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Ladybug

January 8, 2009
By shouting2Bsilent PLATINUM, Chicago, Illinois
shouting2Bsilent PLATINUM, Chicago, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
Feet, what do I need you for if I have wings to fly?


RED...

like the crimson blood rushing,





rushing,

through my veins.
BLACK...

like the deepest crevice of my heart.

WINGS...

like those I wish to claim my
own, or otherwise steal from angels fallen...

SQUASHED...


beneath my thumb, smeared green goo upon my pale skin...

LADYBUG...

we are one.


The author's comments:
Normally, I hardly ever edit poems I write. They come to me as I am riding a train or a bus back home. Words pop up into my head and I MUST write every single one of them. There was no inspiration to this poem, it just came like all the others. I write to release emotion, to define my true self, to show the world what lies beneath all the plastic happy covered lives; I write to live, to teach, to learn, but most importantly, I write to love. Maybe that doesn't make much sense to you, but it might...someday.

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Amanda H. said...
on Jan. 19 2009 at 8:16 pm
Nora!!! this poem is great! the imagery is fantastic and I love you how connect yourself to small things, such as ladybugs! you've got a gift! :) <3 u! ~~~Amanda

Azahdan said...
on Jan. 19 2009 at 5:35 am
Yay! My favorite line is "Wings...like those I wish to claim my own"



I like how the mood kinda switches up from serious to more playful.

Nice job Nora.