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The Sound of Courage
she doesn't just smile when she confronts the darkness;
she laughs
even as her hands shake.
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Literature
Bookshelf Nomad
I wander endlessly, but I am never lost
in
A Book of Lies and
The Ocean at the End of the Lane
in
Mr. Darcy’s Diary
Nevewhere and
Ink and Bone
Through
A Tiger’s Curse that leads me to India and
The Heretic Queen who sweeps me down the Nile
To
A red train that whisks me off to Hogwarts while
The ship Amina Pennarum flies me to the Magonia skies
Where
Demons misplace the antichrist and
Angels sell secondhand books
and seven kingdoms are ripped apart by usurpers and would be Kings
“…All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost…”
We wanderers wonder
ceaselessly
and do not wander
aimlessly
but are
Constantly winging through the shelves, delighting in the next great adventure
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Literature
I Hope You Dance
I hope you dance when you think of me
With every step every twist every turn
I hope you dance and laugh at the world
And feel me laugh with you
I hope you dance when time stands still
When an eternity exists within a single note and
When it races forward and changes you without me
I hope you dance to the beat of your heart
To the music that was my solace
I hope you dance to my favorite song
When nothing else of me remains
I hope you dance and feel
Me and You and
Us together
I hope you dance through the tears
I hope you dance when your body is stiff
I hope you dance and dance and know
I always dance with you
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Literature
Silence Is
The deafening pain and loneliness and
fear
I scream
from every fiber of my being that no one cares to hear
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Literature
Wanting (What They Have)
Can you miss the touch of something you’ve never held?
The soul-searing ecstasy released by a lover?
The breathtaking hum in your bones from their devoted depthless gaze?
Is it possible to feel heartbreak and loss and hope all in one breath?
Is it possible for a heart to be empty and cracked and bursting with love within the same beat?
Some say a broken heart still beats is that the answer?
Can you mourn the loss of something you’ve never known?

