The strength in the wait,
held out a hand in a veil,
the whispers in the wind sway,
a gripping chill, sails,
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A string of air,
resting over time,
longing for a touch,
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She hails,
**
About the Golden Stairs,
leaping and flashing,
in and around the holding aisles, ringing,
"Your presence felt stronger than ever,
Check the stove and then sit for work!
I am sorry,
If I don't stay,
..........
It is time!
It is time to go,
Take care."
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"What's that sound?"
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-------Tring----- Tring -------------
"Hello"
"baby...she....."
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" Oh! That's my mom's sandals,
"Under the bed."
About the Creator
Parvathi J
Through my pages, I find the quiet complexities of pain dwelling in a solitary space, burdening life’s endless demands, and unburdening the voiceless noise.
Witnessing the questioning, I speak the deeper silence of my voice.
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The Salt in her Voice
The myth says mermaids sing to lure sailors to their death. But why? The ocean is huge. Only 5 percent has been discovered by man. Why would a creature of the sea with that much space to roam ever care about the fate of men on ships? The answer, as it turns out, is not a simple one at all. The truth about the myth is older than the tides. Long ago before the first ship ever cut across the surface, the sea made a pact with the sky. The sky would take the souls of the drowned. Anyone who died in storms or any quiet accidents of the deep would have their soul lifted upward to the Heavens while the bodies would remain below, feeding the oceans endless hunger. The greedy sea however wanted more souls than the sky would claim. So it created mermaids. It gave them beautiful voices woven from currents and moonlight. It commanded them to sing. "Bring forth the ones who float where they should sink." it instructed them. So they did. They never killed out of malice but out of obligation. They sung to summon, not to seduce. A mermaid's voice could loosen the tether between the body and soul, making any man step willingly into the water. The sea would take the body and the sky would take the soul. Balance maintained.
By Sara Wilson7 days ago in Fiction
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Is this poem for the Unnecessary Line challenge? Also, I've followed you on Instagram hehehe