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Sunshine,
isn't your heart still reaching for stars
and your wishes already blowing in the wind?
Too bad your body is so tangible.
Your heart is about to leave my gravity field,
I can feel it at the outer fringes of my stratosphere.
Would it be unfair to pull you back?
Self-serving to ask stellar winds
to blow your wishes my way?
Tell me, space traveller, straight into my homebound face:
These hands that still hold you,
should they let go?
isn't your heart still reaching for stars
and your wishes already blowing in the wind?
Too bad your body is so tangible.
Your heart is about to leave my gravity field,
I can feel it at the outer fringes of my stratosphere.
Would it be unfair to pull you back?
Self-serving to ask stellar winds
to blow your wishes my way?
Tell me, space traveller, straight into my homebound face:
These hands that still hold you,
should they let go?
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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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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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Question for my dear readers: Do you feel the I-persona speaking in this poem is male or female?
© 2015 - 2024 Story-of-a-Mind
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Now, I'm being very very careful what I type 
now that's a hard question, I didn't get a real sense of it being more one then the other, I could be sexist and say that the ideas and way you write it is feminine but I also know some good song writers who are male that could have written this... So I'm not sure? Can you tell me ?
now that's a hard question, I didn't get a real sense of it being more one then the other, I could be sexist and say that the ideas and way you write it is feminine but I also know some good song writers who are male that could have written this... So I'm not sure? Can you tell me ?