Wings of Peace

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Broken wings hinder my movements,
withholding you from me, temporarily.
But they are able to carry me
towards you, into you, with you.
Lingering by your side,
We are holding peace inside us.

My broken wings lie in tatters,
falling apart piece by piece.
They're frail, torn, dying, fading.
But still strong enough for me to lie next you,
In spirit, if nothing else.
For tonight I am no longer here.

Tomorrow I shall be gone, forever.
Returning not to you but to me.
To the Mother and the Father.
To the Maiden and the Crone.
From the death of life,
Into the life of death.

And yet still, this one last time,
I will fly my broken wings
and visit you across the ocean.

I will sing the sweetest lullabies,
to make you dream my farewells
and to help you find my peace.

~*~*~

Author notes

Well, first thing I've written in a while, also the first thing I've written since moving to Melbourne for the summer.

It started out as a very very bad rough draft in a freewrite with the prompt of; my wings are broken but still strong enough to cross an ocean.... or something like that. So naturally as all good writes, this turned out nothing like i was anticipating. but I like it, and thanks to IfTomorrowNeverCame for helping me out with some of the touch ups. More suggestions would be appreciated.

Anywho - Onto other news, my enter key is being an ass, so I got the experience of thinking my laptop was possessed while it randomly kept entering in new lines.. for all of 20seconds that is.

Apart from that, yay for random writes... Hopefully I'll be writing more often, I might try to get myself back into the habit of starting to write once a week or more, they'll be horrid but it'll hopefully get me back into practice. which is always a good thing.

Since I seem to be turning this into a little blog I'll stop here and thanks for reading the poem.

XoXo Claire-Anne XoXo

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ogre1971
December 23, 2008
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Wow! That was interesting, the flow was nice. It was just a very pleasant piece!
SmokinHotWhiteTiger
December 18, 2008

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well first off roflmao @ the nice longest author's note I have read from anyone in quite sometime any ways with that out of the way your ending is extremely beautiful and I really love it alot. your poem overall is quite well penned and superbly done. I also really like the lines:

From the death of life,
Into the life of death.

I just love how they are basically rhe same line just revered is all but needless to say this is an incredile write from ya sis. its great that you moved to another place within your own country and well with that being said love your writing again. keep on penning away and keep up the nice work
spocky58
December 16, 2008

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Well done RB . I would like to see more added to it , as it has a good feel and I think Santa better bring you new wings Have a great holiday and keep the words alive
Girl With Guitar
December 15, 2008

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"They're frail, torn, dying, fading.b" -- I trust you know why I've pasted that line.
And I'd probably change "lie" to "lay" in the next line.

"Tomorrow I shall be gone, forever.
Returning not to you but to me.
To the Mother and the Father.
To the Maiden and the Crone.
From the death of life,
Into the life of death." I love this. & I love you.

It's looking a lot better than last night lol.
Considering it's your first write in a while, by the way you made a mistake in your A/N, it's very good.

Luffs yooh.

*Edit* Actually I think you didn't make a mistake in your A/N it just sounds funny, the first line. Haha. Hi.