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 Mar 3 Àŧùl
Vianne Lior
Aether-borne relics,
dew-fed lungs of mist and bone,
silk-spun whispers bloom.

 Mar 3 Àŧùl
Vianne Lior
Lilac hush
earth, half-waking,
baroque birdsong.

Moss curls ,
dew beads on nettle’s tongue
small, glassy prayers.

wind
silk-handed seamstress
stitches light into every leaf,
veiling the world
breath and bloom.

Bones of old trees cradle the sun’s milk,
wildflowers nestle in their ribs
what dies here, lives softer.

river, translucent and slow,
spills silver veins , the skin of the valley
a quiet pulse beneath the green.

Somewhere between sky and soil,
we become the silence
lungs folding into pollen-laden air,
fingertips brushing the hem of forever.

Nothing belongs.
Nothing is apart.

In the meantime,
the world remakes itself
petal by petal, wing by wing
and we, fragile passengers,
are simply learning how to listen.

 Feb 12 Àŧùl
Liana
"Forgive and forget"
They say

But I will not forget
Not because I want to remember
But because otherwise
I would get hurt over and over again
Like a moth going to a lamp
Bumping into it expecting the sun
But only being greeted
with a hard slap of glass
Over and over again

"Forgive and forget"
They say

I will try to forgive
Not because what was done was forgiveable
But because otherwise
The hurt and anger would be like rocks I had to carry in my heart constantly
I didn't even have a bag
My arms got tired
And sometimes they would all fall

"Forgive and forget"
They say

They don't understand
Sorry I have not been active once again. Life is so hectic lately and even when I do have time I feel too depressed to use my brain.

(This note was written by a cat's pur that faded away. Was the cat still happy but didn't show it or was the cat dead?)

I know the note is weird
 Feb 12 Àŧùl
Liana
Bright and beautiful
With daisies in her golden flowy hair
The sun rises each morning
Bringing light, warmth, and comfort
to all the people
As long as they don't look right at her

If they look at her directly
Their eyes burn
Because they see that she is burning

She quite literally spreads her sunshine
She doesn't have much left for herself sometimes
So every night she lets her lover
Take a turn in the sky

Shiny and beautiful
The light in the dark
The moon crosses the sun
To take over the night

They share a quick kiss
And the sky fills with color
Stunning
But doesn't last forever
They wish they could see each other longer
But they have matters to take care of
The moon now owns the night

But the sun isn't the only one
Who brings comfort;
the moon is often the only one there
For the terrified and sad
The creative and restless

The dreamers are awake.

The moon is there
Constantly changing
But there
A reminder that things don't ever stay the same

But eventually
The moon wishes to see their love;
The bright and beautiful
Even if it's shortlived

Sunrise lights up the sky
And the sun is ready to shine once more
Not sure how I feel about it but posting it anyway
 Feb 11 Àŧùl
Marian
Goldenrod in bloom
Bunny hopping through the woods
Acorns fall from oak

*~Marian~
Sorry For The Long Absence, Everyone, But Me & My Family Have It Really Hard & A Lot Has Come Up Lately!!! I Will Try To Write More Often, But Then Again, I Can't Promise It!! :) Enjoy, Anyway!!! ~~~<3 By The Way, I Wrote This On September 18, 2016, Or Thereabouts, & I Would Like To Dedicate This To Matt Shaw & To My Family!!! ☺♥
 Feb 11 Àŧùl
Liana
I felt like nothing was changing
Day after day
Of school
Sadness
Anxiety

Then I look up at the clouds
I looked at them for a while
And I saw that they were moving

Please
Take me with you
At least for a ride..
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