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Adam

I think Adam was a quiet boy,
more reserved than most.
He sat alone in the schoolyard corner
but I don't think he cared.
He'd watch the birds and wish that he
too had wings to fly.
He'd watch the clouds and shadowed sun
and know each breeze by heart.

I know Adam was an aloof teen
keeping to himself.
He dreamt his dreams and none of us
could follow where he went.
He was not sad but sometimes
he'd stand by the edge of the cliffs;
feeling the wind in his hair,
I think he believed he would soar.

I saw Adam as a man, hungering after life.
He slaked that thirst, as men oft do,
with women, wine and wonders,
but it was not enough.
So he left for countries far
and closer to the sky.

Though I know not where he went,
and don't, in all truth, care
I think Adam took to the skies
for he had no place here.

Author notes

I don't know where this came from, but this is the Adam I see in my mind. Damn I'm miserable, lol.

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  • I like how this is not a real person (according to your AN) Best of luck


  • Miss Faerie Greeters member
    January 28

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    You're about as miserable as me lol
    Don't worry I write this way all the time

    I loved this. Adam was a dreamer, and he would do anything he can to achieve life

    Thank you for entering and good luck in the contest

    Shari


  • IneptRose
    January 26

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    i REALLY, REAAAAALLY like your poem!! Especially the beginning because that's what I can relate to. It all flows wonderfully, but when you get to the end it just comes to a halt all of a sudden, as if there was some important piece cut off