lady bird

“the question is not how to survive, but how thrive with passion, compassion, humor, and style” Maya Angelou

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lady bird

“the question is not how to survive, but how thrive with passion, compassion, humor, and style” Maya Angelou

Writings

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Following

Dancing In The Woods

lady bird

1 min read

Dancing in the woods

The girls raced barefoot throughout the forest.

their shrieks of delight a delicate chorus.

constantly laughing, their voices carried on the backs of fairies.

Their faces red and sticky from the wild strawberries

The older ones smile and steady steps shook the strongest of wills, causing them to follow her graceful dance and thrills

The younger ones eyes glowed like a rain dr...

what happens in war

lady bird

1 min read

we may have lost the battle, but we have not lost the war

blood now splattered on the floor,

the cry of widows now adorned the streets

daughters without their fathers

sons without their chosen ones

soon you’ll see, love isn’t free

i see you there, on the field, of war

broken and bloody

my heart no longer soars

i no longer can keep score

the enemy is coming

but you have left me, kneelin...

myra

lady bird

1 min read

Myra

she has a heart made of gold

a spirit whose stories are always being told

dependent on the extraordinary

different from what is customary

she feels emotion stronger than the rest of us

whose love reaches the most undeserving of us

her eyes hold riches the world has ever seen

her power strong, just like a mighty queen

and her laughter, a medicine to the soul

her smile is contagious, somethin...

ruby, the girl made of gold

lady bird

1 min read

my brother has been in love with a girl in his class named ruby since he laid eyes on her. he gives me accounts of all the things she does. how she flips her curly black locks, and how her eyes, deep and wonderful are so full of joy. he especially loves the way her chocolate brown skin glows in the sunlight . he says she has the most horrific laugh, but the most beautiful smile. that from the mome...

eyes

lady bird

1 min read

violet’s eyes are sapphire blue.

beatrice’s eyes are a heavenly hazel.

silas’s eyes are a smokey blue.

jane’s eyes are hazel like a lion.

rowan’s eyes change from deep green to elegant blue

rebecca’s eyes are a vulminous green.

odette’s eyes are green like a field.

but

there is beauty in the dark

like how jessie’s eyes are brown like amber.

or how marcellus’s eyes resemble honey.

or even how mon...

who did it

lady bird

1 min read

I was staring my lover’s murderer. It was a battle of will power, and I was losing. There was an evil look in their eye, and that smile, so long and grotesque. I shivered. Their face was sharp and keen. So unbelievably smart to be able to evade the police for over 5 months. I wanted to scream. To take a step back, to run away, to call for help, but I just stood still. So unbelievably still. My lim...

Horror

storm chaser

lady bird

3 min read

Lyn ran. Faster than she had ever ran in her entire life, and she kept going. She kept going when the roads turned into dirt paths, and the paths disappeared into grassy plains. Tears were streaming down her face, and she sobbed all the while she ran. Edyin’s dead. Those words echoed through her now empty heart, and Lyn recalled the time when she heard her baby sister laugh for the first time, tha...

Secrets, secrets, are no fun

lady bird

2 min read

“Shut up, Bronwyn!” Rowan yelled, shoving his twin sister to the side. She laughed a laugh that made the devil himself shiver. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. “If both of you don’t shut your mouths, I will drop you both in Whitetail River!” Rowan straightened his beige shirt that complimented his pale complexion, while Bronwyn quickly fixed her bleached blonde hair that rivaled the snow in w...

Fantasy

Action & adventure

you are so high

lady bird

1 min read

I see you so high above

You don’t even notice, I want your love

You can’t even seem to deem me worthy enough send me your soul

We used to be inseparable now I’m afraid you’ve left me to be dull

Forgive me for being stupid enough for thinking I held your heart

Well, you still hold my heart

Now is it so wrong, for your former lover to wish to hold your hand once more

Or is it unacceptable? Is it a...

Poetry

born to run

lady bird

1 min read

Born to run

I was born to run. To feel the wind in my hair and to smell like smoke. I was born to run. To feel my lungs and throat catch fire. To scream a raspy but proud victory cry. Oh, to whip through the world with only my bare feet and the piercing sky at my back. Yes, I do believe I was born to run. But when I slow down, when I start to feel the aches and pains that echoed through my body, ...

Poetry