Be Still

Be still and listen to her barely breathing,
The action of automatic reflex,
A great feat on her part,
As she slowly spills out into the winter night

Details of happiness, love, and pain collide,
Making it hard to get up again,
To face the harsh, seething world,
As it comes back to sink its teeth into her

But once more her sun rises,
Another time her life goes on,
Then she ails and cries and cuts,
The cycle never ends

Her life is gray and bleak,
As she watches the sun go down,
Mother Earth shapes her features,
Hard, rough, lined, beautiful

She blinks away the tears,
Sheds the coat of darkness,
And breathes calmly again today,
Until she hides away again





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kmp(: said...
Oct. 6, 2009 at 8:43 am
This is a really greaat poem. you should definantly keep writing more and more. (:
 
burch13 said...
Oct. 6, 2009 at 8:33 am
Somebody is going places:) you're an amazing writer. The choice of words is just the cherry on top. Never stop writing.:)
 
princess;not*at*all said...
Oct. 4, 2009 at 10:49 pm
Somebody is going places:) you're an amazing writer. The choice of words is just the cherry on top. Never stop writing.:)
 
Sarah H. replied...
Oct. 6, 2009 at 3:46 pm
Thanks for all the good comments! I really appreciate it, because writing is like my whole life mapped out ahead of me!
 
kiska_puppy11 said...
Oct. 4, 2009 at 8:30 pm
Wow! This is really deep and full of emotion! I like your word choice too! Keep writing!
 
VivaDakota396 said...
Oct. 4, 2009 at 5:17 pm
this was so beautiful! I can tell there was something real behind this for you.
 
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