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Created on 2007-05-27 17:12:18 (#13031456), last updated 2009-11-24
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Basic Info| Name: | Sarah |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 12-05 |
| Location: | Leeds, United Kingdom |
Bio~
"I have traversed continents, yet still I hear the calls of errant winds."
____
She swept into the hills on distant gusts,
a gale of not-yet-summer tongued with flame;
Ye gods! she cried, and her brown feet led her
past quick-eyed blackbirds, past estates,
past a scene of bins and gardens.
He stretched his hands out toward the jeweled sun,
climbing out from greywashed windows into
beauty – a sapling sprung from the parched earth.
When her feet paused, he cupped her in his branches,
words whispering to her like leaves.
O why! she cried, have I not known this always?
Her brown feet rested, her arms twined in his,
a couch of lilac blooms and narrow streets.
O wind! he sighed, and sang of evening's hues
and of the vibrant summer, tongued with flame.
____
My name is Sarah, and I currently reside in the vibrant city of Leeds, England. This is a journal for my creativity, whatever that may be. Mostly poetry, with some fiction, drawings and photography tossed in now and then.
~
"I have traversed continents, yet still I hear the calls of errant winds."
____
She swept into the hills on distant gusts,
a gale of not-yet-summer tongued with flame;
Ye gods! she cried, and her brown feet led her
past quick-eyed blackbirds, past estates,
past a scene of bins and gardens.
He stretched his hands out toward the jeweled sun,
climbing out from greywashed windows into
beauty – a sapling sprung from the parched earth.
When her feet paused, he cupped her in his branches,
words whispering to her like leaves.
O why! she cried, have I not known this always?
Her brown feet rested, her arms twined in his,
a couch of lilac blooms and narrow streets.
O wind! he sighed, and sang of evening's hues
and of the vibrant summer, tongued with flame.
____
My name is Sarah, and I currently reside in the vibrant city of Leeds, England. This is a journal for my creativity, whatever that may be. Mostly poetry, with some fiction, drawings and photography tossed in now and then.
~
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