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Small Spiral Cat Sculpture by QuirkyBrainiac Small Spiral Cat Sculpture :iconquirkybrainiac:QuirkyBrainiac 5 13 Dog Tags - Blue Wolf, Metal Wolf, and Metal Motto by QuirkyBrainiac Dog Tags - Blue Wolf, Metal Wolf, and Metal Motto :iconquirkybrainiac:QuirkyBrainiac 2 7 2D Hummingbird Sculpture by QuirkyBrainiac 2D Hummingbird Sculpture :iconquirkybrainiac:QuirkyBrainiac 1 5 Pipe Charm by QuirkyBrainiac Pipe Charm :iconquirkybrainiac:QuirkyBrainiac 4 9
Literature
The Truth About Art and Artists
By the sapphire sea I wait,
marveling how the sun’s colors play,
dancing across the wat’ry stage.
My easel lies bare on its stand,
brush poised delicately in my hand,
paint surface hardening in a tan.
Mesmerized, hypnotized I watch
as the cerulean tides wash
upon the emerald algae moss.
My eyes glaze over as I look,
toward the stark white driftwood,
glinting in the light from salty soot.
A buzzing fly breaks my reverie,
bringing forth the forgotten memory,
of the empty canvas of ivory.
Thoughts turn to my mission
and its simplistic origin:
a wandering and floating vision.
To capture but a moment in time
beside the forest of deepest pine
and express the purest of design.
My mind returns and so does my focus,
my thoughts becoming less viscous
as they crawl like urchins boneless.
The brush’s bristles hover
in waiting, wanting the closure
of a piece, finished and over.
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Literature
'Twas the night...
‘Twas the night before Orientation, when all through my head,
many a thought were stirring, with each one made of lead.
The plane was flown with much finesse,
in hopes of landing with quite the success.
At MSU, the students planned their lives and explored the land,
while visions of upcoming classes were close at hand.
And Ilse in her blazer, and I in my tee,
had just settled our minds that I’ll never be free.
When two months later there arose a new year,
I held onto my old life and ways oh so dear.
Away to the dorm I plodded like a zombie,
my roommate clothed in Abercrombie.
The isolation in the beginning of this new life,
was discouraging and full of heartache and strife.
So like Frankie’s Monster I sought to be included,
and though I’ve come far, I still like to be secluded.
With challenging classes at the start of college,
I knew in that moment I’d have much more knowledge.
More quickly than lightning T & C came,
and the syllabus gave more readings tha
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Literature
Shadowman
Shadows dancing on the wall,
waiting, waiting for me to fall.
Taunting and twirling,
my mind left swirling.
Mr. Shadowman pulls his strings,
and his puppets sing strange things.
Their shrieks echo in my mind,
and around broken souls my thoughts wind.
Creatures weep and bawl,
their cries making me crawl.
Bones rattle, clatter, and shake,
making my nerves quiver and quake.
Mr. Magicman waves his fingers,
causing snythes to shoot their stingers,
wraiths to writhe their waking mares,
and imps to scuffle, brandishing their dares.
Flights of never-ending stairs bar my way,
and to that, this is what I have to say:
“Set me free from this damned hell!
All it does is make black tides swell,
and Mr. Voodooman!, release my bonds
and destroy those dried palm fronds!
All they do, in their humanoid forms,
is cause pain and strife...oh the horrid storms!
Why do you keep me from rising above,
and drive away all those I love?!...”
My words are cut off,
making the demons scoff
as Mr. Puppetma
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Literature
Tails
         Thud...thud thud...THUD!  I cracked open the eye closest to where the thudding came from, only to be met with six, sparkling amber eyes—pupils constricted and intent—and little tails flapping all over like brightly banded, writhing snakes.  I flick an ear in their direction, and all rustling stops.  Closing my eye once again, I listen for paws tearing up the ground.  When they’re only a short distance away, I start to rise, baring my fangs in a ferocious roar, eyes blazing.  My display startles the youngest, causing him to skid on the damp ground and hightail it to the nearest bush for protection, the cub’s quivering making the berries fall off.
