She takes me back home to a blue sky
with a little red fire in her eye
Her hands eagerly tug my own,
no hesitation left to be alone
So we lay down our shouldered burdens,
not too worried about what lies beyond the curtains
We smile quietly at the inconceivable expanse,
letting our minds rest for a chance
And beneath us the fabric of a trampoline sways,
bowing to her childlike ways
It reminds me of who I was
despite all the pain I caused
"Long ago this was us," I said,
knowing all too soon she would be dead
Yet, her little fingers splayed wide
refusing to let her happiness be denied
"We are home," she cried,
knowing for us there was no better place to hide.
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Amanda Starks
Lover of the dark, fantastical, and heart-wrenching. Fantasy writer, poet, and hopefully soon-to-be novelist who wants to create safe spaces to talk about mental health. Subscribe to my free newsletter at www.amandastarks.com for updates!
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Well, your Snacktime Sonatas made us hungry, and that’s about the highest compliment we have. Food — taste, smell, sensation — is a powerful conduit to the past, to memories pleasurable and painful and sometimes bittersweet, a mixture of comfort and challenge. Congratulations to Penny Fuller for Sativa — it’s a first win for Penny — a hymn to the “secret, unbounded/freedoms” of fresh peas in the pod. The narrative voice of the poem doesn’t really want to be outside, but finds joy in the green things of the earth; this is a lovely work of resilience.
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Comments (2)
Amanda, this piece spoke to my soul in a way I can't quite explain... This was thought provoking and really gave me cause for reflection. I interpreted this as a narrative between two versions of ones self, with the idea that sometimes you have to let certain parts of you go (or die) in order to grow. Such a beautifully written piece that feels so passion driven! Great work!
This was poignant and well-written. I could feel the melancholic nostalgia with every verse. 2 years ago? That's a long time to sit in the archives with no readers. It deserves recognition.