| Thursday, March 16, 2006 |
| Twilight |
The following is a poem I wrote a couple nights ago while talking with one of the girls in the dorm. I was inspired by the depth of realness that tears are often wrought by. It is silly how we as a society have come to fear the release that accompanies tears; sometimes I am so debilitated by my own fear that I struggle with letting anyone see the outward expression of my inward emotions. The littlest things in life can inspire a tear: a child playing, a song, a kiss... I want to work at being more real with what I am feeling on the inside. And so, as afraid as I am that everyone out there will laugh at the ridiculousness of my writing, I offer this poem:
"Twilight"
Tears.
Gentle and Pure.
Oh, how sweet and soft;
To feel them kiss and caress the gentle curve of my cheek -
Love's painful gift.
Eyes shine so bright
As pools gather and glisten;
Twilight.
You are my inspiration...
Oh, little one.
Let them come. Let them come.
Be washed -
In the silver.
Feel beautiful. Feel
Tomorrow's sun will spring forth
Live it - live the life
Do not fear nature's kiss -
Let them come. Let them come. |
posted by Erica @ 1:32 p.m.  |
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this little puppy would have blown the startbucks peom out the water! And I say yarrrrrrrrrr to Appleby Drive (I know, I probably spelt it worng!)
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that poem was sweet erica, keep up the writing. the realness is good and i think that i need to do that more often as well.
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You words are beautiful! Really what more can I say than that.
Love ya
Ok - I have a secret and it is killing me. Its not a big one, those are not difficult to keep. It is a small one.
I wish you were here to worm it out of me!
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as a Mom, i see tears all the time...this poem is beautiful & describes them exactly...
Great writing Erica...be proud of it.
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this little puppy would have blown the startbucks peom out the water! And I say yarrrrrrrrrr to Appleby Drive (I know, I probably spelt it worng!)