Unbridled
A breakup "nonet" love poem
By Gina C.Published about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
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You taught me how to run, unbridled,
with the horses. Untitled love:
your fervor roused my wild mane.
Ethereal on earth
I was - you uncaged
me - then lonely:
a lost bird
(with no)
name.
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-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨
About the Creator
Gina C.
Poet | Author | Architect of Worlds
Sowing stories rooted in culture, origin, metamorphosis, resilience, language & love via fantasy, myth, magical realism & botanical prose
Writing my novel!🧚🏻♀️🐉✨
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Outstanding
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Easy to read and follow
Well-structured & engaging content
Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
On-point and relevant
Writing reflected the title & theme
Comments (9)
I am this poem as I read it. Thank you! My hair felt wild and then, I did feel without a name. But then I read it again and my hair was back to being wild, hee!
The threads of nature imagery and the contrast between grounded horses and flying birds - excellent!
A lost bird with no name, that broke my heart so much! Soooo poignant and I loved it!
Such an atmospheric piece!! Great work, Gina!
Perfectly written 👌
I really like your heartfelt nonet.
Oh, so sad!!
Beautiful piece!
You can feel this one.