We feel its absence We hold a place for it
waiting
To fill the hollow barren nothing that aches beneath our ribs
and yet
I smile
If there is a void then something must fill it
If I feel its empty echo something must belong there
So I’ll watch jealously as others bask in what my soul longs for
So I’ll cry Alice’s ocean of tears when I fear I’ll never find you…
Never fill the vast galaxy of want and need and hopeful resolution that
Waits and yearns and screams for its stars and moon
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Literature
Let it Be UNlike the Roses in Your Garden
Her lips as red as a red rose, the
color of love and passion and lust and
You can’t grow just roses in your garden
they always mean something more like
the white dress and the bright diamond
your daughter will wear tomorrow it’s
her way of telling the world what she isn’t without
words
If she heard the whispers her eyes would blaze
like lightning
and I’d beware her cold glare but I
don’t fear her red lips that simper and smirk
and kiss the very air with words
(acoustic disturbances) that
are more complicated than you
think
Like the universe, molecular and limitless
complex atoms and matter and
nouns and trees and
sounds that change and
chicken scratch on a whiteboard trying
to figure it all out but can’t because
they always mean something more like
the roses in your garden
that books and poets and songs and you and I
have made heavy with history that isn’t
real but plastic stuck
to the side dragging it through
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Literature
Letters to Heaven
Dear Jesus,
Mommy says I can talk to you when things are bad.  Well I feel bad right now so I’m talking to you.  Sometimes I’m so cold, but Mommy feels my forehead and says I’m too hot.  Some days, when I play and chase my brother I get tired and he has to carry me to the couch.  Daddy says you can do anything, even go all the way across the monkey bars!  Can you make me feel better?  I promise I wont bite Josh anymore.  I’ll be extra good at church too.
Love, Emily Walters
Dear Jesus,
I told Mommy that I prayed that you would make me feel good.  It’s taking a long time.  Mommy says that sometimes you get really busy because you have a whole world to save.  That’s okay.  I can wait.  Kelly broke her arm so you should help her first.  And maybe you could fix my cough?  
Love, Emily Walters
Dear Jesus,
At school they said Josh’s mom went to see you.  I don’t understa
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Literature
Empty Cybernetic Pen
Year: 2075
Location: 42.2814° N, 83.7483° W
Unit: MiA2.9634.2
. . . . . . . . . . .
She sits to transcribe and she reaches for her screen
She pauses when it doesn’t respond
It’s important?//ERROR-cannot locate [?] function-//
She scans her desk  Behind her screen unit she finds a dusty forgotten ink-filled cylinder
She can’t remember what it’s called
She knows it transcribes but she finds she can’t remember________how
—A cyborg incarcerated inside her human flesh
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Literature
Bloody But Unbowed
War has a price.  I pay it so they don't have to.  
I scrubbed my hands over my face and pushed my hair off my forehead before I heaved myself up off the rotting log I’d been sitting on and stomped to where my second was briefing the next group of scouts. The previous group hadn’t returned yet, and they were late. Our watchmen, posted high in the trees stretching two miles in all directions around the camp, had never whistled to acknowledge that those men were even in our territory. That always meant one of three things: the scouts were dead, they were injured and dying, or they were captured, being tortured, and then killed.
Rhys saw me approaching and gave a quick nod before giving final orders to the two young men and one woman in front of him and sending them off. Together, we watched them march through our camp’s battered gate. As it closed behind them, Rhys grabbed my bicep and met my hard eyes with his own.
“We don’t know they’re dea
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Literature
Hell Inside Our Head
Apparitions,
apparitions appear, abstract
faces shrouded in darkness,
descent
into
shadows
Beastly bygones
Smother
an empty
World
Caustic Cacophony
Clutching Corpses
Deformed devils,
OUT WITH YOU!
Every soul has its price.
What’s yours?
Father who is
in Heaven, why
are we
forsaken?
Heaven has rejected Hell!
but there’s a little Hell in
everyone destined to be
apparitions trapped
inside icy inverted
existence
Justice, some call it
jeer at the Dead
Penance, some call it
locked inside their head
Keening cries caress jagged memories
Were we ever even alive?
Legends, they call us,
Lies,
as if we were something to fear.
They’re right.
Maybe we
were once alive
Maybe we
had a soul
Maybe we

Night is our playground
Do you want to play?
Only so long as you know
winner takes
all
we all played once.
We Lost.
Play a little game with me
Play a little game with me
Play a little game with me
Quick before Heaven
casts you out
Realize the Hell
Buri
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Literature
I Learned To Fly In A Room Full Of Mirrors
Racing anticipation
Heart pounding
Eager, bursting from my chest
Inhale
Exhale
My chance to fly
Inhale
Exhale
Prep
My arms, downy wings, open, catch the wind
Tombé
pas de bourrée
glissade
 
                                 LEAP!
Elation burns my face
Fly into Mirror World
Dancing my dreams, alight in the air
Impossible to fall back to Earth.
Land in the air, turn a chainé en plié
Sail into the sky
Turning stag leaps through diaphanous clouds
Bending back, I soar, what felicity is flight!
Chainé out of my leap, waltz into space
123, 123, 123
Gravity can never catch me.
Don’t stop yet, only halfway to the stars!
Fouetté
Fouetté

Spinning en pointe
Sailing higher HIGHER,
Pas des deux with the swan in the night
Up through the stars, my stage for dreams
But freedom is a flighty friend
Every dance ha
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Literature
If You Miss Me Hold a Seashell to Your Ear
A kaleidoscope of colors burns before my eyes
Rippling, bubbling, tumbling, distorting fading skies
First cold and biting, now a comforting embrace
Cradles my tired body as I sink without a trace
My kaleidoscope is dimming, bubbles lose their shine
As darkness creep around me, my lungs begin to pine
For salty ocean air far above my cloudy head,
Up down left right?  It won’t matter when I’m dead
Like a siren song it pulled me, crashing waves a melody
Bubbles kissed my breath away tides danced me out to sea
Down down they pulled until blue-green turned black
Cold currents soon began their sorrowful attack
Bearing ever deeper, squeeze my fluttering heart
Thump thump thump silence, never to restart
Churning currents still, caress my cold pale face
Gently lay me down in my chosen resting place
The ocean is my home I know its blue depths well
I thrive beneath the surface, relax upon the swells
Who saw my tarnished aching soul, broken just a tad
Who set me free who gav
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Literature
ME
Innocent and pure as the stones on my finger
Adventurous in a mundane world
Meddlesome but just trying to help
Brave even when no one is looking
Energetic at any time of the day
Awkward and gangly, tripping on thin air
Unique in my style, in my speech, in my thoughts
Teasing just to bring out a smile
Imaginative weaving worlds of my own
Fearless when protecting those that I love
Unforgettable in an endless sea of faces
Loved by my friends, by my family, by my God
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she doesn't just smile when she confronts the darkness;

