White Lace

July 24, 2010
By K.Ell BRONZE, Forster, Other
K.Ell BRONZE, Forster, Other
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Favorite Quote:
Those whow says sunshine brings happiness have never danced in the rain.


A whispered name in hollow tears,
A woman's eyes aged by her own fears.
A listless life beyond her years.

She's seen sunlight bleed into purple sky.
She's seen birds fly against bruised twilight.
So here she lies,
on broken ground.
Her words tightly wound.

She's seen men fall,
heard the death of wild bird calls.

Crying.
Dying.
Rising above deep horizon.

She's seen things change at rapid pace,
seen darkened skin dressed in lace.
Velvet black on palid white.

The sky stained orange
and hands entwined.
Peace will rise in quiet dawn.
Sad.
Siletn.
But still unspokenly perfect.


The author's comments:
This is a reconciliation poem I had to right for my English class. Basically it's an Aboriginal woman who's dying and going over the way white people changed her world.

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