SacredRose

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Bathe Me Bathe Me

A Poem by SacredRose
New Eyes New Eyes

A Poem by SacredRose
Dead End Dead End

A Poem by SacredRose
Twisted Twisted

A Poem by SacredRose
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About Me

Hi. My names Katie, I've been writing since I was about 13 years old. I think what inspired me most to start writing were the hard times that occured around that age, and putting those anxieties down on paper was my way of coping with those situations. I'm still learning and developing when it comes to any of my work, and I hope to keep progressing in the future. Any comments, whether good or bad, are greatly appreciated as they will only help me along the way. So feel free to use that good ole freedom of speech button, and press away. Enjoy :)




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Posted 15 Years Ago


MERRY CHRISTMAS !

Just for You---- from,

----- Eagle Cruagh

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Posted 16 Years Ago


Bird
BY
Pablo Neruda



It was passed from one bird to another,
the whole gift of the day.
The day went from flute to flute,
went dressed in vegetation,
in flights which opened a tunnel
through the wind would pass
to where birds were breaking open
the dense blue air -
and there, night came in.

When I returned from so many journeys,
I stayed suspended and green
between sun and geography -
I saw how wings worked,
how perfumes are transmitted
by feathery telegraph,
and from above I saw the path,
the springs and the roof tiles,
the fishermen at their trades,
the trousers of the foam;
I saw it all from my green sky.
I had no more alphabet
than the swallows in their courses,
the tiny, shining water
of the small bird on fire
which dances out of the pollen.
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