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Aug 14
poem 1 comment challenge: Icebreakers
fire girl

When We Met

No, it doesn't "seem like
yesterday" that I met you.
I remember when we met,
we were young, impatience and electric.
now we are older, patient and rising.
when we met
a flower blossomed.
and into the wind we flew,
that breeze carried us here
so here we will wander.
exploring the path no one
has walked before.
we are the sky and the sea.
we have been young together.
now we will grow old,
and even though our branches
stretch out in different directions,
our roots are the same.
we are the same being
with different futures,
we are two sides to a mirror.

I love you like a sister,
therefore we can get through everything.

 

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Posted: 08.14.19
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" to choose to write is to reject silence" - Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
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  1. ShanRippWriting
    Aug 14, 2019

    I really love this. As a suggestion, you might want to consider using a different word other than "electric" in the line "now we are older, patient and electric," because you used it just before. I love the concept of sharing roots with someone also, it's a unique way of thinking about things.

    Shannon Ripp

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