         His two older siblings keep charging, the female disappearing for a moment before tackling my head from behind, and the male barreling straight into my chest.  I collapse in slow motion, as if their impacts caused it, purring a deep, throaty chuckle.  Rolling onto my back, the cubs pummel my bell
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Literature
Little Soldier
The lonely little soldier on top of the hill
knows he must fall; it's part of the drill.
He appears so lost, and doesn't know what to do...
so he looks with searching eyes up to the great blue.
He thinks and he ponders about what may come,
and while the heavens are uncaring, the wind starts to hum.
A spirited dirge on fluttery wings
is the only clue of what the future brings.
Its whispers tell of ages past,
and how the time has flown so fast.
The little soldier closes his eyes,
letting his heart say its last goodbyes.
Wrinkles tell of experiences taking their toll,
and wearily speak of the years they stole.
Fragile, leathery skin with holes and cracks
show how the little soldier's taken too many hacks.
His comrades have fallen one by one,
each of their landings like fire from a gun.
A crack is heard and he's over the edge, falling.
As he tumbles, his soul answers a calling,
rising above and looking upon the shell that once held him.
The limbo between life and death fades and becomes di
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Literature
Home?
this is a yellow brick house
that is home to many a mouse,
but is not one to me.
this house is a stepping stone
that wears me to the bone,
but i don’t let anyone see.
this house carries voices
that limit my choices,
but i will one day fly free.
this house is so sick
that it sucks my life like a tick,
but i will not fall to my knee.
this is a yellow brick house
that doesn’t attempt to rouse,
but i will carry on, and simply be.
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Literature
Ode to the Senses
Clouds laze around a fiery sun.
Slowly drifting on a vanilla breeze
That tickles the palm fronds with casual fun.
The saccharin aroma wafts along, only to tease
My nose.  I let it encase me with complete ease.
A taste lingers in my mouth: peppermint bliss.
Adding to the cloying layer of vanilla, it makes me beg for more with a 'pretty please'.
Just the thought of more makes me miss
Those lazy days on the beach, hoping to kiss
The waves.  The water's pounding on the rocks
Is pure music, a piano perfectly cascading with the mint's hiss
In my mouth.  The water crescendos and knocks
Into my feet, drenching my socks.
My feet squish through the white, cottony sand,
Which brings me back to the stirring, wat'ry docks.
The soft sand races through my toes, runs through my hand.
This foreign scene is really a soft, fluffy, and familiar land.
Flames lick the sky, and set my eyes ablaze.  Done
Is the day, but the memory remains tangible, like an all-encompassing band.
Though the
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Literature
O Teacher! my Teacher!
Parody of "O Captain!  my Captain!" by Walt Whitman
O Teacher!  my Teacher!  My homework is done,
The paper has weathered my brain, the grade I sought is won,
The end is near, the bell I hear, the students all hurry,
While we all hasten through the hall, the school loud and noisy;
But O no!  no!  no!
O the cursed numbers of red,
Where in the room I sign the sheet,
'Late sign in,' it said.
O Teacher!  my Teacher!  I tried not to be late;
"Rise up--for you a tardy--for you shall answer next,
For you have question number one--for you must answer right,"
For you, teacher, the answer I will give, students' eager faces turning;
Here Teacher!  dear Scholar!
This I must rack my head,
It is a hard one that takes time,
"Oy vey," she said.
My Teacher does not comment, her expression still;
My Teacher does not answer, she has no thought or will;
The answer long, through and through, its end near and done;
From fearful silence the bell's trills ring; I have won;
Go O students, and write O less
