Ramblings of me....
In the dawn
My heart races
In search of new seas
The Chorus, I hear
Bows in unison
Unlike our worlds
Clashing like the waves
In a storm
Freeing slaves
Rushing north
Boys want to go south
The bubble doesn't pop
It never existed
Like the homes we wanted
And the beatings we didn't
(So I run
Into the arms that will save me
Maybe he'll open the door for me
Let me run in
Catch me there.)
Don't leave me here
Where the ruins
Wrought with distortion...
-nicole a. fisher, 2007
2 comments:
something has changed.
because this is deep and it's beautiful.
not that it wasn't before, but this for sure is.
your words have come to life.
your words are living.
it's woman i feel in the lines.
i can't be deep? ...actually, this was a bunch of non-sense i put together and decided i liked it enough to post. this book beloved sorta inspired me....
i don't wanna be a woman!! women are bad!!! ;) remember how i said that women are bad words and a lady is polite and poised and nice and such? back in the day when u started wearing heals and tights and skirts!!!
anywho, i get free international incoming on my phone as far as i know. i'll have to email u my number then.
glad u read my blog still and happy to hear something from u.
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