she laughs

even as her hands shake.
The Sound of Courage
So this is just another attempt as some minimalist poetry. I was actually inspired by something a friend of mine said, although can't remember his exact words. It was something along the lines of we can choose to be brought down by all the darkness in our lives, or we can smile about it. And that kind of stuck with me. It reminded me of a character from an epic poem in a book I read dozens of time as a child, Two Princesses of Bamarre, by Gail Carson Levine. The character was an epic hero named Drault, whose legend was told in an epic poem named after him. He was called Drault the Laugher because no matter what he faced, he laughed. All of this combined made me think of what a true hero is. It isn't the person who has the fanciest super powers or fanciest weapons. It isn't the person who thinks they can take on the world because they are big and strong and loud. The truest hero is the person who smiles and laughs and doesn't back down even when they are terrified, the person who might not know if they will win, but will try nonetheless. It's a feeling I can't properly put into words, but I did my best.
As usual, I hope you enjoyed this!
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I wander endlessly, but I am never lost
in
A Book of Lies and
The Ocean at the End of the Lane
in
Mr. Darcy’s Diary
Nevewhere and
Ink and Bone

Through
A Tiger’s Curse that leads me to India and
The Heretic Queen who sweeps me down the Nile
To
A red train that whisks me off to Hogwarts while
The ship Amina Pennarum flies me to the Magonia skies
Where
Demons misplace the antichrist and
Angels sell secondhand books
and seven kingdoms are ripped apart by usurpers and would be Kings

“…All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost…”

We wanderers wonder

ceaselessly

and do not wander

aimlessly

but are
Constantly winging through the shelves, delighting in the next great adventure
Bookshelf Nomad
I am so glad I wrote this poem. Reading has been such an integral part of my life for so long, and I still can't fully articulate my love for the written word. No matter where you are, you have friends in your favorite books. No matter where you are stuck in life, there is always adventure to be had. Even if you never travel outside your hometown or your state or country, you can traveled to the most fantastic places if you simple read a book. I guess that's the feeling I tried to write about here. Anyway, every book I've mentioned here is real, and has touched me in some way. It's easy to find the right inspiration when a whole shelf of it is literally a foot away. Hope you enjoyed this!
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I hope you dance when you think of me
With every step every twist every turn
I hope you dance and laugh at the world
And feel me laugh with you

I hope you dance when time stands still
When an eternity exists within a single note and
When it races forward and changes you without me

I hope you dance to the beat of your heart
To the music that was my solace
I hope you dance to my favorite song
When nothing else of me remains

I hope you dance and feel
Me and You and
Us together

I hope you dance through the tears
I hope you dance when your body is stiff
I hope you dance and dance and know
I always dance with you
I Hope You Dance
Another work that has sprung from my attempts to regain my inspiration for writing. I have to say, this is probably my favorite thus far. As a former dancer, dance has always had a special place in my life. One of the only things that has ever meant more or been able to influence me more is music, something that is integral to dance. Although in relation to dance music can mean anything. But I digress.

Dance is freedom and love and hope. It is something that is always moving forward and evolving, but keeps certain aspects of its past. It's a beautiful reflection of life. I hope this does it some semblance of justice.

