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mint in my alchemy
Bitter winds
“Shuffle my limbs around”
embroider me with belonging
let me too be nature
Mint in my alchemy makes me sound,
makes me long for substance.
Pink flowers all
I bloom for you
middle school, high school, college, Work
I grew because you asked me to
now I ask one thing of you
“Shuffle my limbs around”
embroider me with belonging
let me too be nature
Mint in my alchemy makes me sound,
makes me long for substance.
Pink flowers all
I bloom for you
middle school, high school, college, Work
I grew because you asked me to
now I ask one thing of you
Published 20th May 2015
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20th May 2015 5:09am
20th May 2015 12:54pm
this has a musical sound to it and a beautiful use of imagery and language
Good stuff :-)
Good stuff :-)
20th May 2015 4:37pm
21st May 2015 2:55am
21st May 2015 4:19am
21st May 2015 4:20am
I wrote this for a friend when she suggested I write a poem on 'trying to get knocked up.' So, this is what I came up with.
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21st May 2015 9:23pm
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21st May 2015 9:36pm
Reminds me of Hannah in modern day. I can feel the empty yearning and ache. Well done.
21st May 2015 9:50pm