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Literature
It's Greek to Me, Take Two
We're all born defenseless,
Vulnerable to the world and its harsh,
Biting nature.
As we grow, we inch our way into the
World,
Into life.
First our hands
They reach out into the great river.
The ripples that are made distort
Our future, making it our
Own.
Like a fingerprint.
This fingerprint becomes a mere
Smudge as we live.
Our arms enter next,
Flowing in seamlessly, effortlessly.
We hold our future tight, not wanting
Change,
However inevitable it is.
We embrace the future in
Adolescence,
And strange thoughts start to occur.
We want to grow up so fast,
Right now.
We claim that sticks and stones are
The only things to break bones, that
Words
Could never hurt us.
But it is the words that truly hurt,
Breaking us down bit by bit.
Young adults, on our way out into the
World,
And we believe we are impenetrable
Thoroughly dunked in the river of life,
Drunk and intoxicated on our imagined
Power.
It is the very Styx that we thought couldn't
Hurt
But it has.  Parents do their best, trying t
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Literature
It's Greek to Me
Oh Dionysus, Dionysus
You are a son of Zeus,
And lord of strong grape juice.
That toxin called wine
Is what makes you divine,
And being God of the Theatre
Aids in making drunken actors teeter
Across the stage in a stupor,
Which makes the act one big blooper.
Oh Dionysus, Dionysus
You have maenads and satyrs
At your beck and call.  You make haters
Of other gods for your flair,
Though they don't envy your father's affair.
After cheating on Hera with Semele,
The plot was planned and the deception was real.
Then he stole you away and into his thigh you went,
To be born on Mt. Pramnos and begin your ascent.
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Literature
The Retired Husband
After he retired, Joe's wife insisted that he accompany her on her trips to Target. Unfortunately, like most men, he found shopping boring and preferred to get in and get out. Equally unfortunate, his wife is like most women - she loves to browse.
Yesterday his dear wife received the following letter from the local Target Store:
Dear Mrs. Harris (alias),
Over the past six months, your husband has caused quite a commotion in our store. We cannot tolerate this behavior and have been forced to ban both of you from the store. Our complaints against your husband, Mr. Harris, are listed below and are documented by our video surveillance cameras:
1. June 15: He took 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in other people's carts when they weren't looking.
2. July 2: Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5-minute intervals.
3. July 7: He made a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the women's restroom.
4. July 19: Walked up to an employee and told her in an official vo
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Literature
Old Friends
A group of 40-year- old buddies discuss and discuss where they should meet for dinner.
Finally it is agreed upon that they should meet at the Gausthof zum Lowen restaurant because the waitresses there have low-cut blouses and nice breasts.
10 years later, at 50 years of age, the group meets again and once again they discuss and discuss where they should meet. Finally it is agreed upon that they should meet at the Gausthof zum Lowen because the food there is very good and the wine selection is good also.
10 years later, at 60 years of age, the group meets again and once again they discuss and discuss where they should meet. Finally it is agreed upon that they should meet at the Gausthof zum Lowen because they can eat there in peace and quiet and the restaurant is smoke-free.
10 years later, at 70 years of age, the group meets again and once again they discuss and discuss where they should meet. Finally it is agreed upon that they should meet at the Gausthof zum Lowen because the restaur
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"Broken" really does exemplify this piece. Your pain is felt through the haphazard yet purposefully placed color. The sad blue hues mir...


