<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Wed, 29 Apr 2026 14:26:56 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@elizaa/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Carnation Lino Printing]]></title><description><![CDATA[Carnations Woah, so six months is kinda a long time to go without posting... Today I thought I would show you some of the art work I completed last year in lower six. Carnations or Dianthus Caryophyllus]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/art/@elizaa/carnation-lino-printing</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/art/@elizaa/carnation-lino-printing</guid><category><![CDATA[art]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[elizaa]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2018 08:46:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/LcTxR7u1XKae8Zaj594qUJafNyNSBw9svATPAkZ7jZqz3HmAiHg1rja4HeU5Ga7impEDB2y7hJNFgHDeZy4jEK3B3uFksMAHiAd6eTM3pWkkxpgfgczemZWU4fcuJ9mL3N9FAZE5LzY31Vgpjye7j5oHG?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[It has been a while...]]></title><description><![CDATA[I has been three months since I have last posted- I apologise for that as it has been rather hectic in my life as of late. I thought today that I would showcase photographs people have taken of me- taken]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/photography/@elizaa/it-has-been-a-while</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/photography/@elizaa/it-has-been-a-while</guid><category><![CDATA[photography]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[elizaa]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 02 Oct 2017 11:02:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3W72119s5BjWPGGUiZ9pqnZoj8JHYxCCp9dtn2QVeRmqn4Vcgyn5ZydRNCqad3mgEnifyUotfzB69geBM7TPFpn8Yj3FPf1q2seQzvdoszk4qKmuxnJrRU?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Mighty Mountain crumbled to the sea]]></title><description><![CDATA[The Mighty Mountain stood tall, proud, alone. Casting a shadow on what he adored, Howling wind silencing power he’d blown A climbers strong arm. Rocks tearing the cord. The Mighty Mountain cracking under]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@elizaa/the-mighty-mountain-crumbled-to-the-sea</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@elizaa/the-mighty-mountain-crumbled-to-the-sea</guid><category><![CDATA[poem]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[elizaa]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 14 Jul 2017 20:25:24 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Original Poem// Chapped Lips]]></title><description><![CDATA[Chapped lips. Despair. Distraught. How-how could I leave thee? To consume the darkness inside your soul, Once mighty mountain crumbled to the sea Never to return, never to be whole. Running, running, you’d]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@elizaa/original-poem-chapped-lips</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@elizaa/original-poem-chapped-lips</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[elizaa]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 05 Jul 2017 22:05:33 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Congress// Original Poem]]></title><description><![CDATA[This poem was part of my A-level English cousework. It had to be a reaction to the poet Ted Hughes and from a poem in his 'Birthday Letters' I will link below the original poem by Hughes. Congress Oh Prison]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@elizaa/congress-original-poem</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@elizaa/congress-original-poem</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[elizaa]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 25 Jun 2017 20:04:39 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Original Poem// Your Rose Wilted...]]></title><description><![CDATA[Your rose wilted… Your rose wilted as your love flourished. I trusted in you. My love and my faith, My love, you left me undernourished. Leaving me in the realms of the wraith. Your rose wilt’d as your]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@elizaa/original-poem-your-rose-wilted</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@elizaa/original-poem-your-rose-wilted</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[elizaa]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jun 2017 08:41:57 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Original Poem// Wedding Bells Toll]]></title><description><![CDATA[Wedding bells toll Lips trembling; black jaw opened wide Deafening silence tormenting my mind. White veil. Ivory dress. Beautiful bride. Now a black mesh, hands in chains. Confined Rings. Binding us together]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@elizaa/original-poem-wedding-bells-toll</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@elizaa/original-poem-wedding-bells-toll</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[elizaa]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 18 Jun 2017 20:51:30 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Original Poem//  My Feathers are Candle Wax]]></title><description><![CDATA[My feathers are candle wax Fingertips outstretched, much like the bird’s wing Gently soaring. Flying on high. Little notes so sweet silently sings Feathers falling down from treetops at nigh. A beautiful]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@elizaa/original-poem-my-feathers-are-candle-wax</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@elizaa/original-poem-my-feathers-are-candle-wax</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[elizaa]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jun 2017 13:49:15 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Prosthetics// Art]]></title><description><![CDATA[Warning: These are fake cuts.. you have been warned :) Alongside the creation of art, I am an avid member of the prosthetics community, so much so, I am doing my EPQ on Prosthetics. Credit to @cathi-xx]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/prosthetics/@elizaa/prosthetics-art</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/prosthetics/@elizaa/prosthetics-art</guid><category><![CDATA[prosthetics]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[elizaa]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 14 Jun 2017 21:12:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/RGgukq5E6HBS5wvERDA3ZF4P2WKQy2VoZZet1QV2GsXN2nfh6rXNeR11392koubTXPUtzCJr6KfjAdkyRQ1etwNS1fCP6GvuiTo5HCsZKijwgHakuHFbfvdRkXwhkKg?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Original Poem // Three words, Eight letters]]></title><description><![CDATA[Today I thought I'd share something that is incredibly close to me.. one of the first poems I'd ever written. This is something I haven't shown many people, but I thought I'd take the plung and share it!]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@elizaa/original-poem-three-words-eight-letters</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@elizaa/original-poem-three-words-eight-letters</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[elizaa]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 14 Jun 2017 15:31:36 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sparrow Fledgling]]></title><description><![CDATA[Hi! The Beatles 'Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise.' I have had this song swirling around my head]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/photography/@elizaa/sparrow-fledgling</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/photography/@elizaa/sparrow-fledgling</guid><category><![CDATA[photography]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[elizaa]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 14 Jun 2017 09:28:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2dk2RRM2dZ8gbkvz1yNBypLpwUHBnasMpK1zSCzdDQT8BH6QX8DicmjdCyRRh1ChuCxw8tbKAq6LUV3vc9SP1KBQcebLJbf1HtEBau1cY6DSg6Eokhv7KiEcNsCAk7a3EXuwhH64m5V47ac7Dk3GuuqW8EZ6Z5Q494ghk5dJDC?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Eliza's Life// Introduction of @elizaa]]></title><description><![CDATA[A small snippet into Eliza's life Hi everyone on Steemit! I thought I'd first of all introduce you to myself. I am Eliza a 17 year old ammature artist, poet and prosthetic wound designer. I must say, I]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/art/@elizaa/eliza-s-life</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/art/@elizaa/eliza-s-life</guid><category><![CDATA[art]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[elizaa]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jun 2017 23:27:24 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2dk2RRM2dZ8gbkvz1yNBypLpwUHBnasMpK1zSCzdCDhnAponjv1KuSE6cN2jVq6d9Kh15CJXzd2U1TKyXGCyNW1HdeS1YEgY4SM8HMW9mmsvsSuxf1GLkiBMphzBac5g126yDmKnCPDoqNqBhuxutzu9q7KW6TKZtt9ym5xU2A?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>