HollyHocks

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Parenting by HollyHocks, literature

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Parenting

If I could put my thoughts and feelings into words I would want you to know that I don't blame you for anything. Life has handed you a hard turn to take And I could not rescue you from your pain. You painted a picture of your surroundings and colored it black and white. You scribbled in some red with anger Smudging in the question why. We have given our heart and soul to you And lost pieces along the way. Broken from the punches that have been thrown from so many different people, events... But, we will not complain. I can't give in and I won't give up On what it is that I believe. I drink the cup of motherhood and you are part o

Such Things by HollyHocks, literature

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Such Things

I cannot get over the stares from them as they wash down their hearts with lust. I am not thirsty nor am I hungry for such things They crown their heart with hands in their pants Savage and low, obvious and weak Flabby muscles drunk with the emptiness of their souls Never knowing, always staring Never drinking, always thirsty They will live and they will die Waiting for the chance that never comes But only in their heads Such an empty, starving place… in their heads Like a dog begging for food that the master will not give They live on the begging in hopes that something will fall to the floor Something they can snatch up an

Dream Witness by HollyHocks, literature

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Dream Witness

Dream Witness I saw you approach him on a sidewalk I had the sinking feeling you were up to no good I kept looking in my rearview mirror for some kind of foul play But your image got lost in the rush hour traffic Now the memory is like a faded dream… Fragmented…, unsure of its history. But you killed him, didn’t you?? You and your hellish hands… Innocent and crippled from fighting for you… You just killed him and walked away. You in your blue jeans and baseball hat… Fragmented and sad, So very sad... When I see you again, I’ll stop and let you know, stranger, That you will not incur your sick

Sleep by HollyHocks, literature

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Sleep

How do I give you words to speak of the blackness? How do I express what is hidden, never seen? If I turn this light on will you be shocked? Will your eyes waken to the reality of what this is?? This that I see… I see it in the darkness… I feel it too. It grovels around but chokes out the living… the life… And sometimes, it’s hard to breathe, All of this… I speak futile words into the air. But it is as if you cannot listen Your ears are beat to deafness. Your lips are frozen still… Sometimes, I am consumed with who you are. And yet, I am so lost with how to find you. Find yourself… Whe

Heartbeat by HollyHocks, literature

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Heartbeat

It comes in waves, it comes and goes I can’t explain it, and no one knows This lonely, tired, heart pulled strings It’s carries a beat, but has no wings I tried to push it out to sea But the wind just blew it back at me I can’t control it, no one can It’s in the palm of another’s hand It keeps on whispering back to me No one else can hear, no one else can see This current flowing deep inside Can’t deny it, cannot hide. And so it goes and so it will come Until this life I know is done.

A Song Without A Chorus by HollyHocks, literature

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A Song Without A Chorus

A Song Without A Chorus (G) There is a tune, It goes something like this. (D) And the Sea (C) follows on (G). (G) I thought it up once When I was making a wish (D) And the Sea (C) followed on (G). CHORUS (Am) Come on my wayward one and see (D) (Am) All that is written here on this tree (D) (D) C'mon, believe!! (G) (G) Well there'll be cake, But to eat it, you must choose, (D) Cause the Sea (C) just keeps following on (G). (G) You've got to play hard, But your shirt, you can't lose, (D) For the Sea (C) to keep following on (G). CHORUS (Am) Come on my wayward one and se

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Parenting by HollyHocks, literature

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Parenting

Reality by HollyHocks, literature

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Reality

The Goal written May 22, 2006 Bleeding through the darkened vine Cramped though I might be Waiting for the evening damp Along the edge of the trees. Glow young moon, glow bright tonight I fear that I might fall Stumbling in this density Beyond the young wind’s call. Strap your arms, tie your feet You may not venture out For your life waits in the mysteries Of a whisper, not a shout. Sing, oh, sing and tell the tale Of when you could not dream Of how you fell and how you lay And how you dared not scream. Where are you mother, my fairest one? You felt as though I do I am your eyes to this new day My heart, to yours is

