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Wed Apr 01, 2020 2:18 pm
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Magebird says...



april 1st, 2020: march showers and april flowers

a blanket of dull gray
hangs heavy in the sky.
i can’t remember
the last time it parted
to show the sun.

i stare out my window
at the world i can
no longer touch.
i can’t even feel the rain
dancing on my skin
or the cool breeze
rushing in through
my open window.

but then my room
starts to lighten,
sunlight dancing across
the faded, chipped
frame of my window.

and as the first bird
of the morning
gives its wake-up call,
i realize
that spring is finally here.
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Thu Apr 02, 2020 1:18 pm
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april 2nd, 2020: too much

i used to build towers
out of little tiny blocks.
it wasn’t how you were
supposed to play
the game,
but i loved seeing
a new way
to place the blocks.

the rules said
you were supposed
to take the tower apart,
block by block.
you won if it
didn’t fall.

i never wanted
my towers to fall.

but now
i have to dismantle
the towers
i so excitedly built
and i’m scared
that they’ll go crashing
down to the ground.
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Fri Apr 03, 2020 1:17 pm
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Magebird says...



april 3rd, 2020: alive

it’s raining again today.
i look out my window
and see the droplets
dancing on the surface
of our little pond.

there’s a gentle drumming
on my window sill.
the droplets are too small
to be seen
but loud enough
to be heard.

i want to stand
in the rain like
i did on my
thirteenth birthday -
balanced carefully
on the top of the
staircase leading to
our back door.

i want the rain to
wet my hair,
soak my
old, faded t-shirt,
tickle my skin,
and make me feel
truly alive.
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Fri Apr 03, 2020 2:15 pm
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i love this one so much!
this part:
i want to stand
in the rain like
i did on my
thirteenth birthday -
balanced carefully
on the top of the
staircase leading to
our back door.


absolute nostalgia! i remember standing in our balcony, just between shelter and exposure, and feeling a gentle spray over me - and oh god the smell. this poem is so, so lovely - i 'll be keeping up with your thread!
I was eleven years old
and I'd lost my mother,
and my soul.
And the crucible
gave me you.

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Fri Apr 03, 2020 2:44 pm
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Thanks, @hiraeth! I wanted to have as much imagery as I could in the poem, but I wasn't sure if that would be too specific to me - I'm glad you can relate to it.
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Fri Apr 03, 2020 4:12 pm
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Liberty says...



Hm, it's hard to choose one, but I guess you could say the first one "march showers and april flowers" is my favorite so far! Especially this bit-
a blanket of dull gray
hangs heavy in the sky.
i can’t remember
the last time it parted
to show the sun.


I'll be keeping track of your wonderful poems! :3
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Sat Apr 04, 2020 1:13 am
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mckaylaam says...



You're doing great so far! I can't wait to read the rest of your poems :)

My favorite part had to be the last stanza where you wrote
i want the rain to
wet my hair,
soak my
old, faded t-shirt,
tickle my skin,
and make me feel
truly alive.

There was a thunderstorm here today where I live, and I can relate to this feeling that your poem describes.

Keep up the great work!
And I love the thought of being with you,
or maybe it's the thought of not being so alone.


  





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Sat Apr 04, 2020 2:40 am
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Katteex says...



Jaybird wrote:april 2nd, 2020: too much


i never wanted
my towers to fall.

but now
i have to dismantle
the towers
i so excitedly built
and i’m scared
that they’ll go crashing
down to the ground.


I feel this stanzas, goodness. There are things we're all scared of losing. Things that are just so valuable for us. But then there would be times, when we ourselves have to detach ourselves from it.

Your poems are raw with emotions wow. Keep writing! I'm looking forward to it.
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Sat Apr 04, 2020 1:47 pm
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Magebird says...



@Liberty, I'm glad you liked that part! That's actually one of my favorite parts of that poem, too.

@mckaylaam, I was actually watching the rain fall outside when trying to come up with something to write about - I guess we were both dealing with rainy days! :P

@Katteex, that's definitely something I need to work on, too. :)
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Sat Apr 04, 2020 3:16 pm
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Oh no. the 'raw emotions' was a compliment haha i liked it
Last edited by Katteex on Sun Apr 05, 2020 12:16 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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april 4th, 2020: white picket fence

don’t think

about how you haven’t
been outside of the confines
of your yard
for almost a month.
just you, your mom,
your dad, your brother,
and your three cats
all locked up
together in one little house.

about how the noise
of your neighbor’s lawn mower,
the chirping of
the springtime birds,
and the quacking of the ducks
in the yard behind yours
covers up
the desperate cries of
those who lost
their loved ones.

about how you have the luxury
of staying home
with your nonessential family,
fearful of the future
but not fearful of
the all-too-infectious present.

about how you can
tune into the news
when convenient.
you’re not waiting
for help from a government
that’s still dragging
its feet, more than a month
into a deadly pandemic.
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Sun Apr 05, 2020 3:13 pm
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Katteex says...



I see you wrote another quarantine-inspired poem. It's really a tough time for all of us :( But what was striking was the government shade!!
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PrincessInk says...



ahhh your last poem hit so hard Jay <3

nonessential family


especially that part :(
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Sun Apr 05, 2020 4:09 pm
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mckaylaam says...



Your last poem is definitely super relevant today for a lot of people. I'm currently stuck at my apartment in my college town and last night I'm pretty sure I heard people partying across the street, which if that was the case, that is really upsetting because they're putting so many people at risk, whether they know it or not. Anyway, it was a very well-written poem, great job!
And I love the thought of being with you,
or maybe it's the thought of not being so alone.


  








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