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rainbowfic2013-12-05 09:45 pm
sharpeningthebones) wrote in rainbowfic2013-12-05 09:45 pm
Entry tags:
Spilt Ink
Name: Mallory
Story: None
Colors: Spilt Ink: Today I did the best I could do. Not because I had to. Because I wanted to.
Rating: G
Word count; ~100
Notes: In which I commit poetry again. I enjoyed scribbling this one out, as it had been stuck in my head on and off for a bit now. I think I like it though, so yay on that.
The gods said "Give us an anthem."
And all I could do in reply is laugh.
"I only have one language." I said.
"Twenty six letters and some syllables."
But they smile at me
Not with faces but the bending of the world
And they say, with the sound of birds,
"Give us your letters, your stresses, your tenses.
And we will love them no matter what you'e done."
I smile, not with the world but the turning of my lips.
And put a pen to paper and see what happens.
I give them twenty six letters and some syllables.
And all the while, I hear the birds sing.
Story: None
Colors: Spilt Ink: Today I did the best I could do. Not because I had to. Because I wanted to.
Rating: G
Word count; ~100
Notes: In which I commit poetry again. I enjoyed scribbling this one out, as it had been stuck in my head on and off for a bit now. I think I like it though, so yay on that.
The gods said "Give us an anthem."
And all I could do in reply is laugh.
"I only have one language." I said.
"Twenty six letters and some syllables."
But they smile at me
Not with faces but the bending of the world
And they say, with the sound of birds,
"Give us your letters, your stresses, your tenses.
And we will love them no matter what you'e done."
I smile, not with the world but the turning of my lips.
And put a pen to paper and see what happens.
I give them twenty six letters and some syllables.
And all the while, I hear the birds sing.