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April sighs



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Sun Apr 14, 2019 5:17 am
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Charm says...



april sighs


I'm a week late but here I am! I haven't written poetry in a long time but I want to get back into it. I'm not really looking for harsh critics. If I feel I want to have my poems reviewed I'll post them in the green room, but I'd love some comments!

2016 - late night poetry from my trusty notebook
2017 - traveller with a broken heart
2018 - don't expect greatness
Last edited by Charm on Fri Apr 19, 2019 11:38 pm, edited 2 times in total.
Even if I'm slow I will walk with my own feet, because I know this path is mine to take, I will never lose my dream.

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Sun Apr 14, 2019 5:58 am
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Charm says...



#1 — winged and small

April sighs gently and blows ripples into the ponds
left by recent spring showers
where blossoms float like fairy boats
and dock against the dirt shore.

I used to imagine myself
winged and small
living in the wild.

The blades of grass were taller than me,
the flowers skyscrapers.
I made my house out of twigs and leafs,
my furniture out of walnut shells and twine.

The perfumed breeze would flow
through the cracks in my tiny house.
I would sunbath on top of daisies
until my cheeks and nose were rosy pink.

In the evening,
cicadas would sing their high-pitched song,
frogs would croak along,
and I would rest on a dried grass mattress.

winged and small.
Even if I'm slow I will walk with my own feet, because I know this path is mine to take, I will never lose my dream.

— BTS
  





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Sun Apr 14, 2019 9:18 pm
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bluewaterlily says...



So beautiful and lyrical! Can't wait for the rest of your NaPo poems!
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