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I pray for wind
to press air into my depressed lungs,
for a gust
to blow my mind,
removing the black clouds,
for a gale
to push me forward,
out of this airless,
lifeless state of mine.
I am
nothing but a dried leaf,
crumpled on the ground.
Please god, breathe
your breath of live
into me (again).
Let me dance
on the invisible wings
of your power.
to press air into my depressed lungs,
for a gust
to blow my mind,
removing the black clouds,
for a gale
to push me forward,
out of this airless,
lifeless state of mine.
I am
nothing but a dried leaf,
crumpled on the ground.
Please god, breathe
your breath of live
into me (again).
Let me dance
on the invisible wings
of your power.
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Blood Mother
I love you in your inexistence
rabbit’s ear
baby’s breath
you are dust
but you are
mine.
Misadventures and
dew drop mornings
small curls
large eyes
my bones cannot knit your future.
Sunsets and moonbeams
sleep burdens our eyes
your soft lips sigh
there is a better world for you
than this.
-D.E.M
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Hometown Glory
Once, back when I was in school, the teacher played us an old song from back before America collapsed and Panem was formed. It was called, if I recall correctly, Hometown Glory. I had long ago forgotten the tune and words, but I remembered the name. I also remembered that the teacher explained to us that a hometown used to mean the place where a person grew up, where his or her roots were. Memory is a strange thing.
It was that song title I was thinking of when I heard that Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark were coming back to Twelve. Our hometown glories. This year, all of Twelve had watched the Games with bated breath, instead of our
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Youth
A thousand burning candles
lighting up a temple.
With the quenching of the last flickering flame
the aegis falls,
and the sacred building crumbles.
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This is my entry for the #Dreamers-Welcome challenge of July: Wind
Luckily the deadline has been extended until today, so I am still in time
Fun fact: Did you know wind is exactly the same word in German? There's only the little difference we Germans write all the nouns with a big letter at the start. So in Germany it is actually Wind.
-> See the challenge here: fav.me/d6bw8fk
-> See all the other lovely entries: dreamers-welcome.deviantart.co…
Air is not your element?
Try one of those then:
Earth
Water
Fire
Luckily the deadline has been extended until today, so I am still in time
Fun fact: Did you know wind is exactly the same word in German? There's only the little difference we Germans write all the nouns with a big letter at the start. So in Germany it is actually Wind.
-> See the challenge here: fav.me/d6bw8fk
-> See all the other lovely entries: dreamers-welcome.deviantart.co…
Air is not your element?
Try one of those then:
Earth
Water
Fire
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i curse the air
for leaving my expanded thoracic cavity,
for the retch
that spits out my heart,
providing the burning white smoke,
for the cough
that pulls me back,
into this thick air,
that animates everything beides me.
i am not
anything but damp weeds,
climbing up toward the sky.
i've had enough demons, suffocate
these empty lungs and kill
this flesh (once and for all).
don't keep me here
gripped by black talons
of my weakness.
for leaving my expanded thoracic cavity,
for the retch
that spits out my heart,
providing the burning white smoke,
for the cough
that pulls me back,
into this thick air,
that animates everything beides me.
i am not
anything but damp weeds,
climbing up toward the sky.
i've had enough demons, suffocate
these empty lungs and kill
this flesh (once and for all).
don't keep me here
gripped by black talons
of my weakness.