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Re: laura's writing and other creative endeavours
« Reply #15 on: September 19, 2019, 08:18:41 am »
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She is shackled by her fear,
As she watches the entire world burn.
The world watches the world burn.
But in hours, the world has forgotten.
The world doesnít really care.
The world never really did.
the cage is shattered
the songbird sings
of her freedom once more

soars in blue
basks in the light
leaving nothing
but notes behind

she is never going
back in that cage

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Re: laura's writing and other creative endeavours
« Reply #16 on: October 06, 2019, 08:19:05 pm »
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Hey guys,
I wrote this waiting for a train a month and a half ago and have not edited it since. Sorry for the clunkiness.

The bird has been in this cage many times before.
She knows the darkness of this place well.
The familiarity provides little comfort,
Because bars are still bars,
And locks are still locks.

The girl has been trapped in her mind many times before,
She has lost herself in a sea of her thoughts.
She has been so fixated on all that she should become,
That she forgets all that she is.
The familiarity provides little comfort.
Just because you know what your deepest darkness looks like,
Does not mean that it does not still petrify you.
Just because you have been to the edge of your soul,
Does not mean you arenít scared of falling off the cliff..
And although thoughts are just thoughts,
They have a way of twisting themselves around you,
Inhibiting all movement and squandering every hope of growth.
If she leaves her thoughts unchecked for long enough,
They will become the bars and locks that use to bind her.

There are other ways of making people into ghosts.

The girl has learnt to free herself before.
She has learnt to turn on the light,
In the midst of her deepest darkness.
She has learnt to cling to a lifeboat,
When the roar of her mind begins to crash like waves overhead.
She has learnt to fight with everything she has.
But she has also learnt to exist in the dark.
She has learnt to embrace the panic,
To allow the thoughts to overcome her.
She has learnt to rest and regenerate.
She has learnt to wait.
Because just when it feels like it might all become too much,
She is able to embrace it all.
She stretches herself and wraps her arms around her broken bits.
She gives her soul a hug.
She shakily rebuilds herself,
And watches the cage shatter.

Just like that,
The frantic fluttering of wings stops.
The bird soars high.
Because thoughts are just thoughts.
the cage is shattered
the songbird sings
of her freedom once more

soars in blue
basks in the light
leaving nothing
but notes behind

she is never going
back in that cage

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Re: laura's writing and other creative endeavours
« Reply #17 on: October 20, 2019, 06:38:26 pm »
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The little spot of darkness travelled through the light.  She gobbled and guzzled, growing bigger night by night.
She wandered in the sunlight, and meandered in the bright. Bit by bit, the blob of darkness discovered she could fly. With newfound courage, she ambled through the sky, soaring high past twinkling stars. With time, the black ball grew accustomed to the height. She began thrive on the thrill of the night. With friends among the planets, the orb soared across galaxies. In her travels, the darkness found fellowship with the aliens of Neptune. The beige octopus like creatures, crept on all eight tentacles. But- with seventeen eyes facing all directions, the void of darkness never felt as though she was talking to their faces. The loneliness of uniqueness prompted darkness to flee. And darkness found another planet, a refuge from the octopi sea. As the dark abyss explored the Milky Way, she decided that she liked the look of Saturn so there she stayed. She met creatures of all sizes, a chaotic cohort of friends. But they all had one thing in common, one thing the darkness lacked. Together they formed a bright rainbow, they were a collection of hues. And what was darkness? The chasm was absolutely nothing. And so the she fled. Once again, she was a nomad, travelling through the sky. The darkness was one-of-a-kind, and in her fear of loneliness, she found solitude. As she travelled through the universe, her anger burned within. She used the fire to fuel her growth, and a rift is what she became. In a rampage, the darkness tore through the sky. She swallowed the twinkling lights of the sky, swept through planets, leaving them barren. And then she spotted the sun. Its mesmeric glow drew the darkness in. And in the light, she slowly began to heal.
the cage is shattered
the songbird sings
of her freedom once more

soars in blue
basks in the light
leaving nothing
but notes behind

she is never going
back in that cage

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Re: laura's writing and other creative endeavours
« Reply #18 on: October 20, 2019, 06:44:41 pm »
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The little spot of darkness travelled through the light.  She gobbled and guzzled, growing bigger night by night.
She wandered in the sunlight, and meandered in the bright. Bit by bit, the blob of darkness discovered she could fly. With newfound courage, she ambled through the sky, soaring high past twinkling stars. With time, the black ball grew accustomed to the height. She began thrive on the thrill of the night. With friends among the planets, the orb soared across galaxies. In her travels, the darkness found fellowship with the aliens of Neptune. The beige octopus like creatures, crept on all eight tentacles. But- with seventeen eyes facing all directions, the void of darkness never felt as though she was talking to their faces. The loneliness of uniqueness prompted darkness to flee. And darkness found another planet, a refuge from the octopi sea. As the dark abyss explored the Milky Way, she decided that she liked the look of Saturn so there she stayed. She met creatures of all sizes, a chaotic cohort of friends. But they all had one thing in common, one thing the darkness lacked. Together they formed a bright rainbow, they were a collection of hues. And what was darkness? The chasm was absolutely nothing. And so the she fled. Once again, she was a nomad, travelling through the sky. The darkness was one-of-a-kind, and in her fear of loneliness, she found solitude. As she travelled through the universe, her anger burned within. She used the fire to fuel her growth, and a rift is what she became. In a rampage, the darkness tore through the sky. She swallowed the twinkling lights of the sky, swept through planets, leaving them barren. And then she spotted the sun. Its mesmeric glow drew the darkness in. And in the light, she slowly began to heal.

I love your writing!
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Re: laura's writing and other creative endeavours
« Reply #19 on: October 22, 2019, 12:51:35 pm »
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I love your writing!
Thanks Owlbird! <3

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Why am I friends with the darkness?
Why donít I fear it anymore?
Why do I let it surround me,
When it chooses to call?

I am friends with the darkness,
I donít fear it anymore,
I let it surround me,
When it chooses to call,

Because I know without the darkness,
I would love the light less.
And I know that the darkness,
Will always make way for the sun.
the cage is shattered
the songbird sings
of her freedom once more

soars in blue
basks in the light
leaving nothing
but notes behind

she is never going
back in that cage

laura_

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Re: laura's writing and other creative endeavours
« Reply #20 on: October 23, 2019, 04:46:22 pm »
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She turned her face to the sun,
And cast her gaze upwards.
She stretched her feathers like fingertips,
Reaching and yearning.
Filled the longing within herself,
With the soft yellow light.
For a second,
She let herself forget the cage.

the cage is shattered
the songbird sings
of her freedom once more

soars in blue
basks in the light
leaving nothing
but notes behind

she is never going
back in that cage

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Re: laura's writing and other creative endeavours
« Reply #21 on: October 30, 2019, 08:47:12 pm »
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the petals of peach
fan from the sun
the hope
that new birth brings

with spring
comes the long awaited morning
as growing and yearning
are satisfied

as shells crack
they are made whole
with the peace
of new life

growing pains fall away
shattered bodies fall away
until the only thing
that remains is light

and the hope
that new birth brings
the cage is shattered
the songbird sings
of her freedom once more

soars in blue
basks in the light
leaving nothing
but notes behind

she is never going
back in that cage