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My eyes are crystal;
scraping against the howling wind;
it moves and speaks to me
about the tree angels,
the tree angels
that will grant me wings
to fly
above the screeching ocean
that opens its mouth wide
to swallow me up;
to pull me down deeper
and deeper
into oblivion.
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This is one of my favorite poems that I've written. :)

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:iconcartheinsane:
That's awesome. :XD:

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~I am a poet~
:iconegorequiem:
you are always welcome! i like to read what your mind comes up with!!!

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it is not who I am, it´s who we are (the eight of me)

It is not what you have, it´s what you make of it!
:iconcartheinsane:
I like to too...speaking of which I miss painting... if only I had the materials... T_T

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~I am a poet~
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:glomp:

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:iconoctoberazriel:
Yeah, I haven't done any painting for a while...not enough time or materials.

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"Here's our only conversation we've ever had without using our words to show. And our love is a creation of all the things that
have ever had a chance to grow."

Charades - Stephen Jerzak
:iconoctoberazriel:
I'll get back to doing it eventually though...

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"Here's our only conversation we've ever had without using our words to show. And our love is a creation of all the things that
have ever had a chance to grow."

Charades - Stephen Jerzak
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Mmm I like this. The "tree angels" are so intriguing, and I really like your emphasis on sound - it adds a really cool demension to the poem. There's this great tension going on too - the wind is telling you how you can fly above oblivion, but you aren't quite there yet and it feels like you're just reaching out... :-)

Oh, there was one little thing that bothered me, though - "it's" in line nine should be "its" possessive. Sorry! Anal :-(

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"Oh let me think it is not quite in vain
To sigh out sonnets to the midnight air"

~ Keats, "To Hope"
:iconcartheinsane:
That's okay XD please do point out misspellings and incorrect punctuation. :)

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~I am a poet~

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