Rewriting The Story
Melting The Ice... Tear Out The Pages
it's like ice, she said
the contents of my heart
shaded in black, but filled in with red
*
tattered are the corners, jagged the edge
torn from the pages of a fairytale
it's like ice she said
*
i let the thought run away with my head
the idea of it, soft and smooth, still unbroken
shaded in black, but filled in with red
*
it's like ice, she said
not at all what i'd planned
shaded in black, but filled in with red
*
i fell for the ruse
let the game make the rules
all i've to show for it, is broken and bruised
*
maybe i'll start over, create my own, instead
leave the fairytale for make believe
it's like ice, she said
shaded in black, but filled in with red
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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The Sun Rose on Us
In the tender glow of dawn, there's a profound magic that whispers of new beginnings and unspoken promises. It's in these quiet hours that hearts find themselves entwined in a dance as old as time, moving to the rhythm of shared glances and unguarded smiles. The revelation of love, unexpected and unbidden, often catches us unaware, like a sudden downpour on a clear day. It's not just the curve of a smile or the melody of laughter that ensnares the heart, but the myriads of intangible threads that weave two souls together. The way a person's presence can light up the darkest corners of our existence, or how their absence can cast the world in shadow, speaks of a connection that transcends the mundane. Love, in its essence, is an act of bravery, a leap into the unknown with the hope that someone will be there to catch us. It's a choice to see the light in another, to embrace their quirks and idiosyncrasies as the unique melody that complements our own. To love is to accept the risk of loss, for it is in the very act of loving that we expose our most vulnerable selves. Yet, it is also in loving that we find our greatest strength, the courage to stand in the face of life's tempests with the conviction that we are not alone. The tapestry of life is richer for the threads of love woven into it, each one adding depth and color to our days. To say that one cannot imagine life without the other is to acknowledge the profound impact of their light on our path. It is to admit that in the vast expanse of the universe, we have found our anchor, our haven in the storm. Love is not merely a feeling; it is the very foundation upon which we build our lives, the compass that guides us through the labyrinth of existence. It is both our greatest vulnerability and our most potent source of power. In the end, love is the legacy we leave behind, the stories that will be told long after we are gone, the force that binds the fabric of the universe together. And so, as the sun rises, casting its golden light upon the world, it is love that stirs within us, urging us to embrace the beauty of the moment and the possibility of forever.
By Mercedes Chavez4 days ago in Poets
When We Were Very Young
In another box set that my parents got me when I was younger contained four books by A.A. Milne. 'When We Were Very Young' is a collection of poems that Milne wrote for his son Christopher Robin. This is a book that is full of references to Mr. Edward Bear, but a lot of the poems give some various descriptions of life of a very young child and where, when, how and why they do what they do. The illustrations are quite cute for you can see what Christopher Robin is and may be thinking. Also, Pooh Bear does make his self-known at various points. I have read these verses many, many times over the years and each time make me feel good about myself.
By Mark Graham2 days ago in Critique
Comments (6)
Ooo this was amazing!!! Every line held an undeniable allure
"shaded in black, but filled in with red" Loved that line the most! Your Villanelle was so powerful!
Your villanelle definitely comes together as a cohesive story.
Powerful!!
Awesome .
Wonderful job. Nicely done.