's gentle rain.

Goodbye to you, my special one,
You brought more warmth to me than any sun.
When you first touched my hand
Make sure and browse through more of hims pieces.  He never fails to make me smile or cry.   He shall be missed.

Other recent favs from during this weeding process (A-C by deviant name):



I will get through D and so forth soon, I hope.   Give me time, give me time.

Other recent favs