Reflections by HollyHocks, literature

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Reflections

REALITY You know that things are never as they appear. Something shifts and changes shape, something wilts and dies. Thoughts are mere thoughts ~ they cannot speak the full reality of whatever. You know… I saw you; you created this reality in my head giving birth to reason, but not real. They come and go too. Sometimes your dreams are the only way out of disappointment or a hidden plea for understanding ~ perhaps even salvation. You know… I watched, I saw, I felt… That is all. The “more” will not come here. I am not even sure if it will ever come beyond when it is all over and we transform to wherever and

Sorrow by HollyHocks, literature

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Sorrow

SORROW Swollen and glassy Heavy and dense with moisture. Two eyes staring Holding back the tears. Tears that came from where? From some foreign knowledge of a blessing in The disguise of pain? Trying to unfold its wings in the water–logged wind. Straining for escape, for air that is dry. Forced flat out. Back to the earth. Heart to the sky. Weight pressing down on the body as if to stop its’ breathing. GASP!!! Two eyes staring, blinking Dripping, melting, sinking.

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Raw Faith by HollyHocks, visual art

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About HollyHocks

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Artist // Photography

United States
Deviant for 16 years
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Current Residence: Right now, I am leaving my mark here...
Favourite genre of music: Every spectrum of music except screamy stuff
Favourite photographer: Ansel Adams
Favourite style of art: Whimsical and Fantasy
Operating System: Is good:)
MP3 player of choice: As long a it plays well and has my favorite music, that'll do.
Shell of choice: Sand dollars:o) Well, it is true!
Wallpaper of choice: Wow!!! Okay, I dislike wallpaper on walls, but on my computer, I love my favorite photos
Favourite cartoon character: Elmer Fudd
Personal Quote: Be careful what you say, someone might hear it.

Favourite Visual Artist

My daughter

Favourite Movies

Lord of the Rings and Forrest Gump

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Bruce Cockburn and John Fogerty

Favourite Writers

Frank Peretti

Favourite Games

I do not do video games:(

Tools of the Trade

Paper, a pen, my thoughts and guitar.

Other Interests

Photography, carving, hiking, writing, guitar, camping, music, swimming, oh, the list goes on....

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HollyHocks

Nov 1, 2008

Heartbeat

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It comes in waves, it comes and goes I can't explain it, and no one knows This lonely, tired, heart pulled strings It's carries a beat, but has no wings

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HollyHocks

Oct 2, 2008

Autumn

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It is Autumn here and the sky is crisp and sunny a lot of the time and the air is fresh and clear.  I love this time of the year. Apples are crisp on the trees and taste the very best freshly picked at the orchards.  I can best describe this time of the year as ENERGY.  Autumn is like a shot of adrenaline, a sprint, a burst of exuberance.  Funny though, cause everything is dying and going to sleep as winter approaches.  Perhaps all that lack of nature's energy is transferred to us somehow; decay bringing restored life. Love it, love it, love it!!!

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HollyHocks

Sep 24, 2008

Stranger than Fiction

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Wow, we really live in a strange world.  Sometimes you don't realize it until some blood thirsty monster knocks on your door one day and makes you take a second look to determine if this is real or fiction.  The funny thing is we are all humans and yet it is as though we are creating some sort of mutant creature underneath our skins that is not human.  What are we chasing after?  What are we running from?  Where is the contentment in our lives?  How come there is nothing this world can give us?  Why are we always searching for something more or perhaps something less than what we see?  Why do some of us chase after evil and some of us seek ou

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BlueMeadow193

Nov 5, 2008

Thank you for the fav! ^_^

HollyHocks

Nov 5, 2008

You are welcome. Thank you.

Jaguargandi

Nov 2, 2008

thx 4 the fave div! i made it rofl yah lol im a newb bahaha

HollyHocks

Nov 2, 2008

I know, I see you are new. Welcome to DA. I put you on my watch list if that is okay. I am anxious to see what else you have to post. You started off with a sure bang!!! Loved it and thank you for sharing your talents!!!

Jaguargandi

Nov 4, 2008

lol yah i try to do the best with my pictures. it ok if u put me on wl.

b1gfan

Nov 1, 2008

Just popped in for a friendly hello and a read

for dA poetry

Chosen533

Oct 28, 2008

Thanks a lot xD
But my Camera is a cheap one lol