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27 March 2006 @ 12:13 am
first post!!!  
Okay, you guys! Since I created this community for us to share our Super Awesome Poetry, I should probably make the first post, huh? &giggles;

This is a poem I wrote a few weeks ago. It was a really dark time for me.


she wakes
with
a start

the sun on her face

the rose in
her hand

nothing

but the empty room

white
walls

white
curtains

the
wind
howls

What do you guys think?! I'm super psyched about it. I think it really captures the desolateness of those few days (some of you know what I'm talking about ;)).

I've decided we should have pen names. Anyone have any suggestions for mine? I was thinking something like Jewyl Thorne! ^___^
 
 
 
right here, my furry canadian: btvs - humourous conclusioninkdot on March 27th, 2006 06:57 am (UTC)
This is better than Dickens.
we live rent-free on loyalist landtwentyfivepast on March 27th, 2006 06:58 am (UTC)
Isn't everything, though?
right here, my furry canadian: trail of sorrowsinkdot on March 27th, 2006 05:36 pm (UTC)
Good point. After all, Dickens was a misogynist and a racist, and probably also a homophobe.
we live rent-free on loyalist landtwentyfivepast on March 27th, 2006 07:34 pm (UTC)
Really? And here I just hated him because every single one of his books is exactly the same, and they're all impossible to read.
right here, my furry canadian: ff - appleinkdot on March 27th, 2006 07:40 pm (UTC)
Did you not know that every writer before the zenith of Margaret Atwood was a misogynist racist homophobe?
we live rent-free on loyalist landtwentyfivepast on March 27th, 2006 07:46 pm (UTC)
!

It makes total sense. No wonder she is revered as the alpha and omega of all that is good and wonderful! It is rightfully so!

&prostrates;
right here, my furry canadian: ff - blind assassininkdot on March 27th, 2006 07:48 pm (UTC)
Quickly, grab a white man to sacrifice!

SPILL HIS BLOOD.
we live rent-free on loyalist landtwentyfivepast on March 27th, 2006 07:50 pm (UTC)
YOUR ICON IS KIND OF AWESOME.

DEATH TO THE PATRIARCHY. SCREAM, MOTHER, SCREAM. LET YOUR VOICE BE HEARD AMONG THE DYING HOWLS OF A MILLION WOMEN'S SOULS, THE FUNERAL YELPS OF THE EARTH, THE MOANING DIRGES OF OUR RIVERS RUNNING DRY
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we live rent-free on loyalist land: house | can i be her when i grow up?twentyfivepast on March 28th, 2006 06:21 am (UTC)
THEY DO NOTHING BUT HURT US. THEY PLUNDER OUR WISDOM FOR THEIR OWN SELFISH NEEDS.
heaven knows it's high timedoriedares on March 28th, 2006 05:49 am (UTC)
It moved me in ways I haven't been moved in many moons. I didn't know I could feel these things.
we live rent-free on loyalist landtwentyfivepast on March 28th, 2006 06:16 am (UTC)
Thank you. It means so much to me.