@alliyah <3 I've been trying to figure out how to navigate how my religion comes through in my writing. Something I want to do is be more open with how it influences things I'm struggling with in life. It was definitely raw but I'm glad I shared it. And now for something completely different, today's poem.
We're all stories in the end.
I think of you as a fairy with a green dress and a flower crown and stuff. -EternalRain
I think you, @Deanie and I are like the Three Book Nerd Musketeers of YWS. -bluewaterlily
Mea, I am so happy to see a poem inspired by The Good Place. I also love how your poem has inside references to the show like the "everyone carries a little bit of sadness in them." I also love how you've still made a poem that cohesively fits with the existential and frankly spiritual themes of your other poems.Those last two lines are absolutely stunning.
"A poet is, before anything else, a person who is passionately in love with language." - W.H. Auden
Mostly written on 4/18, finished 4/19. Inspired by @Arcticus' musings on landscapes.
Also @bluewaterlily thank you so much! It's always surprising to see themes that spring up even when I'm not deliberately doing a theme. And I'm glad you love the last two lines - they're my favorite lines too.
We're all stories in the end.
I think of you as a fairy with a green dress and a flower crown and stuff. -EternalRain
I think you, @Deanie and I are like the Three Book Nerd Musketeers of YWS. -bluewaterlily
Good timber does not grow with ease, The stronger wind, the stronger trees. - Douglas Malloch
In reality, Heavenly Father is constantly raining blessings upon us. It is our fear, doubt, and sin that, like an umbrella, block these blessings from reaching us. - Dieter F. Uchtdorf
We're all stories in the end.
I think of you as a fairy with a green dress and a flower crown and stuff. -EternalRain
I think you, @Deanie and I are like the Three Book Nerd Musketeers of YWS. -bluewaterlily
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. — Mark Twain
