Submissions by Charmaine18 (NONNI14)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
An amateur. Learning. Understanding. Craving. Blending. I'm trying to find myself in writing. Any healthy advice would be appreciated. xxx
STORY POEM
Published
30th Aug 2013 10:19pm
30th Aug 2013 10:19pm
Stars Are Her Friends
Dreams, sparkles, stars and cold nights.
She loved that kind of stuff. Even dreamed she was flying with unicorns. Crazy.
She was a dancer. Free and delighted in her every thought of step. The tremble of old wooden floors, at her feet, made her the devil's unquestionable fear.
Diamonds were her darling favourite. She dazzled in them , as though she'd worn the sky in the night & twirled towards the ocean with the reflection of her "dress" . It was daringly striking to the naked eye. Stars are her best friends in the night. Nobody else but her and their...
She loved that kind of stuff. Even dreamed she was flying with unicorns. Crazy.
She was a dancer. Free and delighted in her every thought of step. The tremble of old wooden floors, at her feet, made her the devil's unquestionable fear.
Diamonds were her darling favourite. She dazzled in them , as though she'd worn the sky in the night & twirled towards the ocean with the reflection of her "dress" . It was daringly striking to the naked eye. Stars are her best friends in the night. Nobody else but her and their...
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Aug 2013 6:06pm
30th Aug 2013 6:06pm
A Poem For Daddy.
Dad.
A friend
A twin
A parent
I'm the ultimate production of you
My soul and mind may not be on the same level of thinking, but here I am. A clone of yours, dad.
I take your traits. I take your smile, your half uncomfortable grin
Your eyes. Small but yet have so many stories in which they withhold so many secrets.
Your nose.
I study this nose as though its something I was intended to do
Its hilarious as I contemplate about it.
Yes, 10 years you were gone.
I knew nothing of your existence but when you did appear I was supposed to...
A friend
A twin
A parent
I'm the ultimate production of you
My soul and mind may not be on the same level of thinking, but here I am. A clone of yours, dad.
I take your traits. I take your smile, your half uncomfortable grin
Your eyes. Small but yet have so many stories in which they withhold so many secrets.
Your nose.
I study this nose as though its something I was intended to do
Its hilarious as I contemplate about it.
Yes, 10 years you were gone.
I knew nothing of your existence but when you did appear I was supposed to...
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DU Poetry : Submissions by Charmaine18 (NONNI14)
