"elara" poems - Hello Poetry

If we stop learning moon names at Callisto and Ganymede, where are the other sixty-three whoop, there goes gravity If Themisto stubbed his toe, how could we teach everyone else to cringe? We are growing, Elara, we are learning how to reach higher with the hands we’ve got, how to be tiny dots full of not-quite fire in a world so much bigger than desire. The best advice you gave me, Elara, was when you silently tied back your hair and rolled up your sleeves, cleared your throat and decided It’s not the fire after all, it’s the light. And I might have burned out by now if you hadn’t just rolled up your sleeves like that, not flaming or fuming or running or burning but steady, ready for the rest of forever. You are fire and water at once, Elara. You take my hand and we walk calmly upward, one step for me and one for you makes two for womankind. Stepping over the black hole of expectations and into the revelations of well-lit night. You and me, Elara, now we’re ready.

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Apr 1, 2015

Apr 1, 2015 at 1:16 PM UTC

em-3

Jupiter

If we stop learning moon names at Callisto and Ganymede, where are the other sixty-three whoop, there goes gravity If Themisto stubbed his toe, how could we teach everyone else to cringe? We are growing, Elara, we are learning how to reach higher with the hands we’ve got, how to be tiny dots full of not-quite fire in a world so much bigger than desire. The best advice you gave me, Elara, was when you silently tied back your hair and rolled up your sleeves, cleared your throat and decided It’s not the fire after all, it’s the light. And I might have burned out by now if you hadn’t just rolled up your sleeves like that, not flaming or fuming or running or burning but steady, ready for the rest of forever. You are fire and water at once, Elara. You take my hand and we walk calmly upward, one step for me and one for you makes two for womankind. Stepping over the black hole of expectations and into the revelations of well-lit night. You and me, Elara, now we’re ready.

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Enchantment - In the vast gardens of the great castle, under the soft glow of the summer moon, lived a servant girl named Elara. She moved through the castle corridors with grace and humility, her heart filled with dreams beyond her station. And it was on one magical summer night that her destiny intertwined with that of a handsome young prince. Prince Alden, with his striking features and kind demeanor, often sought refuge in the castle gardens, away from the pressures of royal life. One evening, as he wandered among the fragrant blooms and winding pathways, he caught sight of Elara, tending to the flowers with gentle hands. Enthralled by her beauty and grace, Alden approached her, his heart racing with a newfound excitement. As they exchanged shy smiles and idle conversation, they found themselves drawn together by an invisible thread, their souls recognizing a kindred spirit in each other. Under the silver light of the moon, they strolled through the gardens, their laughter mingling with the sweet melody of nightingales. With every whispered word and stolen glance, their connection deepened, forging a bond that transcended the boundaries of their worlds. As the night wore on, they found themselves alone in a secluded alcove, surrounded by the fragrance of roses and the soft rustle of leaves. There, bathed in the moonlight, they shared their hopes, their fears, and their deepest desires, each word a testament to the growing love between them. In that enchanted moment, Elara and Alden knew that they were meant to be together, their hearts entwined in a love that defied all odds. And as they embraced beneath the starry sky, they vowed to defy convention and follow their hearts, no matter the consequences. From that night onward, Elara and Alden's love blossomed like the flowers in the castle gardens, filling their days with joy and their nights with passion. And though their path was fraught with challenges and obstacles, they faced them together, their love shining as bright as the summer moon that had brought them together. https://youtu.be/mXbIF9eoLZ4

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Mar 16, 2024

Mar 16, 2024 at 1:53 PM UTC

hunter

Enchantment

Enchantment - In the vast gardens of the great castle, under the soft glow of the summer moon, lived a servant girl named Elara. She moved through the castle corridors with grace and humility, her heart filled with dreams beyond her station. And it was on one magical summer night that her destiny intertwined with that of a handsome young prince. Prince Alden, with his striking features and kind demeanor, often sought refuge in the castle gardens, away from the pressures of royal life. One evening, as he wandered among the fragrant blooms and winding pathways, he caught sight of Elara, tending to the flowers with gentle hands. Enthralled by her beauty and grace, Alden approached her, his heart racing with a newfound excitement. As they exchanged shy smiles and idle conversation, they found themselves drawn together by an invisible thread, their souls recognizing a kindred spirit in each other. Under the silver light of the moon, they strolled through the gardens, their laughter mingling with the sweet melody of nightingales. With every whispered word and stolen glance, their connection deepened, forging a bond that transcended the boundaries of their worlds. As the night wore on, they found themselves alone in a secluded alcove, surrounded by the fragrance of roses and the soft rustle of leaves. There, bathed in the moonlight, they shared their hopes, their fears, and their deepest desires, each word a testament to the growing love between them. In that enchanted moment, Elara and Alden knew that they were meant to be together, their hearts entwined in a love that defied all odds. And as they embraced beneath the starry sky, they vowed to defy convention and follow their hearts, no matter the consequences. From that night onward, Elara and Alden's love blossomed like the flowers in the castle gardens, filling their days with joy and their nights with passion. And though their path was fraught with challenges and obstacles, they faced them together, their love shining as bright as the summer moon that had brought them together. https://youtu.be/mXbIF9eoLZ4

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Arsiana - este valentis caoleste, memento incredia axare? Arsiana - et non revetermur millenia ecrides existenco? Nobis ecalea in monti vidimus et stellas. Arsiana - solo est valentis expectabo domum redire, redire et domum, Arsiana. Solo est caonillum neo, e momentum: stella vivere, vivere stella ecridia Memento, Arsiana? Memento incredia axare? Millenia veo amorphia et inma caonillum, Arsiana. Qualentis elara nobis in monti streo caenma Aeonis, aeonia, arinme: Onmia et estera. Memento, Arsiana?

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Dec 13, 2018

Dec 13, 2018 at 11:45 AM UTC

neriliavexedis

Arsiana

Arsiana - este valentis caoleste, memento incredia axare? Arsiana - et non revetermur millenia ecrides existenco? Nobis ecalea in monti vidimus et stellas. Arsiana - solo est valentis expectabo domum redire, redire et domum, Arsiana. Solo est caonillum neo, e momentum: stella vivere, vivere stella ecridia Memento, Arsiana? Memento incredia axare? Millenia veo amorphia et inma caonillum, Arsiana. Qualentis elara nobis in monti streo caenma Aeonis, aeonia, arinme: Onmia et estera. Memento, Arsiana?

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