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 Sep 2020 ostra
Danielle xmas
you have never lived until you
trust fall into the earth
engulfed by the mother
she cradles you
soaks up your tears with her dirt
a breeze hugs your neck
kisses off the sweat

I forget there's something
so loving

why do we act like children
who don't know how to
use their words
upset at everything
around them

I need something so much bigger
a tornado inside of a thunderstorm
I feel like I am dissipating
there's something calling my name
yet it's whispering
 Sep 2020 ostra
Danielle xmas
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 Sep 2020 ostra
Danielle xmas
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you can only hold so much in
until your blood cells burst
from claustrophobic oxygen.

trials, tribulations and trauma
trials, tribulations
trials
 Sep 2020 ostra
Ninah
lightning
a faint clap of thunder follows suit
piercing through — open wound

crying skies
dripping with unrelenting acrid stench
rain knows me better than I know myself

it creeps upon the ground in such a vengeful way —
carried by the storm
a lightning falls
burning as much as it brightens
a sweet lullaby flows

isn't the ocean deep and miserable
lonesome and cold;
is rain the prelude — our last chance to be touched?

it is true
hour long showers are no cure
for this or any of my illnesses
I am yet to find a more suitable place for my sufferings

like a lightning — I burn
only in rain I own
deep and miserable
only in rain —
the world softly blurs
only in rain
I feel I could melt
to the salt in the water
sea foam and strands

its thunder and
its lightning
coming back home
 Sep 2020 ostra
Danielle B Fire
I'm talking to myself again
Pacing enthusiastically,
Flooding frustration

Take my warmth and
Shoes once more
Trying to take my
Soul with them

I'm talking to myself again
Eyes burning,
Barefooted again

The city pulls just like the tides
It listens as I find myself
Treading on its grounds

Castles on the other side
Infinite fish bowl on mine

I'm talking to the fish again
Explaining death but
Intending to save them
crossed outI didn't*

The ocean breathes shallow, heavy
The Moon plays her disappearing act again
I'm talking to them both again
They whisper and they sing
 Sep 2020 ostra
Danielle B Fire
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 Sep 2020 ostra
Danielle B Fire
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black birds songs long when midnight meets two zeros
freedom’s hard to feel in cages, unsung heros
from the distance, a free bird listens

left to lose,
tied, denied dreams
black bird cursèd
broken wings

tied
and broken feet
with a broken voice sings

sings of freedom

new dawn
new song
canticum novum
flight might come soon
i wrote this on a beach in san francisco, impulsive urge to go, caught a ride with a stranger. was a mess, crying, reading 'i know why the caged bird sings' by maya angelou.
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