This is still a draft. I have a few ideas of how I could improve this, or maybe change it or spread it out into a series. But for now, this is it. I hope you enjoy it!
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The deafening pain and loneliness and
fear
I scream
from every fiber of my being that no one cares to hear
Silence Is
Once again, this is another work that is part of my attempt to get my inspiration back. My work is usually longer as I generally have a hard time expressing the feelings and emotions I want to convey in a short,  concise manner, so this is my first real attempt. Hope you enjoy it.
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Can you miss the touch of something you’ve never held?
The soul-searing ecstasy released by a lover?
The breathtaking hum in your bones from their devoted depthless gaze?

Is it possible to feel heartbreak and loss and hope all in one breath?
Is it possible for a heart to be empty and cracked and bursting with love within the same beat?

Some say a broken heart still beats is that the answer?

Can you mourn the loss of something you’ve never known?



We feel its absence We hold a place for it
waiting
To fill the hollow barren nothing that aches beneath our ribs
and yet

I smile

If there is a void then something must fill it
If I feel its empty echo something must belong there
So I’ll watch jealously as others bask in what my soul longs for
So I’ll cry Alice’s ocean of tears when I fear I’ll never find you…
Never fill the vast galaxy of want and need and hopeful resolution that
Waits and yearns and screams for its stars and moon and sun to find their way back
Home
(Loved)
Wanting (What They Have)
This poem is basically the result of trying to get my inspiration back. The feeling I am trying to describe is eluding me. I know the feeling and emotion I'm looking for, but trying to get this odd mixture of emotions down in written word seems to be impossible, and I can't do it justice. I haven't been able to write in a long time, but, for now, free writing and the resulting travesties i deign to call poetry will have to do until my inspiration for my larger projects returns to me.

Despite all this, I hope you enjoyed this poem.
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MizzMoris
"Boxy"
Artist
United States
ME: a cosplayer, a writer, a dancer, a dreamer and a future New York Times Best Seller-Hopefully ;) hahaha. That's me. If you don't like it, that's not my problem. I am who I am. And that's all that matters.

Current Residence: OC
Favourite genre of music: EVERYTHING
Operating System: Mac
MP3 player of choice: iPod
Personal Quote: I'm tired...
Interests
Hey all, MizzMoris here.  Yeah, I've been gone a while, but things have been super busy.  I recently returned from studying abroad in England, and now I am taking summer classes.  I'm finally getting things figured out so I plan on being much more active on here.  Partially. 

So, I've decided that this page is going to be for my costume and fashion designs, work-in-progress snapshots, and final shoots of the costumes and fashions.  I encourage critiques on all of these.  I'll probably start by uploading some designs and concepts since I don't have a job at the moment and therefore cant afford to buy material for actual projects. 

Now, writing is still my main passion and what I devote most of my time to.  However, I'm not a huge fan of publishing on this site.  It's nice, but I find other websites work better.  So, if you want to critique my writing, or just read it and, hopefully, enjoy it, please go to by FictionPress account at www.fictionpress.com/~mizzmori…  I haven't been very active on that website either, but now that my three-year stint with writer's block is over (FINALLY) I am going to start uploading more.  Please check it out and let me know what you think about my writing.  It would be extremely helpful since writing is what I want to do with my life. 

Anyway, yeah, just a brief update!  I will be much more active both here and on FictionPress and hopefully you few people that actually watch me will like what I do! 

Over&Out
~MizzMoris

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:love: Thank you for the favorites, it really means ever so much to me that you enjoy my artwork! I invite you to add me to your watch so that you can see all the future beaded and stitched pieces I have planned! :blowkiss: Just think of the sparkles... :squee:
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I am interested in the Austria glasses you have for sale
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Oh, I'm sorry they aren't up anymore. I've already gotten rid of them :( I'm really sorry... I probably should have posted something about that. I can, however, suggest where to come by a different pair. Mine were just my mom's old prescription glasses with the lenses popped out. I'm sure secondhand stores would have an inexpensive pair, or the Salvation Army. Again, I truly am sorry for the confusion. Good luck!
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