This piece, in my opinion, is the best you have so far. The dark backdrop blends perfectly with your graphic tee and raven-black hair. ...

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Hey! I'm a fourth-year college student who's almost done wth degrees in geology and writing and minors in museum studies and astrobiology. I love the arts and sciences, reading, writing, being in nature/with animals, volunteering/working, sports, hanging with friends, etc. I'm goofy and random and adorkable. I enjoy both the complex simplicities and simple complexities in life, as well as everything in between. I post mainly poems and photos these days, along with journals about my wacky family and their zany antics, although I really need to start posting my metalwork and plastic-work and maybe take commissions haha. If you ever want a charm, trinket, etc small-something, message me and we'll work it out! Let me know what you think!!

And stike up a random conversation! I love to talk, so yeah, hit me up ^_^ I'm a very open person, and anything you want to know, just ask! No worries... I don't bite! ..much. O.o Kidding! I'm kidding! Hugging, on the other hand, I will do quite often... :iconbummiesplz::iconbummy1::iconbummy2::iconbummy3::icondummywooplz::iconrainbowwaveplz1::iconrainbowwaveplz2::iconrainbowwaveplz3::iconinloveglomp-plz::hug::glomp::iconslipperyhugplz::iconredbullglompplz::tighthug::iconfurryglompplz::cuddle::icondragonglompplz::iconspiderglompplz::iconcat-glompplz::iconcreepglompplz::iconbeerglompplz::iconeatglompplz::iconclingplz::icontardglompplz::iconglompglompplz::iconbatglompplz::iconninjaglompplz::iconglitterglompplz::iconpancakeglompplz::iconlaglompplz::iconcuteglompplz::iconbunnyhugplz::iconfail-glompplz::iconhorseglompplz::iconpyroglompplz::iconglomglompplz::iconheartglompplz::iconcatglompplz::iconbunnyglompplz::iconbunnehglompplz::iconpumpkinglomp::iconskittlesglompplz::icongwompplz::iconfairyglompplz::iconhyperglompplz::iconlovehugplz::cuddle::huggle::iconsnugglesplz::iconbackhug::iconsnuddleplz::iconsnuggleplz::iconultraglompplz::iconlovecatsplz::iconnewglomp::iconsadhugplz::iconpounceglomp::iconattackglompplz::iconcocoglompplz::iconpuppyglompplz::iconpandaglompplz::iconcameraglompplz::icongrouphugplz::iconpikachuglompplz::iconkittyglompplz::iconnewhugplz::iconzombieglompplz::iconsuperglompplz::iconineedaglompplz::smooch: '5 second hug' contest entry by CookiemagiK:iconsuperheroglompplz::iconmatrixglomplz::iconcookieglompplz::iconcomfortplz::iconhugsareniceplz::cling::icontardhugplz::icondragonglomp::icondragonhug::iconspazhugplz::iconaawplz::iconsweethugplz::iconglompowlplz::icongiraffeglompplz::iconglitterglompplz:

Disclaimer! Please, please, please, PLEASE don't take it personally if I rave about your art, and don't put it in my Favorites. Please don't be offended! I have decided for now, because there is so much amazing art on here and impossible to put it all into my favorites, that I won't be putting anything into that category. If I love your work, I'll tell you and put a watch on you. Okie dokie? Thank you for listening and understanding! And please take no offense if I call you "dude" in a message; I call everyone dude for emphasis because they rock, regardless of the connotation of 'dude' :)

And PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE...... NO TAGGING!!!!!!!!! I never do it and it is just irksome. Please and thank you for respecting this!!! Much appreciated :D
HEY EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Thank you for being so patient with my delay in posting my physical art, I really appreciate it!!  So gooooo and check it out, and I'll be posting more once these four posts have a substantial number of views!  And please let me know if you want anything, and we'll work something out! :D  :icondragonnym:Dragonnym can vouch for my metal work here on DeviantArt!

Oh!  And go see my mom's work here on DA and Etsy!!
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  • Listening to: My thoughts going crazy in the best way!
  • Reading: What I'm writing :P
  • Watching: Magical pixels appear :O
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  • Drinking: See above...haha

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Dragonnym Featured By Owner Nov 29, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Where ya been quirky 
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iAnubis Featured By Owner Oct 13, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Aww, you gave me a llama badge too! How do you give badges? :P Thank you! 
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QuirkyBrainiac Featured By Owner Oct 14, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
You go to the person's page, and in the upper right there should be a button to give something, then you click llama, and go from there :P
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iAnubis Featured By Owner Oct 15, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Awesome, thanks. 
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QuirkyBrainiac Featured By Owner Oct 16, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Anytime!
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iAnubis Featured By Owner Oct 13, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Heya! Thanks for commenting on my page; I'd no idea how to find you, lol. I'm finding my way around! I got a llama badge yesterday, lol. ^^ 
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QuirkyBrainiac Featured By Owner Oct 14, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Haha nice XD  Yeah, that's why I found you :P :glomp:
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Dragonnym Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
I'm hommmeee
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QuirkyBrainiac Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Eeeeeeeeeeep *epic glomples*
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