
A Calling
Every month
the mournful wind calls
and I must endure it-
for the town that ignores my presence,
for the ones who aren’t yet born.
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Want
If you asked me what I wanted,
I would sit back, stumped.
Other than escaping this tower,
I have no idea of what I should want-
could want.
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Let’s Go to the Sea
If the wind wails a horrible tune,
then the sea promises to heal.
Or this is what I believe.
I can only see the pale stretch of sapphire
lined with white foam,
of what I imagine must be waves.
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Alone
The dance of the leaves
reminds me of swaying trees
and forgotten friends.
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Hope you’re all having a great week!
Loie
“Want” is such a marvelous, painful, simple, expression of your MC’s goal and also her trauma. I love this poem! I bet these are helping you “see” her so much better! I can’t wait to meet her in novel form because I’m loving her voice so far!
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Yes 🙂 I’ve been really learning more about her poem by poem ❤ Thank you so much!!
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