my back against the whitewashed wall
the wind entangling its slender fingers
inbetween my curls
the ocean whispers secrets
that only the moon can translate
and the sun begs for
a hint-
memories do have a scent.
I am
home.
Born May 2nd, 12:01 am.
Everything here, all my poetry, is copyrighted me, Evinde.
Feel free to message me. drop a glance at my poems and I'll do the same.
I'm back and T-A-N!
the wind entangling its slender fingers
inbetween my curls
the ocean whispers secrets
that only the moon can translate
and the sun begs for
a hint-
memories do have a scent.
I am
home.
Born May 2nd, 12:01 am.
Everything here, all my poetry, is copyrighted me, Evinde.
Feel free to message me. drop a glance at my poems and I'll do the same.
I'm back and T-A-N!
- Last seen 8 hours ago. Member since September 29, 2007.
- I'm a obsidian idea poet for 596 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "Party animal at heart".
- I am a 14 year old girl from California (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm daydreaming.
- I am in the groups Poetry Circus, The Commenting Community
- I have 596 comments, 2 contests, 183 poems, 6 stories, 3 journals
My Poetry
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and we were'nt miles away, but yards apart.
Feet. then inches and I51 lines, November 20
My Stories
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Another day, another coin, you sigh to yourself in relief, carefully unloading your terracotta pots. Your hands still ached from the detail you, the head artisan, had put into them: Small swimming dolphins among swiftly saili448 lines, June 22. In <600 words
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The canvas of a single color spreads vastly out before the eyes of the beholder. Mountains, high as 600 feet tall stretch to the heavens as they move with the gentle winds that can turn savage in a minute, sending all the mou231 lines, 1 comment, June 22. In <600 words
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Like a tattered blanket, the vast folds of sand glow an eerie blue as night lays her hand over the burning sun. Deep hues of green ink spatter the landscape, bushes that could be smothered in a twisting whirlwind of sand. Tal225 lines, June 22. In <600 words
My journal entries
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I’m working hard not to forget a single name I hear this year. Each student, every teacher; any name that I come to know. Like a fleeting dream, we will separate and although some of us will keep close, others we may never see again. There is a specific reason that I am working my memory. It is because I know that weJune 3, 400 words. → Make first comment?
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One night soemthing really wierd happeneed. i woke yup in the dead middle of the night super thristy, so naturally I got up to get some water. The kitchen was dark and I was slightly mauseous and very disoriented. 1 I went to the cabine tto get myself a mug because water tastes better in mugs than in glasses. DonJune 3, 200 words. → Make first comment?
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I see the reflection in the mirror and suddenly my mind begins to wander in two paths 1. I need to lose wieght, but will the scale ever be low enough 1 and 2., where my sci-fi mind kicks in, and i wonderf if there trult is a parallel universe in there and they are not copying s but we happen to be copying tJune 2, 100 words. → Make first comment?
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SilverButterfly on May 21I love your page! especially the beautiful butterfies.
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The.poet.of.hearts on May 4Happy
Birthay
To You
Little Girl
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Spazical : Love Ya Evinde!!!! on April 19YOU ARE AMAXING AND KEEP GETTING BETTER!!!!!!!!!!
