#terabithia - Hello Poetry

The sky rushed down to meet her Embrace her slow decay The roots of Terabithia Wind round her to this day The mountains she created Shrink down to kiss her feet And everywhere she ran The soil tastes bittersweet That day, she cracked her being Against the sharpened slope Her fingers gently spasming Still stuck around the rope And all the world was emerald It watched her fade away The birds could barely look and The sunshine dropped a ray While seeing this was frightening, So grim it took my breath, Who knew I could be jealous Of Leslie's perfect death?

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Feb 22, 2019

Feb 22, 2019 at 5:37 PM UTC

lilacdom08

Leslie's death

The sky rushed down to meet her Embrace her slow decay The roots of Terabithia Wind round her to this day The mountains she created Shrink down to kiss her feet And everywhere she ran The soil tastes bittersweet That day, she cracked her being Against the sharpened slope Her fingers gently spasming Still stuck around the rope And all the world was emerald It watched her fade away The birds could barely look and The sunshine dropped a ray While seeing this was frightening, So grim it took my breath, Who knew I could be jealous Of Leslie's perfect death?

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Terabithia The grief of loss, when death is the cost, Is soul destroying, when you know they are gone. We used to cross the water together; We ran so fast in any weather. We will have our place, forever and ever And nothing will replace those memories. We built a bridge to cross the river. We created a land called Terabithia And now I walk here with my sister, Where once upon a time my love walked with me; Now I only miss her. I haven’t cried this hard in ages. It breaks my heart to turn the pages. I want to see beyond this end, But the story has not finished yet. I cannot talk to her anymore; Where once we ran through our own world And now she is gone, the beautiful girl. The Dragon Flies that kept us safe; they are flying no more. (C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

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Dec 27, 2018

Dec 27, 2018 at 8:38 AM UTC

aa-harvey

Terabithia

Terabithia The grief of loss, when death is the cost, Is soul destroying, when you know they are gone. We used to cross the water together; We ran so fast in any weather. We will have our place, forever and ever And nothing will replace those memories. We built a bridge to cross the river. We created a land called Terabithia And now I walk here with my sister, Where once upon a time my love walked with me; Now I only miss her. I haven’t cried this hard in ages. It breaks my heart to turn the pages. I want to see beyond this end, But the story has not finished yet. I cannot talk to her anymore; Where once we ran through our own world And now she is gone, the beautiful girl. The Dragon Flies that kept us safe; they are flying no more. (C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

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i want to write about leaving home how it feels to not know where the grocery store is how it feels to try and convince the people around you that you're not crazy before they find out for themselves that you probably are. everytime i try to write about leaving home all i do is think of home. a place that tried to **** me. a place i could have been a better grandson. a place that feels warm in my mind but cold on my skin. can i really blame the riverbed and that old rope swing for taking away the only thing i ever really loved. maybe we could have found some other way to get there. we were too young to know better.

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Mar 31, 2018

Mar 31, 2018 at 2:15 AM UTC

yano

it only feels like terabithia because you dont live there anymore

i want to write about leaving home how it feels to not know where the grocery store is how it feels to try and convince the people around you that you're not crazy before they find out for themselves that you probably are. everytime i try to write about leaving home all i do is think of home. a place that tried to **** me. a place i could have been a better grandson. a place that feels warm in my mind but cold on my skin. can i really blame the riverbed and that old rope swing for taking away the only thing i ever really loved. maybe we could have found some other way to get there. we were too young to know better.

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