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 Sep 2014
LittleFreeBird
Nights like these
Sodden summer air
When the cicadas hum
And fireflies float
Flash photography
In the breezeless sky
Is when I best remember
Our July
In the rain
When the sun has just kissed
The horizon
And all goes still
Then comes to life
That first summer
Was honeysuckle on our tongues
Sweet for a moment
Then gone
But the flavor
Lingers
And you never forget
Your first taste
Memories
They are hard to grasp
To keep a hold of
Evaporating
Like rain on pavement
Dissipating into
A Midsummer Nights Dream
 Sep 2014
LittleFreeBird
Dear little free bird,
Where have you gone?
It has been far too long
And we all miss your sweet little songs.

Dear little lost bird,
Your wings are clipped
Your feathers stripped
You've cut off the remainders of your wings
So sing, little bird, sing
And scream, little bird, scream
Feel free to bleed
If it's the only way you have left to dream.

Dear little caged bird,
You are weighed down
By the shackles on your feet
And these iron bars of the cage they keep you in
Have all but killed you
So write, little bird, write
It's all you have left.
 Sep 2014
LittleFreeBird
And I believe the world will end in fire
For all of those who've tasted desire
Will burn the world to cinders
And dance among the ashes
Inspired by Fire and Ice by Robert Frost
 Sep 2014
LittleFreeBird
A heart solid enough to love
Not yet strong enough to withstand breaking
Body of a woman
Mind of a child
A soul divided

What am I?

The mirror splits in two
Glass reflects
Jaded blues
And a steel smile
Glass reflects
Precious purity
And blind innocence

I walk along the edge of
Something unknown
The line ends soon

What awaits me
At the end?
I wrote this for my creative writing class, our theme is "duality" and I chose to write about being on the cusp of childhood and adulthood. Suggestions are welcome and encouraged.
 Aug 2014
LittleFreeBird
From early dawns darkest hour
Piece by piece
I was devoured
By the nothingness awaiting me
For my biggest fear
Is not to be
Oblivion is inevitable
Thoughts of fading away
Unbearable
Many dread something
Or someone
But I am terrified
Of being undone
inspired by edgar allen poe's "Alone"
 Aug 2014
LittleFreeBird
My heart was iron
Impenetrable
Impossible to break
And unmovable
But then you came along
2750 degrees
Of pure fire
You melted me down
And worked your way in
To my molten core

— The End —