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VPR Selection -- Pintair

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Submitted by admin2006 on Mon, 02/25/2013 - 3:11pm
VPR Selection -- Pintair

Simplicity

by Olivia Pintair

Seventh Grade

 

 

 

 

 

 

It echoes like love in a sinner's soul
Wandering through the thickness of pride.
It had decorated itself in tassels and lace,
so as to make it appear more complicated.
Even so, confusion is a small embellishment compared to the intricacy it visits.
Love is simple, really.
Woven from light,
like the sun or the space between the darkness
and its face is hollow and plain.
The simplicity mocks those who dwell solely inside themselves,
Yearning for the secret concealed within the visitor.
And this love who passes through;
it tries to serve their greedy questions,
For it can no longer blend with them.
It speaks with the voice of purity,
But the truth is not enough.
And the truth will never be enough
when the truth can't be conjured from those who crave it.

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A reaction...

Submitted by ggevalt on Sat, 03/02/2013 - 4:53pm.

"I wouldn't give a twit for simplicity that isn't on the other side of complexity." -- Oliver Wendell Holmes

cheers,

and nice job on this poem and podcast.

gg

Simplicity

Submitted by SingingSigrid on Sat, 03/02/2013 - 8:08pm.

Livi: This is remarkable, both the way you read it, and of course, (:D), the words you used. My favorite parts were "Even so, confusion is a small embellishment compared to the intricacy it visits..." And also, the ending is so amazing and hard to comprehend, in a beautiful way. You are so talented.

Love you.

Xo, Ave

"You cannot escape anxiety, you cannot escape the clutch of fear at your heart. And yet, I hope the certainty of what we have to meet will help you rise above those fears."

~Eleanor Roosevelt

Thank you both so much! Love

Submitted by Quella on Sat, 03/02/2013 - 10:11pm.

Thank you both so much! Love you Ave <3

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.

~Robert Frost

My Sweet Olivia!

Submitted by maddieh54 on Sat, 03/02/2013 - 10:54pm.

Wow! So beautiful, your writing every day continues to inspire me and make me think! I love all of the vocabulary you used, and you are stunning girl! 

WE NEED TO SEE EACH OTHER SOON!!!!

:~)

XOXO,

-M

Love you, my maddie! :) thank

Submitted by Quella on Sun, 03/03/2013 - 12:07pm.

Love you, my maddie! :) thank you! and yes we totally need to hang out soon!!! xoxo

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.

~Robert Frost

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WOW!!! Livi, this is so

Submitted by Grace on Tue, 03/05/2013 - 5:32pm.

WOW!!! Livi, this is so beautiful, and like maddie said, really inspires me! Of course, all of your work does, but this piece is specifically abstract and intricate! Love you!!!

Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars...   

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Submitted by Joe Jigg Futt on Sat, 03/16/2013 - 11:48am.

Jeez! is there something your bad at? (no offence, I'm not talking about soccer)

nice peace

My name is Rob Zombie

Haha:) ya...

Submitted by Quella on Mon, 03/18/2013 - 10:31am.

Haha:) ya... I really do suck at soccer, dont I? :)

Thanks mike!

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.

~Robert Frost