50% off for a limited time!

Get Core

Theme

Display Mature Content

Suppress AI Content

Get Help and Send Feedback

exhale-the-stars on DeviantArthttps://www.deviantart.com/exhale-the-stars/art/Camouflage-507961579exhale-the-stars

Deviation Actions

Sicilian Serenity - A Timeless Moment 15

koalakoker

$2.50

200

Download

More by exhale-the-stars

exhale-the-stars on DeviantArthttps://www.deviantart.com/exhale-the-stars/art/On-the-Other-Side-577307174exhale-the-stars

Suggested Deviants

copper9lives

Literature

The Traveler

She blew in on the last day of summer, arriving just as the wind began, clutching an artist’s portfolio and a hatbox. There was wonder and wisdom in her bright blue eyes, softened by time and crow’s-feet, and a perfect maple leaf the color of flame was caught in her unruly red hair… her perfume hinted of woodsmoke and oak tannins and the spice of faraway, foreign ports. I helped her carry her hatbox from the train station, and when she smiled at me, I knew everything was about to change. We shared a cab to the little seaside town where we were both staying, there on the cusp of the world; it had long been one of my favorite

Literature

Fallow

When I was a little girl, we lived in a house with a nectarine tree. My father tended to it faithfully, watering it and pruning away the dead wood and the branches that would grow too heavy with time, sealing the trimmed edges with care. Each spring, it bore a can-can line of frilly, fragrant petticoat blossoms, cast away wantonly beneath the carnal attentions of buzzing cyprian bees. Each summer, it groaned beneath the weight of fruit, ripening in heavy round golden bellies, basking in the honeyed California sunlight, serene and assured in its fecundity. For a glorious few weeks, we would eat nectarines all day long, in as many creative appl

Literature

Amnesia

Why labor with such diligence, in silent desperation Struggle under time's insistent pace Bowed beneath the metronomic weight and pointing hands, accusing face Catching, unsustained, at evanescent dust motes fired by winter sun Lost within my tale's unlighted hollows Unraveling behind me, skeins of memory ghost like smoke threading thin and wan Acrid in the fire's empty aftermath, bereft by dawn Stir the ashes as I will, no spark now follows Fingerprints and footsteps silted in, landmarks once familiar, now obscured So too the ridges of identity wear away Smooth and voiceless in the echoing vaults of unrecognizant new day Where once resoun

Emily-Byrd

Literature

Unclear

The picture is framed in lakeside mists, We're swathed in blankets And chuckling about how We look like Scottish immigrants, And groaning and grinning, Because we aren't morning people. The sun creeps over a sapphire hill And lights the water on fire We sit and sigh Our bare feet tucked up On the cold wooden pier, And I fit exactly beneath your arm. The scene is utterly clear Shining like the morning; I look up into your face, But I don't know what I expected Because that part Is not so clear.

Emily-Byrd on DeviantArthttps://www.deviantart.com/emily-byrd/art/Window-Portrait-668283382Emily-Byrd

Literature

Happy It Away

Happy it away, it's simple, Happy it away; These speckles of mascara Look like stars upon my face, The droplets on my shirt Are like the kisses of spring rain; It only takes a smile To just happy it away. Happy it away, it's simple, Happy it away The beating in my skull Is like a summer ice cream pain, The catching in my throat Is like a tangled swing set chain; I merely fix my attitude To happy it away. Just happy it away, it's torture, Happy it away; There are no hands around my neck (They're just around my brain) I'll let the tide sweep over me, It will recede again; I'll keep my chin and spirits up And happy it away.

Suggested Collections

Prose and poetry

Literature

She's Not Gone Forever

Her soul's still here Her soul's not gone In the wings of the wind In the first gold of dawn In the joys you share Every break, every tear A frozen rose underfoot In your eyes, dark with soot No flood you pour out No feelings of strife Can extinguish the fire Passion in your life She may hide a while 'Neath the guise of a smile But just give her a taste - With her gifts you'll be graced.

Literature

Like A Leaf Come Away From The Tree

this loss it feels like a leaf come away from the tree which once held it safely securely bound by the promise of an age just one step away from eternity now to be borne away by wind without sound without the promise of a soft landing found

Literature

Watching Children

The old well behind the abandoned train depot was a gathering place for children; I sat and watched them, weekday evenings and weekend mornings, envying their ease of company. Their secret languages were a marvel to me, and I strained to hear as they screeched around mouthfuls of stolen candies, crouched over the gaping chasm into which they hurled the wrappers, sweaters hanging off their small backs like the shrouds of crows. Every so often, one or another would glance suspiciously over a thin shoulder, marking me as an unwelcome intruder, and the lively chatter would reduce to the comforting hum of inside voices used in the open air. The we

Literature and Poetry

Literature

14. Metal Mettle

I was born with a silver tongue, Copper eyes and a gold heart. A grain of salt in my head and skin of obsidian. The silver has tarnished, But it stays slick with lies told , And untold. And retold. My lips seem bruised and discolored, poisoned by the silver within. The copper has oxidized, Turning blues and greens under the force of the salt water of my tears. And all the strife they have seen. The golden heart starts soft and pure Shining in the sunlight. But it is soft. Malleable All too soon it is dented. And pieces taken. It is better known as Fool's Gold, When it glints in the light to attract another. The grain of salt becomes a pearl that is my brain. Over time it shall mold Rolled within my cavity, an irritant until it is beholden as some fantastic beauty of nature. My skin is obsidian. Beautiful and Smooth Shattering off with any amount of force, Sharply cutting to those that try to touch me wrong. I am a treasure trove, Of precious metals and beautiful things. I may

Literature

Making Jam

Poetry is word jam. Boil down the natural sweetness of words And add the sugar of imagery, alliteration, assonance, allusion, figure of speech, meter, and rhyme to taste.

Literature

All's quiet in the deep

Fanged tendrils of forbidden thoughts Twisting with a purpose Squirming to be said, to be made flesh Calling from beyond the veil Moving slowly in the black still water They whisper Fears and doubts, Clouding the edges my eyes in red haze Tempting me with truths And lies. I cannot speak them The words that fester beneath the blade of my tongue Itch for a voice through which to manifest They pester to be named A venom coursing through my veined and slouching heart Daring my lips to part Stop now, cease. You are in violation. There is nothing to see here, Nothing to say. My jaw must stay still And silent Smiling and clenched Do not say the words Do not hint It is betrayal The thoughts have been waiting there forever Wearing me down, Berating patiently Do not speak of them. Their existence is anathema. I have desires I dare not say, Effervescent dreams I could throw it all away I could jump I could fly That was a metaphor That was a lie Never mind, I take it back, Watch my

Camouflage

exhale-the-stars

Published: Jan 18, 2015

105 Views

branch desert hot reptile rocks sand shadow sunny twig warmth arizona camouflage coldblooded

Description

This is the second image I have of the other lizard piece; it's clearer.

Mimicry

Image size

3240x4320px 3.06 MB

Make

Canon

Model

Canon PowerShot SD3500 IS

Shutter Speed

1/318 second

Aperture

F/5.9

Focal Length

22 mm

ISO Speed

Date Taken

Mar 19, 2014, 1:27:22 AM

Sensor Size

3mm

Comments0

Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In

DeviantArt - Homepage

DeviantArt Facebook DeviantArt Instagram DeviantArt Twitter

About Contact Core Membership DeviantArt Protect

Developers Advertise Terms of Service Etiquette

Careers Privacy Policy Copyright Policy Help and FAQ

Watch Team and join our Community Group for the latest updates and activities.

Join Community