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Unplugged

May 17, 2015
By littleblueraccoon BRONZE, Honesdale, Pennsylvania
littleblueraccoon BRONZE, Honesdale, Pennsylvania
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Between static
I try to repurpose myself.
It's the hurricanes that
my mother used to shake her head at,
a hundred small papercuts
I never noticed.

This is the moment
you realize you lost something
and suddenly feel
the weight of its absence,
that split-second
drop in spirit
like all your deer
have been shot at once.

Tonight I am alone
and the silence has
strength.

The moon looks down at me
from her galaxy nest
with pity in her silver eyes;
she, too,
is a lonely soul
orbiting something
she will never catch.


The author's comments:

A small poem about missing someone with all your heart.


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VivaFariy GOLD said...
on May. 26 2015 at 2:32 am
VivaFariy GOLD, Los Angeles, California
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Fantasy is hardly an escape from reality. It&#039;s a way of understanding it.&quot;<br /> ~~~<br /> &quot;You&#039;ve gotta dance like there&#039;s no one watching, love like you&#039;ll never be hurt, sing like there&#039;s no one listening, and live like it&#039;s heaven on earth.&quot;<br /> &ldquo;The most important words a man can say are, &quot;I will do better.&rdquo; <br /> ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer

Nice work! Keep writing.

on May. 25 2015 at 9:03 pm
This is so stunning. Love it!

on May. 24 2015 at 11:45 pm
love it!!!

on May. 24 2015 at 10:40 pm
Wonderful piece with outstanding imagery.