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@joy-caroline That was great!
Lately, it's been on my brain
Would you mind letting me know
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Thank you!! 😀
Just came up with this on a whim and thought I’d stick it here!
In the woods.
In the meadow
in the woods
listen softly
to the woods
there’s a widow
crying there
and there’s a son
lying there.
In the meadow
in the woods
Listen closely
to all who told
for silver and gold
sing a melody
in the meadow
in the woods.
Sleep now soundly
in the woods
Find your dreamland
filled with dreams
In the meadow
in the woods
Listen hardly
in the woods
for there’s a river
in the woods
Close your eyes with dreams of fireflies
in the meadow
in the woods
The trees are singing
To all who would
so listen closely
to the woods.
A bird is singing
for she knows
the thoughts you whispered
in the woods.
"It's easy to be caught up in stardust and whispers when reality is so dark and loud."
@daisy-torres That’s so beautiful! I love it!
the resident romance ghost; last seen within the pages of a gothic novel
@gracie-l Thank youu!!
"It's easy to be caught up in stardust and whispers when reality is so dark and loud."
@daisy-torres Aw, that was beautiful!
Lately, it's been on my brain
Would you mind letting me know
If hours don't turn into days@abigail-m Thank you!
"It's easy to be caught up in stardust and whispers when reality is so dark and loud."
@devastate-lasting Thank you so much!
"It's easy to be caught up in stardust and whispers when reality is so dark and loud."
Hey everybody.. I wrote a poem that I wanted to share..
<p style=”text-align: center;”>Forever Perfect | A Poem</p>
<p style=”text-align: center;”>The pixie child went out to play
Betwixt the grass and trees one day
With the wind at her back, and soft earth underfoot
Her sight: it was caught, one mere step forth she put
For ’twas a young boy, eyes pure emerald green
His hair jet-black, waving in a breeze unseen
His eye caught hers, and the pixie ran
But it was too late, he held her heart in his hands
The boy came forth, and the little pixie peeked
‘Round the tree, and she gave a small squeak
The boy, he had seen her, the chance was now to run
But her feet were rooted to the spot, she couldn’t move one
The boy now stood beside her, and gave a hello,
He asked the pixie her name, he wanted to know
The pixie tilted her head, and murmured her name,
The most forbidden of things, but she felt he was the same
She stared into his eyes: pools of purest jade,
His smile a dream, only goodness it bade
He reached for her hand, and the pixie shrank back
For if a human ever touched her, her magic she would lack
But this boy, he was different, he was a friend
She somehow knew he was goodhearted, truthful ’til the end
The pixie fought against every rule she could know
Then she took the boy’s hand, and felt herself glow
She knew the power of friendship, stronger than magic
And stronger than that; love, too, she felt ecstatic
She had something for herself, someone to love
Someone to lean on when life became tough
The pixie felt complete, her hand in the boy’s
And they played in the woods, the pictures of joy
From the two children sparked something between
A tender relationship, still buried, unseen
As they played in the wood that day and times more,
The pixie knew it had opened a door
And she knew it was right when her boy she had told
“I love you,” and took his hand to hold
They walked and they played
Over the grasses’ green blades
And shared happiness between the trees
They were forever perfect, ethereal, and always would be.</p>staring at the fields
if nothing's really real
i'll make the winter now my homeAwww, GIRL I LOVE IT!! <3333333 You’re so amazing with poetry!! 🙂
@scripter-of-kingdoms That is awesome! So sweet and beautiful! Fantastic job!
the resident romance ghost; last seen within the pages of a gothic novel
@scripter-of-kingdoms That’s so sweet <3 I love it, thank you for sharing, my friend!
Elen síla lúmenn' omentielvo
@scripter-of-kingdoms AWWWWW MA HARTTT I LOVE THATT!!! That is sooooooo PRETTYYYY oh my wordddd
"It's easy to be caught up in stardust and whispers when reality is so dark and loud."
Remember me softly, on a noisy, hard day.
I remember the words you spoke, before you went away.
We waited at the window, watching for you.
But when word came that you’d run, our sorrow just grew.
Remember me softly, on a noisy, hard day.
I remember you softly, but no longer without edge.
And at night, I can still see your horse, riding into the hedge.
Mama gasped and she cried when she knew
That no longer would we be waiting for you.
The soldiers came to carry you away
and we told them that we hadn’t seen your for days,
which was true.
And from that day forward, I stopped waiting for you.
My friend, didn’t you know?
How it pained us to watch you go?
I still remember you softly, on noisy, hard days, but not without ache, and not without pain.
A bird said she’d heard the gunshots
a few miles away
And trust when I say,
that I remembered you especially well, that noisy, hard day.
"It's easy to be caught up in stardust and whispers when reality is so dark and loud."
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